In 200 AD, Chinese New Year's Eve, this day is a day for people in the world who are immersed in the joy and happiness of entering the new era of the 21st century.

However, this day, for Beitang Yaori, is a day that he will never forget.

- Bang!

At 0:00:01 a.m. in the new century, Maniela Song Island fired cannons.

The whole world is celebrating the arrival of a new year and a new era with cannon salutes, but it is the beginning of cruelty and bloodshed on Maniela Song Island.

Eighteen-year-old Brigadier General, Ulysses Cage took part in a real battle for the first time.

Cruelty, gunsmoke, artillery fire, bloody corpses, comrades-in-arms fell in front of him one by one, the pressure of the federal military administration, the first elite hundred outstanding soldiers, all died overnight.

The sky was dark and filled with gunsmoke, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood and burnt skin, which was disgusting.

The black brigadier general's uniform was covered with mud and blood, and Ulysses looked at the last fallen comrade in front of him, and for the first time he was unwilling to shed tears.

- Brigadier General Cage, this is false information, we were designed, all 107 fighters, all killed.

Brigadier General Cage, the boy with the Union flag was Jason, he was just sixteen years old, and in the morning, he smiled and told me that after the battle, he was going home to see his girlfriend. Now, he'll never go back.

- Brigadier Cage, go, go! We were sneak attacked, it was him, it was the kid, he was the mole!

- Brigadier General Cage, the last order of the superiors, no matter how much combat strength we have left, we must let you return to the Federation safely, even if it costs with your life!

- Brigadier General Cage, please go, go!

- Rumble————

"Hmm——!!"

Beido Bright Sun opened his eyes sharply and sat up from the bed.

The fine sweat on his forehead slowly flowed down his handsome jaw, and his chest rose and pounded violently.

In front of me, it seems that there is still a sea of gunsmoke and fire, charred corpses and cannon fodder all over the mountains.

It's a dream......

The habitual nervous headache flared up again, and Beitang Yaori slowly rubbed his temples with his thumb.

It was not a dream, it was the first battle he participated in and led after receiving the qualification certificate of major general at the Federal Military Academy, and ended in a defeat with absolute defeat.

The events of more than ten years ago still make Beitang Yaori still fresh in his memory.

No matter what he does, he is at ease, no matter what he does, he is confident in his hands, and absolute excellence does not allow him to make the slightest mistake.

And that battle of Manilasong is the most defeating and humiliating bloody fact that Beitang Yaori will never forget.

It's just because of his carelessness that everyone died.

Closing his eyes, Kitado Sunny took a deep breath to calm down his violently beating heart.

The image of a teenager came to mind, an evil smile that did not match his age, a thin body, and a scorpion tattoo on his bare arm on his left shoulder.

- Punishment one!

Beitang Yaori will never forget this name, this terrifying little boy who owes Beitang Yaori and carries more than 100 innocent lives.

"Flare ......"

The soft whisper in his ears brought Beitang Yaori back to reality.

Turning his head, Beitang Yaori saw a worried face.

Lin Nuanxi looked at the unwilling and frightened pale face on Beitang Yaori's face, and frowned.