787: C787 Please Indicate

C787 Please Indicate

"Sir, a large number of civilians from all 100 countries have appeared at the front lines. What should we do?" Please give me your instructions! " The soldier in the trench looked at the distant group of numb civilians and subconsciously felt his breathing become heavier. His palms that held the communication device started to get wet with sweat.

The other warriors, especially those from the Eastern Kingdom, couldn't help but quiver slightly.

There was excitement and joy, but more worry and fear.

They were afraid that their superiors would order them to kill these unarmed innocent civilians, their loved ones, their friends, their compatriots.

"Whew ~ Whew ~ Whew ~ ~"

The communicator was completely silent. In the silence, there was a heavy and stifling sound of breathing.

"Sir, they have entered the firing range. Please give the order as soon as possible."

"Don't hurry me, don't fucking hurry me!" The voice from the other side of the phone was rough and savage, like a wild beast trapped in a desperate situation.

"Sir, they are being followed by a large number of non-humankind beings, please give the order as soon as possible!" The communicator also screamed at the top of its lungs.

Huff, puff, puff ~

After shouting those words into the microphone, the communicator's face had suddenly been covered in tears.

He clenched his left fist tightly, his nails digging into his flesh. Blood dripped to the ground, scattering a cloud of dust. He stared unblinkingly at the microphone.

They were waiting for the command.

"Let me give this order." An aged voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

The young communication soldier could tell with a single glance that the owner of this voice was the highest ranking commander on the battlefield — Cheng Jianguo.

For some reason, the communicator's throat had become dry. His hands and feet had gone limp, and his heart was thumping like an evening bell ringing in his chest.

He licked the corner of his lips, his breathing became heavier and heavier. A drop of sweat rolled down his face and burned in his eyes. He didn't dare to reach out and wipe it away.

At that moment, as if someone had pressed the pause button with a remote control, everything came to a standstill.

"Help me to cover the entire battlefield with my voice. I have some words I want to say to all of the stubbornly resisting soldiers, to our compatriots."

Weng ~

An invisible ripple spread out from the center of the base.

Cheng Jianguo's ancient voice slowly rang across the battlefield:

"My name is Cheng Jianguo, a soldier of Lih Kingdom. He is the supreme commander in charge of the entire battlefield. "

"Now the enemy, in order to break our will, has sent our loved ones, our friends, and our compatriots to the battlefield. This is very despicable.

This Heart Attacking Battle... They won. "

"However, my soldiers and my compatriots, we no longer have a way out. From the moment the non-humankind stepped onto our world's soil, it was destined that we would not surrender and beg for mercy.

This is a war of civilizations, a war between human and alien civilizations. There was no surrender, no begging, only life and death. "

"Sooner or later, we will all die. Our corpses will rot into dried bones and in a thousand years, they will become a pile of yellow sand.

Perhaps, thousands of years later, we would have already been forgotten by our descendants.

"However, Qingshan is still the same. He will still be able to freely run through this vast land, even though he is still a descendant of the younger generation."

"However, if we choose to retreat, our traces will be erased, and humanity will no longer have today, nor a future."1

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