e."For the second match of the promotion tournament, will your first-year class 5 still send three players"Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Wu Changkong nodded, Tang W..."First-class combat readiness" 。Repetition, first-level combat readiness 。"Lock on target, await command!"

The whirring of the soul conductor echoed across the northern lands.

On a sea surface covered with vast swathes of ice, long-range cannons from three major fleets all aimed at the distant horizon. 。Quietly waiting. 。Everyone is waiting for the arrival of this important moment. 。This might also be a moment of life and death for mankind!

Dong Zi'an was at the forefront of the Western Army Corps defense line. His crimson werewolf mecha was so conspicuous.

Let every Western soldier be able to see clearlyirectly appoint, unless you become the Blood God. 。Like him, wanting to be promoted to the rank of Major General requires approval from the Federal Military Department. 。"Damn it!" With a furious roar...