Sun Yang was still buckling his boots, but he paused at the words.
"This early? What's the mission? It's not another simulation, is it?"
"Not a simulation!"
Li Chang'an shot him a glance.
"This time, it's the real deal. A few Insect Race scout units—possibly a forward patrol—have appeared near the base. We need to clean them out quickly.
The mission isn't difficult, but don't let your guard down!"
"Insect Race scout units?"
Han Ruoxi frowned.
"Is it just our squad going? Or will other teams be joining us?"
"For now, just us!"
Li Chang'an snapped the briefing folder shut.
"Liu Na said this is a training opportunity. She wants to see how we perform!"
"So, this is a test, then?"
Shen Qiuyue walked over, clipping her Dueling Sword to her waist.
"Alright then. The sooner we finish, the sooner we're back. No dragging our feet!"
Sun Yang scratched his head, looking troubled.
