"It must succeed, it must succeed..." Wang Luoran muttered to herself, her eyes flickering with unyielding determination. She continuously experimented with various methods, her fingers flying across the equipment, sliding and tapping as if racing against time.
Time ticked away, and the battle entered a white-hot stage. Members of Team 1A struggled to break through an enemy ambush, their ammunition running dangerously low.
"Captain, we can't go on like this! We have to find a way to break out!" shouted Xiao Zhao. His face was etched with anxiety, and his rifle felt heavy in his hands as he neared the end of his supplies.
Chapter 332