ng!" Left hand, one hundred fifty-three kilograms.“Bang!” Right hand, one hundred and sixty-four kilograms.Patting his forehead where there was no sweat, Xie Xaio let out a breath. He had finally sur..."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 clearly the magnificent colorful murals adorning both the pillars and the ceiling. 。These murals are resplendent, adorned with landscapes and figures, as if depicting a story. 。The mural records the story o...