Titrick, Alliance Army forward assembly area, 4:20 a.m.
The temperature is only nine degrees Celsius.
The cold night of the desert contrasts sharply with the scorching heat of the day, and the breath of the soldiers condenses into white mist in front of the night vision goggles.
No one speaks, only the faint sounds of equipment clashing and the occasional muffled cough.
This is a half-collapsed warehouse ruin, 800 meters from the target auto repair shop zone, and 1,200 meters from the school building complex.
The walls still have bullet holes and cracks caused by explosions, with rubble and rusty metal fragments scattered on the ground.
This is the departure point for Alpha Company and Bravo Company.
"Final equipment check."
The voice comes from the depths of the warehouse, deep and clear.
The speaker is the Alpha Company commander, nicknamed "Old Man."
