Difficult Choice

After spending a few seconds devising the classic slacking tactic of putting on a show and calling it a day.

The Captain of the Transmigrator Tactical Squad did not bother with any hollow, useless excuses.

He directly laid out every key point of the matter to his teammates.

He thoroughly explained that the target was troublesome, and that putting on a show would be enough.

Most of the transmigrators had no objections to that.

As people who had only recently joined this place, they fundamentally had no loyalty to Great Britain to speak of.

They had come here to take up positions merely because each side had something to gain.

It was materialistic and realistic.

Risk their lives?

Pick fights with powerful enemies for no reason?

No way~

Besides, now that even their Captain had led the team to surrender at the fifteen-minute mark, naturally they had even less intention of being hardheaded fools willing to die for the cause.

However, although slackers made up the majority, there were naturally still people who held different views.

For example, there was a blond man who looked only in his twenties, wore a military uniform, and stood as straight as a telephone pole.

As someone who had originally been from Great Britain and had once served in the special forces.

The blond man's sense of identification with Great Britain and loyalty toward Great Britain far surpassed everyone else's.

In fact, if his strength had not been somewhat lacking, he would have been the first choice for the position of Tactical Squad Captain.

And in order to win over this utterly loyal man, the Great Britain government had shown him great respect. Not only had it given him substantial material rewards, it had also directly granted him the rank he had held in