When the Viper transport aircraft returned again, it was already two in the morning.
Arriving on the same flight, besides Gale and the twelve members of the Killer Dagger Brothers, was Ms. Chen Yutong, an active researcher from the scientific expedition team.
Seeing Chen Yutong jump out of the cabin, Old White's face showed a trace of surprise. He stepped forward and asked her,
"Why are you here?"
"Wasn't the psychic interference device here malfunctioning? The Administrator asked me to come restore it to normal..."
Glancing around at the bloody mess, Chen Yutong felt her stomach churn. She tore her gaze away from the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, looked Old White over from head to toe, and asked with concern,
"You weren't hurt, were you?"
Old White said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry,
"What could possibly happen to me? There were only around twenty of them."
That Executioner Squad's equipment was indeed something else, but honestly, their combat strength was nothing remarkable. They relied too heavily on their gear, so it was only natural that they got looted.
What Old White did not know was that it was not because the Executioner Squad was weak, but because their own combat strength was somewhat excessive. Earning the Velanders' recognition took more than sheer strength.
With that team's capabilities, they might not necessarily defeat the Legion's young troops on a frontal battlefield, but infiltration, sabotage, incitement, poisoning, and the like were routine for them. Assassinating the upper ranks of a settlement was even easier.
For the Torch Church to seize such a vast territory and turn countless survivor settlements within its parish into puppets, at least half the credit had to go to the Tribunal.
Then again, that Executioner Squad had likewise never expected their optical camouflage