"Who was it that spread the news? Once I find him, I'll skin him alive and hang him from the wall!"
Unsteady light flickered back and forth across the empty Tactical Hall.
Commander Edmund's face was dark as water, and his wolf-like eyes swept over the dozen or so people standing below.
Unexpectedly, the group did not include the psychologist supervising the people on the plane.
Clearly, Edmund's questioning was not really meant to find the person who had spread the news.
Even this piece of news... "Well, now the bunch of cowards hiding underground and refusing to come out finally understand how dangerous the situation is. They're demanding that we find the Radiation Beasts who stole the plane within three days and send them to the underground laboratory to be dissected and studied."
"Come on, tell me. Who's confident they can capture those two monsters and bring them back in this heavy fog?"
Edmund's large hands smacked loudly against the leather chair, making him look extremely irritable.
The people below wanted to speak, but seeing him like this, they could only shrink their heads and pretend to be dead.
After a while, once Edmund had finished cursing, one person cautiously poked his head out and said:
"Commander, since the people underground want the Radiation Beasts so badly, why don't they go out and look for them themselves?"
"Well said. Very well said."
Edmund let out a cold laugh. "But you shouldn't be asking me that question. You should grab those rats below by the collars and ask them what the hell they're thinking."
"It's been almost three months, yet they still refuse to open the underground passage and let us down there. They also refuse to transport supplies from underground to support us. Do they really intend to wait