"No problem, Captain!" Han Ruoxi said with a faint smile, her fingers already gently wrapped around the controller's switch. "I definitely won't let my hand tremble this time!"
"Sun Yang, don't be so quick to shoot. Wait until the Insect Race breaks our line before you open fire. Don't waste ammunition!" Li Chang'an continued to command.
"Relax. I'm the fire support expert, so I definitely won't do anything rash!" Sun Yang nodded, aiming his Pulse Gun at the Insect Race charging toward them.
Shen Qiuyue stood to Li Chang'an's left, the High-Energy Dueling Sword in her hand emitting a faint glow.
Her expression was calm, her gaze locked ahead, ready to strike at a moment's notice.
Bai Lin stood at the rear of the formation, rapidly adjusting the Tactical Feedback System. He periodically glanced down to check the data, ensuring every squad member's status and tactical position remained optimal.
"Fifty meters!" Bai Lin suddenly warned in a low voice.
