"As long as there's anything we can help with, just say the word."
Boyle pressed her right hand to her chest and spoke earnestly:
At that moment, Su Wen, Angelia, Boyle, and the other members of the Resistance Army stood on a temporarily constructed interstellar platform in the somewhat bustling starport, saying their farewells.
The surrounding area was made up of all kinds of abandoned spacecraft wreckage and hastily erected metal structures.
Flickering lights stood out sharply against the darkness of space.
Yet they also reflected the determination and defiance in the eyes of every Resistance Army member.
All of them knew exactly what Rhine Mr. had accomplished within the Thirteenth Non-Purification Zone, so they merely saluted Su Wen in silence.
But the first thing these Resistance Army advance personnel needed to do was rendezvous with the Resistance Army base here.
Then, they had to relay the news to Lawson Jones and the others who remained on the planet in the Thirteenth Non-Purification Zone.
In other words, their time was also extremely limited.
As for this silent yet solemn scene, Su Wen merely returned their salute with an easy smile.
He was not a member of the Resistance Army, so naturally he could not take part in their upcoming rendezvous operation.
Of course,
he also understood:
Since he had previously used the Interstellar Transport Company to carry out the rescue operation for these Resistance Army members, the company's higher-ups should already know about it.
But because he knew the history of the Third Era, he could almost see the gloomy faces and calculating gazes of the Transport Company executives.
He knew they would meet again soon.
An unavoidable confrontation was imminent.
But at that moment, Su Wen revealed an extremely mysterious smile, the gentle confidence of a strategist:
"By the