The intercepted call was hung up by one party.
Inside the temporary supply station.
Wang Jixuan curled his lip. "I suddenly understand what the artistry of profanity is."
"They really are going to retaliate against Fortress No. 82."
Black Instructor stroked his chin, deep in thought.
Wang Jixuan asked, "Will they directly destroy Fortress No. 82?"
"They probably aren't insane enough to directly destroy an entire fortress, but the extremists within the Psionic Management Committee likely have severe anti-human tendencies."
Black Instructor said coldly:
"War Zone D3, which clashed head-on with Psionic Capital six years ago, once had a fortress of five hundred thousand people whose Upper City was destroyed overnight. Seventy to eighty thousand people were killed or injured in that tragedy.
"Besides that, a fortress's overall ecosystem is also quite fragile. Once certain epidemic viruses appear, they can easily infect an entire level, causing thousands or even tens of thousands of casualties in a short time.
"And the predecessor of the 13th Institute, those biological laboratories, had been cultivating deadly viruses back in the Golden Age, serving as executioners for certain hegemonic nations."
Wang Jixuan: ...
Daoist Wang desperately needed a term more vicious than Demonic Cult.
He asked, "What do we do next? Evacuate all of Fortress No. 82?"
"We can only protect the civilians as best we can, actively meet the challenge, and let them come."
Black Instructor said calmly:
"Although having the battlefield on our side will indeed put us at a disadvantage everywhere, as long as they still want revenge, the situation can continue escalating.
"Wang Zheng, focus on your research from here on. Don't worry about any of this. I'll transfer enough troops over.
"The Sari Desert is a fine place... a fine place to bury psionicists' ambitions."
Peony listened carefully from the