Late that night, before Gao Lanlan had even had a chance to rest, she finally awaited the return of her own Leader and that sole transport ship. Without further ado, she immediately welcomed the Leader into the command hall and asked for a detailed account of what had happened.
"So, in other words..."
"Because of that green-skin player's actions, the survivors in that underground shelter no longer trust us?"
"Even after you personally landed down there, had that little girl explain things, and then showed yourself, they gave no response at all? They even welded shut and barricaded the heavy iron door at the entrance, while the data cable for the communications device was also suspected to have been cut?"
"This..."
"How did it end up like this?"
To be honest, Gao Lanlan had never expected that a well-intentioned humanitarian rescue operation—one that had cost them nearly half their player soldiers dead and five CMC Powered Combat Suits damaged—would ultimately turn into such a terrible situation.
"There was nothing to be done!"
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"It's perfectly normal! Proud Little White suddenly shoved his fierce green head right up to the camera, after all!"
ε=(ο｀*))) Sigh
"Put yourself in their shoes. If you had spent decades trembling underground, barely managing to survive until now, and then out of nowhere, a green-skinned Orc came up to the shelter door claiming he was one of the good green-skins and told you to open up... would you believe him? Would you open that door?"
"You have to understand, the humans of this world know far better than you what those green-skins are!"
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"They don't know about our base or anything about the players, so naturally, they'd assume Proud Little White and the others were the same kind of bloodthirsty, cruel monsters trying to trick