Coordination

The City Garrison was still watching the spectacle, unaware that the sky was practically falling at the bunker.

The one who had just shouted "Enemy attack!" was none other than the bunker's sole A-ranker, the man in charge of this Pioneering Group.

He was a seasoned pioneer who had seen more than his share of every kind of dirty trick.

Tonight was not his watch—in fact, A-rankers did not need to stand watch—but he had not been in deep sleep either.

The noise woke him, and in less than three seconds, he reached a conclusion—an enemy attack!

Evidence? There was no need for any. This was a veteran soldier's instinct.

If they waited until they found evidence before making arrangements, they could die a hundred times over! Even if he was wrong, it would only be a false alarm. What could happen? On a proper battlefield, falsely reporting military intelligence could get someone executed, but that was not a consideration in this kind of battle. Caution was what mattered most.

There was no such thing as a battle situation in this small-scale conflict, but people could really die!

Yet just as he shouted, an abnormal Coercive Pressure slammed down on him—yes, slammed.

A Supreme's coercive pressure could steadily suppress an A-ranker, while an A-ranker with a Mental Attribute could lord it over their peers with Mental Attacks.

So what would it feel like for a Mental Attribute Supreme to attack an A-ranker? Naturally, it was a slam! A crushing blow! Qu Jianlei did not hold back at all with this attack, then immediately launched Mental Strength attacks at several B-rankers in succession.

Would that leave traces of a Mental Attack? He was not particularly worried about that.

Times had changed. He now had comrades. All he needed to do was