When Xiang Ziyu landed, the surroundings were already very noisy: a Dwarf's machine gun emplacement was firing madly, suppressing the paratroopers landing around it.
"Damn it, how come there are so many fortifications here?" Xiang Ziyu complained while taking down the rifle from his chest. Although they had seen photos of the defensive works near Saint Luo beforehand, he only realized in person that the enemy's defensive positions were indeed very densely built.
"Rocket launcher!" A Tang Army soldier shouted loudly from afar, and in the next second, a white light flashed by, blasting the Dwarf machine gun emplacement that was constantly spitting fire into the air.
The raised gravel fell, hitting Xiang Ziyu's helmet. He squinted, trying to identify his location through the dust.
"Wind and rain!" A nearby figure shouted the code, and Xiang Ziyu instinctively answered quickly, "Thunder!"
His subordinate slid next to him, supporting his steel helmet, greeted, "Commander! Need help?"
