Ten Days to the End: Zhao Haibo's Redemption

I. My name is Zhao Haibo. They call me the Scholar. I have always been confident in my calculating abilities and vast knowledge, even a little conceited. Yet during a critical mission in this Endgame, fate played a cruel joke on me. Smoke billowed across the battlefield, and dust filled the air. I was stationed in the rear, gripping my pen tightly, my back rigid with tension like a fully drawn bowstring. Beads of sweat rolled down my forehead and dripped onto the page covered in densely packed figures. All around me was a cacophony of noise: my comrades shouting, weapons roaring, heavy footsteps,