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In the west of China, at the end of the sky, a long line of defense is winding like a giant dragon, stretching across the vast land.

This steel wall is the defense line of the Western Military District. It is indestructible, blocking all monsters and disasters from the west, and guarding the tranquility and peace within the country.

Fang Ming rode the red dragon Shyvana, soaring in the blue sky, and the sound of the dragon's wings flapping echoed in the air, like the sound of nature.

He stared at the majestic defense line in front of him, and an inexplicable pride and awe surged in his heart.

Suddenly, a strange voice suddenly sounded in Fang Ming's ears, like thunder: "The Western Military District is in wartime, please identify yourself." The voice was clear and powerful, hitting the heart directly.

Fang Ming was stunned, shook his head left and right, and tried to find the source of the sound with a sharp gaze.

However, there was nothing around except the whistling wind and the mountains in the distance.

Kailan Hall also showed an expression of doubt, but her eyes were more confident and calm.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the voice transmission of the mind mage."

Kailan Hall's voice sounded in Fang Ming's ears. She tilted her head slightly, with a gleam of wisdom in her eyes.

"This spell can transmit your voice thousands of miles away and accurately sound in the target's heart."

Fang Ming suddenly realized it after hearing it.

He nodded, but couldn't help muttering in his heart: This mind mage's method is really amazing.

However, new problems followed one after another.

Fang Ming looked at the empty sky, his heart was at a loss: "But how do I reply now?"

He turned his head to look at Kailan Hall, hoping to get an answer from her.

Kailan Hall shook his head slightly, with a trace of helplessness on his face: "Although I have heard of this method, it is the first time I have seen it. I don't know how to respond."

Fang Ming had no choice but to bite the bullet and shout at the top of his voice: "I am Fang Ming, a student of Beijing University, come to perform the mission!"

His voice echoed in the air, as if to penetrate the clouds and reach the sky.

However, after shouting, there was silence. Fang Ming frowned and was about to shout again.

Just then, a gentle and firm voice sounded again: "Authentication successful, General Fang Ming, welcome to your arrival."

After the voice fell, Fang Ming was stunned. He looked down at himself, and an inexplicable doubt surged in his heart: "When did I become a general?"

He tried to recall, and suddenly a fragment flashed in his mind-that was the battle in which he killed the seven powerful men.

"I guess it was the credit for killing the seven powerful men."

Fang Ming muttered to himself, with a bitter smile on his face. Unexpectedly, this battle actually directly promoted him to the position of general. General, this title sounds really majestic and awe-inspiring.

Just as Fang Ming was immersed in his thoughts, he heard the gentle voice again: "General Fang Ming, the marshal invites you, please follow my guidance."

The voice carried a trace of unquestionable majesty and respect.

Fang Ming's heart trembled when he heard it. He looked up into the distance and saw a faint light flickering in the air, as if it was a beacon guiding him forward.

He took a deep breath and said to Kailan Hall: "It seems that we have to go through."

Kailan Hall nodded, with determination and expectation in his eyes. She gently patted Shyvana's dragon back, signaling it to continue moving forward. The red dragon Shyvana let out a low dragon roar, flapped its wings and flew high, rushing in the direction indicated by the light.

As Shyvana flew, Fang Ming and Kailan Hall gradually approached the line of defense.

They could see that the line of defense was full of busy soldiers and advanced weapons and equipment, and a solemn and murderous atmosphere was blowing in their faces. Fang Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This Western Military Region is really worthy of its reputation!

Fang Ming followed the guidance of the faint light honestly and moved forward all the way. The wings of the red dragon Shyvana drew graceful arcs in the air, taking them through the clouds and gradually approaching the military fortress.

Finally, in front of a majestic military fortress, Fang Ming slowly got off the dragon's back.

His eyes were instantly attracted by a heroic female soldier.

She was wearing a tight-fitting battle armor, outlining the perfect body curve, and her long hair was neatly tied behind her head, revealing a beautiful and resolute face.

Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle, as if she could see through everything. At this moment, she was holding a long sword, standing upright at the entrance of the fortress, waiting for a long time.

"Welcome General Fang Ming!"

The female soldier's voice was crisp and pleasant, but not without majesty.

She introduced herself, "I am the commander of the Second Corps of the Western Military Region, my name is Zhong Xin. I am also the one who guides you.division. "

Fang Ming was slightly surprised when he heard this, and then nodded to express his gratitude.

He turned his head to look at Kailan Hall, who also nodded slightly, with curiosity and expectation in his eyes.

Under the leadership of Zhong Xin, Fang Ming and Kailan Hall entered the military fortress.

The red dragon Shivana turned into a stream of light and merged into Fang Ming's shadow, as if merging with him.

As soon as he stepped into the fortress, Fang Ming felt a strong atmosphere of military management.

There were busy soldiers all around, wearing uniform armor, holding various equipment, and marching in unison.

The various facilities were in order, not much different from what he had seen in the southern military region before, but with a bit more solemnity.

Fang Ming followed Zhong Xin all the way, turning around, passing through a series of solid steel gates, and walking through a series of narrow corridors.

He noticed that every part of the fortress was full of surveillance cameras and alarm devices, obviously to deal with possible emergencies.

"This place is really heavily guarded. "

Fang Ming said to himself, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Hearing this, Zhong Xin smiled and said, "This is natural. The current situation is turbulent, and we have to be vigilant at all times."

Finally, under the leadership of Zhong Xin, Fang Ming came to a spacious office.

She knocked on the door gently, and after getting a response, she pushed the door open and motioned Fang Ming and Kailan Hall to go in.

Fang Ming walked into the office and saw that the room was spacious and bright, and all around were various military maps and battle plans.

Behind a large desk, sat a figure. The man was tall and wore heavy armor, like a moving mountain.

His face was firm and unyielding, and his eyes revealed a kind of aura of majesty without anger.

Next to him stood a long iron rod, which was covered with traces of time, as if it had witnessed the baptism of countless battles.

Zhong Xin saluted respectfully to the man and said, "Marshal, Major General Fang Ming is here. "

Fang Ming also hurriedly saluted and said, "Fang Ming greets the Marshal."

The man raised his head slightly and looked at Fang Ming with a sharp gaze.

He smiled slightly and introduced himself, "I am the Marshal of the Western Military Region, Sun Jianye. General Fang Ming is really a hero in his youth. I have heard a lot about your deeds."

"Whether it is President Song, Marshal Dai or Marshal Qing, they all praise you. A while ago, you won a great merit and killed seven alien warriors! I also feel excited after hearing it!"

He was a little shy and said, "Marshal, you are too kind. This is what I should do."

Marshal Sun Jianye nodded, revealing some appreciation in his eyes.

He pointed to the sofa next to him and said, "General Fang Ming, please sit down. Let's have a good chat."