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After rushing out of his camp…
Battlefield Cheerleader pulled out his binoculars and glanced across the field, finally catching a glimpse of the approaching figures, letting out a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness.
It was Darkest who were leading the fools.
Looks like the new wave of feeders for him to get more merit was from the Storm Corps.
Compared to the reckless brutes of the Death Corps, this batch might at least put on a bit of a proper performance.
About 100 people lay prone 500 meters out, using the cover of uneven terrain to dig foxholes with shovels, planning to dig their way forward as they went.
Seeing his comrades so committed to the bit, Battlefield Cheerleader decided to return the favor with some real effort. He turned to Beaufort...



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