"Those intelligence departments have never been reliable."
"Damn it."
"Last month, they said there was only one company of Volunteer Army guarding the place."
"It turned out we were almost driven back by their entire regiment."
Sergeant Wilson shrugged and said with a smile:
"Someone needs a good kick in the backside."
After saying this, he shook his head, looked at the surface of the Linjin River, and curiously asked:
"This river is at least a hundred meters wide, isn't it?"
"Just a few fire points would make it an ideal place for slaughter."
"How did those southern puppet soldiers lose this place in just over 10 minutes?"
"Did they drop their weapons and run without even seeing the enemy?"
"Could they really be a bunch of swine?"
This was unclear before, but now having arrived at Linjin River.
Seeing the terrain with their own eyes.
