"I've sent it to your terminals!"
Bai Lin tapped a few keys on his keyboard and pushed up his glasses.
"Let's move out!"
The team boarded their combat vehicle and headed toward the northern mining district.
On the way, Sun Yang chattered nonstop.
"So, what's the deal with this Rebel Army? Why are they always mixed up with the Insect Race? Aren't they afraid the insects will just turn on them and eat them all?"
"Don't underestimate the enemy."
Shen Qiuyue said, leaning back in her seat with her eyes closed.
"The fact that they can cooperate with the Insect Race means they have some tricks up their sleeve. Don't get careless."
"You're right, Sister Qiuyue!"
Sun Yang nodded, then started analyzing the situation again.
"But still, I don't think they'll be able to escape from our grasp this time.
Our Captain is so strong, he just has to make a move and any rebels will be on their knees, begging for mercy!"
