"Quick, quick, get the armored vehicle moving! Hurry up and retreat!"
"Where is everyone? Where did everyone go? All surviving guards, get up there and hold them off! We have to buy ourselves precious time to retreat!"
"Don't run around! Nobody run around! Staying inside the armored vehicle is the safest!"
"Where are the glasses? Hurry and have him activate the armored vehicle's field defenses!"
"What? You're telling me it'll consume a huge amount of energy at a time like this? Do you want me to consume you first?!"
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The communications frequency had been completely severed by interference from Suicide Bombing Tactics. Even when the Red Spider Merchant Group tried to issue orders, Sean could only stand on top of the armored vehicle and roar through a loudspeaker.
Yet in the thick fog, there were only sparse figures. The guards who should have been holding their posts seemed to have been scared witless by those two salvos of rocket-propelled grenades. A whole group of them ran around in panic, as if they had lost their way.
Compared with the other enemies the Red Spider Merchant Group had encountered along the way, this enemy hidden in the morning fog was simply far too shameless.
Their tactics had no pattern whatsoever. They were completely mindlessly burning money.
Yet it was precisely this seemingly brainless approach that gave them an absolute advantage in the battle.
"Are they Marauders?" Deputy Captain Joseph scrambled up the stairs on all fours. "If they're Marauders, perhaps we can negotiate with them. We can hand over part of the cargo. They definitely won't want to completely offend our Foundation."
From Luke setting out to the end of the two waves of rocket-propelled grenades, no more than fifteen minutes had passed.
The Red Spider Merchant Group's armed forces