The war in D3 was burning;
Wang Jixuan's battle puppet refinement was progressing steadily;
The unexpected visitors outside Fortress No. 76, lacking intelligence on Meng Jin's battle with Xing Tian at Snow Mountain Base, were actively preparing their offensive.
"Are you sure? Xing Tian is here?"
After asking that question, Li Qiwei, an ordinary member of a squad from the Investigation Group, regretted it a little.
They had followed Xing Tian's Psionic Fluctuations here in the first place. It was their captain's special ability. Asking whether Xing Tian was really here was practically questioning their great captain, wasn't it?
His mouth really knew how to make the captain angry.
Especially in front of so many colleagues...
Sure enough, their captain's beautiful face turned cold, and she turned to glare fiercely at Li Qiwei.
"Don't interrupt unless you have something to say."
The peerlessly beautiful yet icy captain reprimanded him.
Fortunately, she did not say much else and continued discussing the attack plan with the other four squad captains from the Judgment Group and Destruction Group.
Li Qiwei breathed a sigh of relief.
He lowered his head and looked at the dashboard before him, staring at the fortress over a dozen kilometers away.
The glass of the dashboard reflected Li Qiwei's sharply defined features.
He did not know whether he liked being glared at by his captain.
Li Qiwei liked his captain very much;
But he did not dare say so.
Even though he was blond, blue-eyed, nearly six foot three, with an excellent physique and fairly decent B-Class Psionicist abilities, handsome features, and a good temperament, and was a young man who never indulged his desires... even with all those qualities combined, he still did not dare provoke a captain nine years his senior.
The captain was strong;
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