The psychic interference device disrupted long-range communications equally for both sides. As the output power of the psychic interference field reached its peak, the entire manor seemed to become a swamp, with all information trapped inside it.
Only at very close range could communication equipment barely function.
However, this kind of interference was no big deal to the players. The players who had died earlier had already brought the situation here to the official website, and after Fang Chang logged off, he quickly learned from the mission page that reinforcements were on the way.
Yet at this moment, the Executor squads inside the manor had no idea that the Alliance's Heart of Steel was on its way to Jin Chuan Province. Nor did they know that the apostles of this settlement had contracted the place out to mutants for cleanup.
Otherwise, these Executors would definitely have cursed their mothers.
Getting bloodthirsty mutants to distinguish friend from foe was harder than teaching a pig to talk. Sharing a trench with those beasts was an extremely dangerous thing.
Thus, even though the Torch Church and the Q Tribe had formed an alliance, they rarely acted together and usually handled their own battlefields.
Watching the transport plane leave the villa, a trace of annoyance flashed through Li Jie's eyes. But just then, a scarlet flare suddenly rose from the direction of the annex and hung in the center of the pitch-black sky.
"It's from the annex." Staring at the scarlet flare, an Executor standing not far behind Li Jie said in a low voice, "Something probably happened to Wu Zhe!"
Hearing that, the Executors showed surprised expressions and exchanged glances.
They were only dealing with a little mouse that had slipped into the laboratory...
With Wu Zhe's skills and the equipment he carried,