"This change is a warning for us. It means future battles will be more complex!"
"What a real pain..."
Han Ruoxi leaned back against the wall and let out a long sigh.
"If even the Insect Race is starting to use tactics, we're going to have a hard time from now on!"
"What's there to be afraid of? No matter how much they evolve, they're still just insects, right?"
Sun Yang fiddled with his Pulse Gun, squeezing out a confident smile.
"We're called the Insect Hunter Squad for a reason! No matter how many of them there are, I can take them out one shot at a time. Quick and clean!"
"Then how come you only hit three of them just now?"
Shen Qiuyue twisted the knife out of nowhere. Her tone was calm, yet her words were like a sharp blade stabbing straight into Sun Yang's pride.
"Shen Qiuyue! Can't you cut me some slack?"
Sun Yang glared at her, his face flushing with anger.
"That was a tactical... a tactical conservation of ammo! Get it?"
"That's enough. Stop arguing!"
