Chapter 61 Interlude: Ambitions Begin
"Time's almost up."
"Let's move out."
Ramu Jue pushed down the joystick, and the squadron of to-be-decommissioned Four Heavenly Kings' fighter jets surged down the runway, steering towards the sky.
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"I often hear people say that the three major powers are unshakable even in the harshest winter. But the quality of your supplies isn't all that great."
On the wind-bitten wasteland, Li Yan, wearing only a thin black fleece vest, rested his right elbow on the table, casually tossing aside an empty beer can as he spoke.
The man sitting opposite him was bulky, wearing a sergeant's cap.
Their wrists locked together, both their feet dug into the hard frozen ground as they tensed their bodies with all their might. They were surrounded by a group of Black Star soldiers, whispering to each other with wide, round eyes.