“Everyone ready?”
After dinner, Daniel stood up and took a deep breath. He looked around as Bill, Selby, Maurice, and the others also stood up quietly.
“We’re ready...”
Including the 180 elite troops of the special forces company, a total of 184 people had arrived in the Central Plains and were about to enter Stronghold 61. Be it success or failure, it all hinged on this move.
The Tsanaya River Bridge stretched across the turbulent waters like a stable existence. It was as though the two ends of the bridge were two different worlds. It was the difference between life and death.
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