"It's fine. I like it." The burly man standing beside Xiao Guanghua spoke calmly. Clad in jet-black N-7 combat armor, he radiated a chilling aura of menace.
As he spoke, he casually brushed the dust off a pink rabbit toy hanging from his waist.
Justin Levis, Fourth Legion Commander.
Xiao Guanghua glanced at him. He had known Justin Levis for a long time, and his assessment of the man had always been the same: a terrifying killing machine.
Don't be fooled by the plush toy he always carried. In Xiao Guanghua's eyes, that made him even more frightening. He had placed every last trace of kindness and humanity within him entirely upon that stuffed toy. When he killed, he bore no burden whatsoever—more machine than a machine!
Just as every deranged serial killer in historical records had an obsessive side, Justin Levis was not deranged, but he saw nothing but the mission. So long as the mission required it, even if he had to slaughter a child, he would do so without hesitation. Only afterward would he pour out the negative emotions in his heart to the plush toy, allowing himself to remain cold and ruthless.
Xiao Guanghua nodded, then turned to a man on the other side who was wiping down a Frik alloy shield. He looked a full size smaller than Justin Levis, harmless enough, with an unfashionable middle-parted haircut. "What about you? Are you ready, Shi Aimin?"
"Hahaha! Leave it to me, Chief! It is my bounden duty to free the people of Malastare from the clutches of the Galactic Republic!" Shi Aimin said with a hearty laugh.
Xiao Guanghua was somewhat unused to the strange title of Chief, but he knew that if this rustic-looking, honest-seeming fellow truly erupted after undergoing his enhancements, perhaps no one