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On the outskirts of M City, around the Air Force base perimeter.
This had already become a heavily guarded war front, with several layers of barbed wire strung along the gravel path from the highway to the base fence. Soldiers, armed and vigilant, leaned against sandbag barriers, waiting for the enemy's arrival.
At this moment, the sun had just risen at dawn, and fortunately, the weather was clear and cloud-free today. With the help of the golden morning light, the entire desert landscape was visible.
"Yawn…" Taverley rubbed his dry eyes and looked dispiritedly at his squad leader Harry, "Sir, just who the hell are we supposed to fight?"
Their squad had been woken from their sleep late last night.
