But he wasn't rushing blindly; the path was already planned out to avoid being discovered by the enemy as much as possible.
Buzz!
Invisible high-frequency shortwaves shot out from the radar, quickly covering the sky over the village.
The drone operator of the garrison forces in the village let out a scream, sparks crackling off his forehead, startling the soldiers around him.
"Damn it!"
He clutched his head and pulled out the overloaded chip.
"The signal's been jammed, those bastards must be attacking again."
The other soldiers in the room were stunned. One soldier, upon hearing the news, didn't even want to get off his chair; morale had already hit rock bottom.
"Our channel communications are also down, we can only communicate by shouting for now."
"Are you serious? Again? They've attacked us seventeen times in three days, day and night. Don't they get tired? Do they even need sleep?"
