Yu Lin finished reviewing the intel and gave a succinct assessment.
"Greenskins... they're a nuisance, that's all. Hard to wipe out, but not much of a direct threat."
Carlo stroked his chin. "The key is to find the Primordial Acupoint," he added. "The environment on the Death Planet is complex. It'll take time."
"Then it's settled."
Linzhou made the call. "There's no time to lose. We'll gear up immediately and head out."
"Alright."
Qin Feng nodded.
The four of them immediately headed to the power armor maintenance bay.
Qin Feng deftly retrieved his "Punisher I-Class" power armor from his Subspace Storage Unit. As his identity was confirmed, cold mechanical arms extended from both sides, piece by piece installing a set of heavy, menacing, Warhammer-esque power armor components onto his body.
KLANG... CLANK...
