(.⌒⌒). Taking Pleasure in Others' Misfortune
There had been no warning, no sign—just a sudden, steadfast, icy northern wind, though somehow it carried a trace of chaos and fervor.
In short!
The mine base's senior decision-makers had made their choice in a matter of moments, forcing the officers and soldiers to launch a sudden all-out assault on Guixu City and the Warp Daemons at a speed and in a manner they could barely comprehend.
Naturally, the officers and soldiers at every level who knew something of the base's situation couldn't help feeling uneasy.
After all, things were going extremely well. They had finally stabilized the mine base's situation at great cost and driven back the Daemons' attacks several times. If they continued to develop steadily, victory would surely belong to humanity. Everyone believed that as a matter of fact!
But now they were suddenly launching a full-scale offensive, a decision made overnight. Even amid their excitement and anticipation, it was only natural for the officers and soldiers to feel a little anxious and unsettled, afraid that one careless mistake would ruin the excellent position they had fought so hard to secure.
As for the doubts and unease among some of the army's fervent ranks, the junior and mid-level officers offered little explanation. Their answers and reassurances were all identical: the time was right, the opportunity was rare, and now humanity would unite as one, shatter the Warp Daemons' rule over Guixu City, and claim victory.
Anyone who wasn't a fool could see how perfunctory those words were!
But the junior and mid-level officers themselves clearly didn't know much more. And with the battle already underway and the arrow already on the string, the soldiers and some of the officers had no choice but to put aside their doubts for the