"Roughly how many troops and what equipment do they have?"
He Ao looked at Scott's projection before him and asked slowly.
"It looks like just one mercenary group, a fully mechanized unit. There are currently no signs of an air force."
Scott replied quickly.
"I understand."
He Ao nodded lightly. "Keep a close watch on that mercenary group. Do your best to protect the trade caravans entering and leaving through the North City Gate. If there is an emergency, you may temporarily close the North City Gate. Sorry to trouble you."
"You're joking, sir. This is my duty."
Scott gave a military salute. "Understood!"
He Ao reached out and ended the call.
Watching the uniformed figure slowly dissipate before him, He Ao leaned back in his chair and gently rubbed his forehead.
A mechanized mercenary group had arrived from the north. While its strength might not be enough to directly breach the North City Gate, with its advanced equipment, it could still pin down the main force of the North City Defense Army at the northern gate.
In other words, the South City Defense Army would have to face the Ives Space System mercenary group and air force outside South Gate on its own.
Bang bang bang--
Crisp knocking came from outside the door.
He Ao reached out and pressed the door-opening button on his desk.
The office door opened. Tucker, standing outside, looked at He Ao with slight confusion. "Lynn, you wanted to see me?"
"There's something,"
He Ao gestured for Tucker to come over, then opened the map on his desk and pulled up the personal information of the warehouse owner near the South City Command Center. "This person should be in Saint Ilan District. Can you find him?"
Tucker walked to the desk, glanced at the file,