Born Death God

"The situation at the front is better than expected. Much better."

Looking at the latest battle report, most of the others in the command room looked delighted, but Lu PingAn frowned.

Wasn't it a good thing that the battle was progressing smoothly? It was, but things had gone far too smoothly—beyond expectations. And in Lu PingAn's experience, that meant there was something fishy and wrong about it.

"How many times have those department heads gone to the front in the past twenty-four hours?"

"Li Qiwei, deputy minister of the Production Department—the executive deputy and a company director—appeared once. He fought for two minutes, killed two of ours, then withdrew when he encountered our Hunting Squad. Our people said he didn't seem to be taking it very seriously."

"Minister Benjamin of the Security Department came up twice, and we drove him back both times. That bald female minister from the Research Department hasn't come up. Several ministers from the Hunter Department have been pretty fierce, though. One of them even died. To be honest, they're being a little half-hearted."

After fighting to this point, both sides had gained a certain understanding of each other's high-level combat power.

The Aus's high-level main force consisted of those ministers and deputy ministers. As company dogs, their treatment, benefits, and resources were clearly far superior to those of ordinary Professionals.

They were well-equipped, generally had several Tier 5 or 6 classes, and each commanded a dozen elite subordinates with considerable strength and loyalty.

Lu PingAn had personally gone onto the battlefield and fought them several times. Every encounter had been rather difficult.

"Too few of them are coming out to work."

Lu PingAn found it strange. The current battle had forcibly dragged both sides into an urban fight that was a meat grinder. In that