The command center was silent as the grave.
A stark contrast to the deafening gunfire and roaring artillery outside.
So what if they had guessed those "tanks" had been modified by Cain?
The key was to come up with a solution!
But with several kilometers between them, how could they get close? And even if they did, could they destroy them easily?
"Let me lead Kudglass and give it a try."
Major Claude, young and handsome, suddenly spoke up.
"Only we can break through the Pseudo-Divine Soldiers' interception now!"
"No!!"
In an instant, all the officers hurriedly objected, including Claude's adjutant Gerard.
Colonel Martin Wall, Lieutenant Lysa, and the others all opposed it.
That was a battlefield where nearly four hundred thousand troops from both sides were exchanging fire, with all kinds of Pseudo-Divine Soldiers posing a threat.
Even with the God-Hunter Divine Soldier Mobility Device, the odds of getting through were minuscule.
Not to mention that no one knew whether they could destroy the enemy tanks. Even if they could, how many could they destroy?
This was practically a suicide mission!
If it were anyone else, they might grit their teeth and take the gamble. But this was the President's son.
If any of them dared agree to it, then even if they did not die in this war, the President would have them killed one way or another after they returned.
"Then tell me how—"
Claude knew it was dangerous as well.
But he hated this feeling of helplessness even more.
Compared to that, he would rather act first and solve the problems one by one along the way.
As for danger, if he feared it, he would not have personally served as a squad captain hunting Pseudo-Divine Soldiers across the land.
He hoped that one day, he