The battle raged from day to night, then from night to day. The pace of both sides' attacks had changed somewhat, but the Ratmen had no intention of withdrawing.
Relying on the scale of the Rat Tide, they launched continuous offensives, giving the Southern Border forces not the slightest chance to catch their breath.
During this process, as the sky gradually brightened, the mobilization whistle rang out within the fortress, rousing the human soldiers who were still fast asleep.
At this hour, barely half a night's sleep was certainly not enough to let them fully recover from their fatigue. Yet the moment the mobilization whistle sounded, their bodies' instincts still kicked in, and the sleeping soldiers immediately leaped from their beds one after another.
At the same time, they shouted repeatedly...
"Fall in, fall in!!"
Amid the shouts, one soldier in the dormitory noticed that the brother sleeping in the bunk above him had not woken up. He hurriedly pulled on his clothes while forcefully slapping the bedboard overhead.
"Shi! Shi!!"
After calling twice with no response from the upper bunk, the soldier was speechless. He quickly finished putting on his clothes, grabbed the ladder beside him, and climbed up.
"How the hell can you sleep like a dead pig?!"
He had only just finished cursing when he reached the upper bunk, and the sight before his eyes left him completely dumbfounded.
The soldier known as Shi was lying there with his eyes tightly shut, his face ashen and his lips purple. Beads of cold sweat the size of beans kept pouring from his forehead, yet he showed absolutely no sign of waking up.
At this moment, even the dullest person should have realized that something was wrong!
"Medical squad, medical squad!!!"
As the assembly whistle sounded, the dormitory area