On the afternoon of September 2, the 4th Brigade received orders to return to base.
The moment Li Wei heard they were leaving, she grabbed hold of the trench and refused to budge, no matter what.
"Captain Jiang, it's time to go."
Qin Lan came over to persuade her.
Li Wei did not even turn her head, speaking with righteous conviction.
"Where there are people, there is the position. I'll live and die with the position!"
"War isn't a dinner party—it's an extremely serious matter. I absolutely refuse to become a deserter!"
Qin Lan covered her forehead, feeling her temples throb.
In the end, a major officer from the 9th Army Group had to come personally, smiling apologetically as he carefully explained.
"Captain Jiang, sorry for the trouble."
"We're not asking you to flee in the face of battle. It's mainly because Headquarters sent word that, for the next ten days, there probably won't be any fighting."
"You've just fought bitterly for so long and are utterly exhausted. You should return and rest first."
What?
Li Wei froze completely after hearing that.
Could someone translate this for her? What did it mean that there would be no fighting for ten whole days?
Had she killed too ruthlessly?
How was that possible?
She still had that much self-awareness. The Abyss creatures that had died inside the Four Seasons Sword Array did not even amount to the number killed by the heavy artillery.
Utterly dejected, Li Wei could only climb listlessly aboard a "Black Flood Dragon" and return to base with the main force.
After shoveling down dinner in the mess hall, she listlessly taught a lesson to a dozen lechers who had not witnessed her mighty display that day yet had still dared to come over. By then, the sky was