Inside the cabin of the nearly scrapped HG-01156 transport ship—that temporary command center—one of the emergency lights on the cabin wall seemed to be broken, its light still flickering on and off. No one had come to repair it yet.
"..."
Commander Gao Lanlan paid it no mind.
She had already issued orders for someone to find an engineer to deal with it. Someone would come fix it by evening at the latest. It was no major problem, so she was in no hurry.
At that moment, Gao Lanlan merely stood beside the folding table with her arms crossed, one hand braced against the tabletop while the other swiped across the holographic map terminal as she studied something intently.
After several days of rest and recuperation, her red pilot armor, hair, face, and everything else had long since been cleaned up, leaving her looking neat and presentable. She no longer looked as bedraggled as before, making her seem even more dashing, prettier, and more like a female commander.
Of course, if a certain greenskin saw her like that, it would probably make him want to cop a feel even more.
But those were all minor matters. They were not important!
Wasn't that right?
"..."
Gao Lanlan was currently playing a recording of something that had happened in the camp yesterday on the holographic terminal. She had not accessed the players' live feeds. Instead, she was viewing footage of the players' shack area captured by a surveillance camera outside the camp—a temporary monitoring device set up by SCV engineers a few days ago.
The footage clearly showed a greenskin player recruiting teammates in the muddy square at the center. Then, his inappropriate remarks stirred up the onlookers' anger. After that, he recruited a skinny green figure, carried a massive rust-covered tubular