As the rain in the south became increasingly scarce, the skies in the north suddenly cleared once more. The dark clouds finally dispersed, allowing sunlight to penetrate through the gaps in the clouds and illuminate the damp earth.
The soldiers of the Dahua Empire lifted their heads in the muddy trenches to gaze at the sky above, remembering what a swarm of planes, like locusts covering the sky, had looked like the last time it had cleared.
The terrifying howl of the Great Tang Kingdom's tactical bombers had kept them awake at night, and just recalling it made them shiver uncontrollably.
It was indeed an unforgettable memory; the Stuka Dive Bombers emitted a loud, piercing hum as they dived from thousands of meters above, causing everyone to cower in the trenches, resigned to their fate.
Now, only a few days later, with the skies clear once again, the air force of the Tang Country would surely visit their defensive lines again.
