"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Captain. I meant clearing the perimeter wouldn't be hard, but if you want me to go first… that doesn't really fit my job description. I'm ranged fire support!"
Han Ruoxi burst out laughing and asked teasingly.
"Sun Yang, who was it just now bragging about being able to take on Martial Artists? Why the cold feet now?"
"Cold feet?" Sun Yang's eyes went wide.
"I'm just being strategic! If a fight breaks out, fire support is crucial. Without me, wouldn't you lose your strongest damage dealer?"
Shen Qiuyue, sitting near the cockpit and leaning on her sword hilt, said coldly.
"Enough. Stop arguing.
The Captain isn't kidding. When the fighting really starts, Sun Yang, your fire support has to be precise.
If you start shooting wildly like you did on the training grounds again, don't blame me for dealing with you afterward!"
Sun Yang shrank back and put on a placating smile.
