Chapter 1084 - 387: If We Can’t Hold the Line, Then We Just Won’t

The star’s momentum was relentless, fiercely crashing onto a massive ice hill hundreds of meters away.

Boom——

The deafening roar shook the entire ice field.

The ice hill, several tens of meters high, was cleaved by the star’s impact as if by an invisible giant axe, instantly blowing the upper part into a cloud of flying ice crystal powder.

A terrifying chasm, over ten meters deep and several bus lengths wide, was clearly etched onto the ice field.

It stretched all the way to the horizon!

The ice surface on both sides of the chasm was as smooth as a mirror.

Just one punch!

A thousand Life Ghosts vanished without a trace, altering the terrain.

Silence enveloped the ice field!

Aside from the howling wind and snow, only the heavy panting of several hundred Federation soldiers remained.

They stared in disbelief at the divine-like figure ahead.

Looking at the massive chasm plowed by a single punch.

Looking at the hill, half of which had vanished at the end of the chasm...

Their minds were blank.

After some time, a voice filled with extreme shock emerged from the crowd.

"Fang...God Fang?! It’s Fang Qingyu!"

This thundering name instantly exploded among the silent soldiers.

"God Fang! It’s really God Fang!"

"Heaven! We’re saved!"

The ecstatic joy after surviving and the excitement of recognizing an idol.

Instantly overwhelmed the taut nerves of these soldiers, many of whom were so moved they wept with joy and collapsed to the ground.

Fang Qingyu slowly retracted his fist.

Turning around, his gaze calmly settled on the titles of this group of people.

At this moment, a middle-aged man, seemingly an officer, emerged from the crowd.

Suppressing the shock and excitement in his heart.

Stumbled out from the crowd.

His uniform was severely damaged, his face marked by frostbite and scratches, but his eyes remained clear.

He made an effort to straighten his spine, ran staggering to a few meters before Fang Qingyu, stood at attention, and delivered a standard military salute, his voice hoarse:

"Report, Colonel Fang! Arctic Great Wall’s 7th Logistics Transport Support Battalion, Company Commander Liu Zhenguo reporting!"

Fang Qingyu nodded slightly, his gaze falling on Liu Zhenguo’s face, his voice calm and unfazed: "Commander Liu, why are you appearing here?"

Upon hearing the words.

Liu Zhenguo’s face instantly displayed extreme confusion and bewilderment.

He instinctively turned to look at his equally perplexed soldiers behind him.

Then at the completely unfamiliar territory around him.

His tone filled with uncertainty and a sense of absurdity:

"Re-report, Colonel Fang! We... we’re not quite sure either."

He swallowed hard, trying to piece together his thoughts, "We originally set off from Great Wall’s Station 17 as ordered, transporting a batch of urgently needed medical supplies to the Black Stone Fortress main battlefield. On the way, we encountered a massive ambush by Life Ghosts, far too many for us to withstand."

Liu Zhenguo’s face showed lingering fear at the memory: "The battle was very brutal, with heavy casualties among our comrades. We could only fight while retreating, trying to shake off our pursuers and retreat back to a relatively safe area. We retreated for more than an hour, roughly an hour, always heading towards the Great Wall! But... but somehow, as we ran, the surrounding scenery completely changed, the Life Ghosts were increasing in number and strength, and then we ended up here, chased down by those animals... and then..."

He pointed to the massive chasm created by Fang Qingyu’s punch, his expression still one of incredulous bewilderment: "We encountered you."

"Retreating while fighting for over an hour?"

Lu Jiuyuan, standing behind Fang Qingyu, furrowed his brows, unable to help questioning with a deep voice, his tone full of doubt.

"Commander Liu, are you certain?"

"It’s true, sir!"

"We really were running towards the Great Wall."

"This place we’ve never been to before."

The soldiers behind Liu Zhenguo also chimed in different voices in agreement.

All of them bore the same expression of confusion, not appearing to be deceptive.

Fang Qingyu’s starry eyes slightly narrowed.

His gaze slowly swept across Liu Zhenguo and the faces of each soldier behind him.

Their eyes were open and genuine.

Only the relief of surviving the calamity and the deep bewilderment regarding the strange situation before them.

Not a hint of guilt or evasion.

It ruled out the possibility of lying.

But this only made things more bizarre...

Fang Qingyu spoke again, his voice still steady, yet carrying a soothing power: "Commander Liu, do you know where you are now?"

Liu Zhenguo shook his head in bewilderment, with a bitter smile: "Colonel Fang, we... we’re really lost. This place we’ve never seen on any map, nor has the patrol team mentioned it."

"Here." Fang Qingyu’s voice echoed clearly in every soldier’s ears, "is the rear of the main battlefield’s Cold Bone Fjord line, about fifty kilometers from Cold Bone Fjord, located on our must-pass route to Skeleton King Court. The straight-line distance from your departure at the Black Stone Fortress battlefield... exceeds twelve hundred kilometers."

"What?!"

"Rear of Cold Bone Fjord?!"

"Twelve hundred kilometers?! How is that possible?!"

"We only ran for over an hour!"

"Heaven! Where did we end up running to?!"

Fang Qingyu’s words instantly erupted among the hundreds of soldiers.

Exclamations, doubts, and discussions rose and fell.

Liu Zhenguo’s face went pale, his body swayed, nearly unable to stand firm.

This answer was more terrifying than being chased by Life Ghosts.

It had completely exceeded their realm of recognition and understanding.

Looking at the soldiers who instantly fell into panic and chaos.

Fang Qingyu’s brows slightly furrowed, calmly calling out.

"Wanqing."

"Present."

Su Wanqing, who had been quietly standing to the side and rear, immediately stepped forward.