"Everyone... is the backbone of the army!"
Major General Luo Zhenjiang's voice echoed in the austere meeting hall, carrying the weight of steel.
He looked around at the officers about to enter the labyrinth on their mission, his eyes, weathered with experience, stirred with complex emotions hard to describe.
If it weren't for the tense situation on the western front needing to match the progress on the eastern front and complete the Governor's Mansion's "pincer encirclement" tactic.
Luo Zhenjiang would never want to press all the top forces of the western front in just to seek a breakthrough in the labyrinth!
The lieutenant general took a deep breath, a sound that was exceptionally clear in the pin-drop silent meeting hall.
Then, he slowly opened his mouth, delivering not just an unmistakable order but also imbued with the solemnity and trust of a veteran:
"Every one of you is the sharpest blade and the toughest shield of our Dongxia western line.
