"Da-da-da———!!"
Gunfire erupted.
When Fang Zheng opened his eyes, he could clearly see the bright red flames and explosions in the distance under the night sky, with the sound of gunfire incessant. Warplanes roared past, and he could even faintly make out the flashes emitted by the artillery and tanks positioned at the defensive line.
"The battle has begun,"
Fang Zheng yawned out of boredom, half-squinting as he stood up and stretched. The other children had also woken up by then, quickly packing up their belongings, wearing anxious and grave expressions as they looked toward the battlefield. Since Fang Zheng didn't speak, the children simply watched quietly from the side, their eyes filled with unease and worry.
Could the Self-Defense Force achieve victory?