"You don't have a fever?"
Old Li touched Dolap's smooth, hairless green forehead with his hand.
"Turning at this time would completely expose our flank to enemy fire."
"So what?"
Dolap looked as if he didn't care.
"We just got a reply from above. A support fleet will arrive soon. What's left for us if the regular army arrives?"
"Which one?"
"Griffin Legion."
"The one who loves burning glass the most?"
"Yeah."
Old Li's expression immediately became very serious. He dragged Li Nanxiang to the operating table, grabbed the microphone and stuffed it into her hand.
"I'll give you a chance to show off and make your stupid teammates surrender."
"It doesn't do anything."
Li Nanxiang wanted to refuse.
From the bridge view, it can be clearly seen that the incoming mecha is painted gold.
This was the insignia of the Imperial Guard of Caesar III.
As the captain of the Dawn Team and a leading female operator in the entire Double Corona Empire, Li Nanxiang knew the true character of the Emperor and his personal guards.
These people will receive rigorous training and hypnotic suggestion from an early age, and then the suggestion will become more and more profound as they grow older.
These guards look like ordinary people on a daily basis, but when they are carrying out orders, they are simply killing machines who don't listen to a single human word.
"Listen to me, this may be your last chance."
He put his hands on Li Nanxiang's shoulders, and the single eye on his forehead opened wide.
"If those mechas hadn't stopped their offensive before those Earth lunatics arrived, those on the ship might be the last survivors of your species."
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