At the outskirts of Tuz Town, six o'clock in the morning.
The first ray of sunlight had just pierced the eastern skyline, coloring the desert in a strange orange-red hue.
The piercing scream of artillery shells tore through the air, breaking the last tranquility before dawn.
"Artillery attack! Take cover!"
In the observation post on the high ground south of Feihate Town, Jiang Feng shouted into the radio while pressing his body tightly into the reinforced bunker.
Almost the next second, dense explosions erupted on the defensive positions on the town's outskirts.
The 1515 Armed counterattack began, and it was more intense than expected.
Ahmed divided his main force into two routes: about six thousand troops launched a fierce assault on Tuz under heavy artillery cover, under his direct command; another four thousand charged at Feihate led by his second-in-command. This veteran clearly understood the principle of quick action in warfare—
