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"The rebel forces of the two galaxies are down to their last two space-air armies; if we lose this time, there might never be another chance!" The captain, a burly white man with a slicked-back hairdo and a resolute gaze, wiped the blood from his face with his hand, leaving streaks across his bloodstained visage.
"Maybe if we keep holding on, keep pushing for support, there might still be hope! Do you hear that gunfire? The city center is still fighting! They're not dead yet!" he exclaimed earnestly and loudly.
"The Blura People's reinforcements will arrive in thirty minutes—this is our last chance! If we can't retake control of the base within thirty minutes, everyone will die!" the woman with the ponytail shouted.
"...Then let's charge!" The captain roared and burst out from his hiding spot, raising his firearm and unleashing a barrage of shots at the enemies ahead.
Beams of laser fire erupted, striking directly at the silver robotic skeletons descending from the sky.