"Bzz... We've reached the designated position. Preparing to parachute."
"Bzz... Headquarters, headquarters, our formation has reached the target airspace. Requesting permission to drop."
Aboard a Coalition Forces transport plane.
The pilot stared intently down below, unconsciously tightening his grip on the communicator.
As soon as the hatch opened, countless brave Federation soldiers would jump.
He could hardly wait to see that magnificent sight.
"Have you spotted any enemy antiaircraft positions?"
Qiao's cold, merciless voice came through the communicator.
"No."
"The drop zone is outside the Dragon Kingdom's control. It should be safe."
The pilot answered truthfully.
As they were about to fly past the target area, Qiao still cautiously ordered, "Fighters, descend and test it out."
As the Federation's supreme military commander, Qiao knew Old Sun's methods well.
If that member of the Guan Family had not been so outstanding, the Dragon Kingdom's leading military figure would most likely have been Old Sun of the Fourth War Zone.
Two fighters emerged from the clouds.
"Take cover!"
"Take cover!"
Seeing this, Zhou Zheng grabbed his communicator and shouted, "The enemy transports haven't entered antiaircraft range yet. Everyone, stay concealed."
A rustle swept through the snow.
The soldiers lay prone, white cloaks covering their bodies and blending them into the snow.
The fighters roared past with a piercing thunder.
Their wake whipped up countless snowflakes.
"Attack once. Test it."
Just as the fighters were about to pull up.
Over the communicator, Qiao was still uneasy.
He knew the Dragon Kingdom's generals' methods all too well.
The commanders of all six war zones were fucking fierce men who had fought their way up from the bottom on military merit.
Commanders like that were the most terrifying, because their soldiers would be just as tenacious as they were.
Boom!
Receiving their orders, the fighters