"Uh..." Antenna Woman hurriedly said, "According to the final image Stephen sent back, that woman should be Wang Xiao Jia, who briefly replaced Qing Que in Pakistan later on. According to the intelligence, her number is 3."
"3... So it seems our side still has a bit more face?" Reindes said with a self-mocking smile.
Everyone fell silent. Usually so proud and arrogant, they suddenly had no idea how to refute him. They did not know whether there was really a gap between numbers 3 and 19, but it was an undeniable fact that both had been wiped out by a single person. Being wiped out by one of the stronger members of the Dragon Group or one of the weaker ones—was there really much difference?
The deputy commander's analogy was simply impossible to find comforting...
"Let's go!" Reindes sighed and rose to his feet.
"Commander, are we really going back just like this?" someone beside him could not help asking.
"What else can we do?" Reindes said with a wry smile. "That was only one person. Do you know how many people the Dragon Group has according to the intelligence? Sixty-nine! Do you think we can still accomplish anything on this land?"
Everyone: "..."
Sixty-nine... Never mind if every one of them was that powerful—even if only ten possessed such combat strength, would their Transcendent Legion still hold its current position internationally?
"Then... what are we supposed to do from now on?" the blond beauty in the crowd could not help asking, her voice sounding somewhat bewildered.
Everyone's expressions darkened as well, and the atmosphere became unbearably oppressive!
"Go back and find the contact person for that Star Sea game!" Reindes narrowed his eagle-like eyes. "Although the people are dead, the intelligence made it back. The power Central China