All twenty missiles landed on the enemy's hilltop position. By all accounts, the enemy's position should be largely destroyed, but Luo Zheng was baffled by the enemy's unusual deployment and dared not be careless. He quickly inquired about the situation. Soon, Mountain Eagle's voice came through the earpiece, filled with suspicion: "The main targets on the enemy's position were destroyed, and the machine gun positions were also taken out. The enemy is making combat preparations in the trenches, not retreating, and it looks like they intend to hold their ground and wait for reinforcements."
"Immediately guide Wei Jian with the coordinates, target the places with more people, for the final round of missile attacks." Upon hearing this, Luo Zheng's expression turned serious, utterly confused by the enemy's strange behavior. Knowing it's a lost cause yet still holding on, isn't that suicide? Resolving himself, he loudly instructed.
"Understood." Mountain Eagle quickly agreed.
