There was still some time before Operation "Three-Day Miracle" began, but they had yet to confirm their target.
Five-Wheel had received plenty of battlefield intelligence from the Shadow Intelligence Bureau, but he had to choose the target with the greatest strategic value so that the players' collective operation could achieve the results they needed in its first phase.
It wasn't an easy task.
Five-Wheel was run off his feet in the command center. Even the Qing veterans, who were supposed to be training on the front lines, had been called in to serve as his temporary aides. Twenty-five new players, who had been ordered to enter the game a few days ago, had also been tasked with reviewing and analyzing battlefield intelligence. They had sixteen hours left to make a decision.
If they didn't want to get chewed out by an irate Old Qin when they logged out, they'd better put their backs into it.
Meanwhile, the players' muster was also nearing its end. Old Qin, who was currently "commanding remotely," wanted this battle to be as spectacular as possible, in order to lay the groundwork for the second phase of "Three-Day Miracle." So the recruitment drive had reached far beyond combat personnel.
The administrative and manufacturing players wanted to join in, and the staff headquarters had wholeheartedly approved. Their "strategic value" was high, though, so they weren't required to fight.
But, to everyone's surprise, these players responsible for logistics were extremely interested in the battle. The moment the staff headquarters issued its orders, a horde of manufacturers came rushing to sign up.
They acted as if they were afraid the opportunity would be gone if they didn't grab it now.
"Fuck! I've been hammering away at an anvil in the rear for over three months. Now, just looking at