The gunfire and artillery roar in the valley continued unabated for an entire day, scaring the nearby nomadic tribes enough to flee with their families, moving as far as possible.
"You only advanced thirteen kilometers in a whole day yesterday?"
Olivia could hardly believe her ears.
The direct distance from here to Big Sur is not even over a hundred kilometers, driving quickly would take a few hours, yet this stretch of road managed to halt their several thousand strong force from making any progress for two whole days.
This was even after deploying a large number of military resources; if they relied solely on infantry, they might not even have crossed the first hill.
On the frontline, Walter felt like he was mired in a bottomless swamp, clearly, there weren't many people on each position, yet the attack was time-consuming and laborious.
After all, each of their positions was two or three kilometers apart, making it impossible to capture two high grounds in one fell swoop.
