At night, with visibility severely restricted, fighting suddenly broke out.
The darkness and fear merged into one, eventually becoming something that destroyed people's will.
They did not know the enemy's size, their equipment, or far too many other things.
At that moment, the successive explosions inside the camp successfully shook the nerves of some of the young Peng Joe soldiers.
Someone shouted that the enemy had already charged into the camp.
Then large sections of the power supply were cut off, and everything was completely swallowed by the darkness.
Some people began to flee.
No, more accurately, they left to regroup and reorganize.
In the chaos, perhaps the threats and injuries inflicted by their own people on one another far exceeded anything the Federal people could do.
More and more Peng Joe People began withdrawing, and even the officers took the initiative to join them. Gunfire was now erupting everywhere in the camp. Who knew whether they were shooting at Federal people or their own comrades! They had to leave, find somewhere to regroup, organize another offensive, and fight their way back! But sometimes leaving was easy, while returning was not so simple!
As more ammunition depots exploded, the changes occurring far behind the lines also drew the frontline's attention.
When news that the rear had been ambushed reached the front, the Peng Joe Army, which had been resisting desperately, also fell into disarray.
People's fanaticism for war stemmed from the fact that war could bring victory after victory. Only when the profits of war fed back positive results would people become crazed because of it.
If a war kept ending in defeat, no one would be fanatical about it.
Previously, they had sufficient reason to be fanatical. As long as they joined the war and contributed their strength, they