Right now, P5092 was in a race against time.
If all his speculations were right, he would have to complete the construction of the defensive line in the forest before the Pyro Company troops got beaten back.
However, this was as good as putting himself in a dangerous situation. When the barbarians chased the Pyro Company troops back here, the 3rd Division would have to provide covering fire for all of the defeated Pyro Company troops.
If it weren’t for the sake of helping the Pyro Company preserve more of its strength, P5092 could easily have retreated back to the Great Wall where it would be much safer. It was precisely because of this action that Milo was sure that P5092’s ideals of keeping humanity’s flame alive in the Central Plains was not just talk.
Too many people in this world talked the talk of ideals without walking the walk. There were also too many people in this world who called upon others to practice kindness and virtue but were lowlifes in reality.
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