Perhaps all three major military academies had guessed this point, secretly guarding against Amelia's surprise attack, but they could not blatantly hand over victory to the other side when the stalemate persisted. Therefore, Wind Thunder and St. Calina, which led in points, tried to suppress each other without giving in, inadvertently leaving a loophole for Golden Sword Academy, which had the lowest points.

In fact, Apophis had already been subtly controlling the pace in secret, intending to rally all his armed forces to take down the battle once and for all at the last moment.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of the three military academies, Amelia played her risky game silently, keeping an eye on the increasing points obtained from her attacks, she never communicated with Ophelia and the Haier Brothers. Once she called, she would inevitably expose her location, making it impossible to recover at that point. Therefore, she would not choose to make a move until the very last moment, when the three military academies had exhausted their last cards.

The opportunity only presents itself once; she had to wait until the undercover personnel of the three major military academies withdrew from the open posts and joined the battle of Area 491 for the best time to strike. In fact, even Zi Mou couldn't remain calm, and it was by taking advantage of this that Amelia won the adversarial battle.

The Wind Thunder Military Academy, St. Calina Special Academy, Golden Sword Academy, and of course, Yingland, each of these four teams had three known open posts. As long as she could take down the other nine open posts of the remaining military academies, along with the points gained from the previous battle with Wind Thunder, she wouldn't have to worry about defeating the hidden posts.

The situation resembled four monks running out of water; everyone thought Amelia was out of combat power, but she managed to surpass her competitors at the last moment, quickly drawing from the enemy's resources. Amelia proved herself to be the most famous young commander of the Federation.

If Zi Mou were to say he didn't regret it, it would be impossible. There was some regret, as he had miscalculated. It was Amelia who had truly made no miscalculations.

She didn't expect the opponent to accelerate their attack on the posts. Based on her judgment, the opponent took nearly four minutes from point 11024 to 11656. In other words, the distance from 11656 to the extended coordinate 11217 was longer, so it should have taken Yingland a longer time. Who would have known that this was actually a psychological tactic by Amelia; she had fully anticipated Zi Mou's mindset.

By now, it was obvious without much thought, those who attacked the three posts were indeed the Yingland Ophelia. Only she could have that kind of speed.

However, from Feng Yi's perspective, Zi Mou did not lose. Amelia just had a longer term view, which admittedly came with considerable risk.

People may plan, but fate determines the outcome. Disgrace? No, Feng Yi, as a soldier on the battlefield, has never thought so. Just do what you can and let everything else be. He is not the soul of this team, and in the real battlefield, there is no absolute perfect tactic.

A day-long infantry contest ended, and military enthusiasts and off-site spectators who watched the live broadcast were quite satisfied. Some citizens just set up tables on the periphery, drinking and watching the live broadcast. What they appreciated was not the combat, but the use of tactics. Amelia, Zi Mou, Kuang Qi, and Apophis, the four commanders each had their own strengths. It was hard to judge who was stronger or weaker. If Amelia hadn't taken the risk, the other three military academies would have had a chance of winning.

Principal Daniel had no choice but to take a new look at Wind Thunder today. This military contest resulted in either a championship or a second place. As a perennial runner-up, Golden Sword was under some pressure. In previous years, Zi Mou was an excellent commander, and the overall quality of Wind Thunder was relatively low, but it seemed that Wind Thunder had caught up this year. Amidst the applause of the generals, Daniel was also sweating.

On the other hand, Weirbo looked pleased. Frankly, if Daniel had no hope, did Weirbo have too much hope? Not at all. As long as they beat Golden Sword, it was Wind Thunder's victory. After all, you can only eat one bite at a time.

The fading sunset was particularly dazzling, casting a thick layer of sparkling fireworks into the sky. The light reflected in the eyes of the people, and for a moment, the 491 plains fell into a brief silence. Apart from the cheers off the Yingland group, the faces of the other major military academies were not looking good, and some were even crying on the spot...

At that moment, it was as if everyone had had their strength drained in an instant and collapsed to the ground. Some started to eat, others leaned shoulder-to-shoulder, staggering, constantly searching for their own team...

"Buddy, it's over." Those soldiers who had fallen on the ground due to injury helped their totally exhausted brothers off the ground.

Shortly afterward, dozens of medical personnel also rushed out from the lifting machine, hastily bandaging the wounds of soldiers who were injured but had not left the battlefield.

Angelina approached Feng Yi, her hair fluttering in the breeze, blocking half of her cheek. "Is the sky really that beautiful? What are you thinking about?"

"I want to cry."

Angelina was surprised by his response and let out a confused, "Huh?"

"That's impossible. I'm not that sentimental. Actually, I've been thinking about what to eat tonight." Feng Yi saw a hint of disappointment in her eyes. "Are you really concerned about this outcome?"

"Of course, Wind Thunder is my alma mater. You seem to have no sense of loss at all."

"It's not necessary to wear every emotion on my face. As a matter of fact, I don't really care about the results of the competition. I just do my best."

"Hehe, you really are different from normal people. I think your future will be quite interesting. Don't forget about Wind Thunder and everyone else when you succeed in the future."

Feng Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly. It was rare to hear such strange words from Angelina. It seemed that this defeat had affected her too.

The sky gradually darkened, and the fluorescent flowers illuminating the fluorescent forest, the soldiers from the four major military academies quickly returned to the parade ground, stepping both heavily and lightly... When they entered the Hengyu Battleship, the aroma of roasted meat instantly whetted everyone's appetite.

However, they had failed today and it seemed like everyone was a bit reserved.

Weirbo's order was simple: enjoy food and drink as you please. His explanation was straightforward—it was victory for Wind Thunder to defeat Golden Sword Academy. Although they lost some points at the last moment, no one would care about that small difference.

They would rest tomorrow, and on the third day, all soldiers would have nothing to do. That would be the time for Zi Mou and other battlefield commanders to compete in macro-level tactical maneuvers. Of course, the macro-maneuvers could only be carried out in front of a virtual combat machine. Running out into space would be playing with their lives—never mind human lives—destruction of even the cheapest small transport ship would cost tens of thousands of Federal Coins, which they could not afford.

Although the soldiers were depressed, they grew accustomed as they drank. Soon, the dining hall of the Hengyu was filled with the hubbub of voices and the clinking of glasses.

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