(Thanks to Ling and Yuwen Hao, who like assassin bugs, for the bonus support—5/5. Thanks again.)
Li Qinwu slaughtered his way through the trenches, cutting down enemies like vegetables. Every so often, he tossed a grenade from his waist over the unseen trench walls, blowing the German Army soldiers on the other side to pieces. German Army soldiers' corpses carpeted the entire way.
Before long, he fought his way with his staff group from the relatively dangerous Normandy coastal bunker complex to the edge of the rear trenches.
Here, the number of German Army infantrymen only increased rather than decreased!
After all, no sane soldier would station all his troops in the combat zone at once.
He would set up a staging area behind the combat zone, allowing the soldiers to rest there and rotate in shifts.
After Li Qinwu and the others reached the edge of the trenches, they lay prone inside and looked ahead.
A vast stretch of broad concrete road lay before them, lined with numerous barracks. Thousands of German Army soldiers were resting inside them.
Li Qinwu could handle that many German Army soldiers himself, but he was mainly worried that stray bullets would kill his staff.
However, he glanced at the Black Gravity Track on the ground. It ran straight through the center of the German Army staging area.
For a moment, he was at a loss. Should he leave his brothers in the trench, rush out and use Psychic Blast to wipe out the German Army soldiers, then come back for them?
But who knew how many eras and battlefields they would still have to cross before reaching the Initial Station?
The only equipment he had on him now was a pair of beach shorts and flip-flops. He could not retrieve functional drinks or