“What?! The General was here in the Southern Plains?”

“When was this?”

“Why wasn’t I informed?”

However, Levi offered no explanations.

He stood by the window and waited silently.

The sun slowly rose above the horizon, illuminating the pitch-black sky.

He glanced at his clock.

It was seven o’clock in the morning.

With a walkie-talkie in his hand, he gave his order, “Attack!”

The sound of the war trumpet reverberated throughout the military region.

Thousands of combat aircraft took off.

Following that, column after column of tanks, armored vehicles, and convoys proceeded in an intimidating formation toward Mt. Thunder Pass.

At the same time, James was outside the central command at the top of Mt. Thunder.

It was daybreak. If everything went as planned, Levi should have mobilized the army.

He returned to the room. Looking at the generals, he addressed them tersely, “Mt. Thunder Pass shall be the final resting place of the hundred-thousand men of the twenty-eigh