Luo Yan glanced at him. Although Du Feng had tried his best to hide it, the jealousy in his eyes had already overflowed. He looked as though he wanted nothing more than to pounce over and throttle Luo Yan, his eyes practically bulging from their sockets.
"We took it."
Luo Yan said it calmly. Those three simple words made flames almost spurt from Du Feng's eyes.
Of course he was jealous.
The Water Tiger Camp's profits for one year were equivalent to the combined earnings of two small teams.
If the Water Tiger Camp had not been so difficult to chew through, Du Feng would have wanted to swallow it himself. How could it have been Captain Red Ghost's turn?
Yet now, Captain Red Ghost had not only taken the Water Tiger Camp, he had done so with practically no losses.
That was what Du Feng found so difficult to accept.
Originally, he had thought that even if Captain Red Ghost could take the Water Tiger Camp, he would have to pay a huge price.
Ideally, both sides would suffer heavy losses. That way, whether it was subduing the Water Tiger Camp or dealing with Team 6, where Captain Red Ghost was based, things would become much easier.
But the current situation was the worst possible outcome for him—the result he least wanted to see.
Du Feng tugged at his collar, deliberately glanced at the other captains, and then chuckled.
"Captain Red Ghost really is capable."
"The Water Tiger Camp is famous for being easy to defend and difficult to attack."
"It has a high-level peak expert like Zhuo Hu, along with several Advanced-level experts and a host of elite Intermediate-level fighters."
"On top of that, it has two hundred combat personnel and mechs, as well as Golden River serving