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"Go back! Go back immediately!"

Upon hearing the terrified shouts, the supervisory team at the rear immediately issued a warning.

Although the searchlights were blown up, the situation in the distance could not be seen.

But in the quiet night, the sound travels especially far.

The two men's terrified screams reached not only the ears of the rear command team but also those of the nearby bunkers.

Being in the dark, they didn't know when they would be blown into the sky.

Under the shadow of fear of death, his mind had already collapsed.

The only reason they persist is out of fear of the supervisory team behind them.

To prevent desertion, the higher command issued a stern order.

Anyone who dares to desert will be shot if caught.

That's why I gritted my teeth and persevered, not daring to desert my post.

Moreover, the warnings from the supervisory team behind them made them afraid to run away.

"go back!"

"If you don't go back, we'll shoot!"

"The commander has ordered that anyone who deserts in the face of battle be executed!"

With each sharp shout, filled with murderous intent, came a piercing sound.

Unfortunately, the two had already escaped the bunker, and there was no way they would want to return to that cage where they awaited death.

The recruits trembled with fear and stumbled as they ran backwards, showing no sign of stopping.

In his mind, staying in the bunker meant certain death, so why bother running for his life?

Behind the cemetery, the supervisory team stood behind sandbags, their faces extremely solemn.

Although they couldn't see what was happening in the distance, they could tell from the calls that it was getting closer and closer.

A junior lieutenant, his face grim, ordered in a deep voice: "Illumination flares!"

boom!

A flare streaked across the sky, its blinding light illuminating the earth, and revealing the figures of two fleeing soldiers desperately running towards them from two hundred meters away.

The entire cemetery was illuminated, making the two people stand out conspicuously!

The veteran shrank back in fright at the sudden light, and when he saw the supervisory team behind the sandbags in the distance, a bad feeling rose in his heart.

Being a seasoned veteran, he immediately lay down on the ground.

The new recruits, however, were oblivious to the reason and excitedly thought that the light allowed them to see the road more clearly, making them run faster.

The lieutenant, his face contorted with murderous intent, gave the order again: "Fire!"

Da da da~!

After a burst of machine gun fire, the recruit who tried to escape was riddled with bloody holes and collapsed helplessly to the ground.

The dark cemetery fell silent once more.

Li Yimin, who was several miles away, saw the entire scene through a drone.

"The enemy's morale is already in disarray; if we add fuel to the fire, they will surely collapse completely!"

Li Yimin, brimming with fighting spirit, ordered: "Squad 3, return to your positions and replenish the explosives! Squads 1 and 2, move out!"

As the order was relayed through the headset, the 3rd squad, which had already used up all their explosives, withdrew.

After all, a single explosive charge weighs a full twenty pounds, and a person can only carry a maximum of two.

Any more than that, and it will affect our actions.

Upon receiving the order, Class 1 and Class 2 immediately carried their explosive packs and rushed up the safe route.

Lurking in the darkness, they stealthily approached the enemy's fortified position.

Although the rear would fire a flare every few minutes to avoid being ambushed and to dispel the soldiers' fear.

However, they didn't have many flares in stock, so they couldn't hold out for long.

Moreover, those scouts were like ghosts in the night; as soon as it got dark again, they would immediately rush forward to plant explosive charges.

Boom boom boom~!

Explosions continued, and one bunker after another was destroyed.

The commander behind him gritted his teeth in anger, his back teeth almost breaking apart.

His prized bunkers are being destroyed one by one, with no chance of fighting back.

But they had no way to solve it!

"How did the Communist army know the location of the bunker? How did they find the actual bunker among countless graves? How did they operate at night? Were they all night owls?"

Although the commander was seething with hatred, he had no way to solve the problem.

Even if flares are fired, after they are extinguished, explosions will continue to be heard in the graveyard.

Inside one of the bunkers, two soldiers huddled around a machine gun, trembling with fear.

Because they don't know when the explosives will detonate right next to them.

Glug~!

The machine gunner swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he said, "Brother, should we run?"

The other person shook his head in terror: "Even if we run, the supervising team will kill us!"

"I'm going to die anyway, I'd rather be shot than wait to die here!" The machine gunner's eyes were filled with determination; he had been driven to the brink of mental collapse by the ghosts of the night.

He dropped the machine gun, turned around, pushed aside the wooden planks, and climbed out.

The other person panicked even more when he saw his companion run away.

boom!

An explosion nearby completely shattered his will.

Even if there's a supervisory team behind us, it's still better than waiting to die.

They hurriedly climbed out of the bunker, but did not immediately run away.

He looked up and shouted, "Brothers, we can't wait to die as cannon fodder any longer! Let's all escape together! I refuse to believe the supervisory team can kill us all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a response came immediately.

"That's right!"

"Instead of waiting to die here, we might as well take a gamble!"

"...!"

Suddenly, sounds rose and fell from the bunker; no one wanted to sit idly by and wait for their doom.

The atmosphere of wanting to escape was immediately stirred up.

Zhang Deshun hid behind a grave and heard Li Yimin's voice coming through his earphones.

He immediately replied, "Yes!"

Then, raising his voice, he shouted, "The Communist army is coming again! Brothers, run! If you're too late, you'll all die!"

Their mission is to eliminate threats in the area, not to destroy everything.

Simply eliminate the threat.

Zhang Deshun's shout was like a drop of water falling into a pot of oil, instantly causing it to boil.

The Kuomintang reactionary soldiers in the bunker ran out like madmen, fearing that if they were a step too slow, they would become cannon fodder.

boom!

Zhang Deshun raised his gun and thoughtfully fired a flare, illuminating the entire cemetery.

Some who were still observing the situation saw everyone else running out and hurriedly followed suit.

Everyone scrambled and ran as fast as they could to the back.

This display of force is practically comparable to a military siege.

Since ancient times, the sound of clashing bells has never been a joke.

The terrified soldiers were so infatuated that they could turn their knives on their own men and start hacking at them!

At this moment, those running ahead clashed with the supervisory team.

Even with a gun pointed at his chest, he would rather die than go back.

The two sides were even at each other's throats, pointing guns at each other.

The supervisory team consisted of only thirty people, and they were helpless against hundreds of soldiers pointing guns at them.

Seeing this, several veterans waved their hands: "Brothers, let's go!"

Then they ran together to the back.

The supervising officers watched the fleeing soldiers but dared not fire a shot.

They were a supervisory team, not a suicide squad. If they were to open fire, they would probably all be killed by the already demoralized deserters!

Everyone fled, leaving behind rows of undefended bunkers.

Even with further orders from their superiors, no one dared to hold the bunker at night.

Li Yimin used the thermal imaging function of the drone to monitor the cemetery.

As dawn broke, the main force occupied the cemetery without lifting a finger.

Inside the bunker, the machine guns and bullets that hadn't been taken away in time became supplies for the People's Liberation Army.