Each Had Their Own Schemes

Hearing Liu Zhi's words, the three lieutenants reacted in different ways. One of them seemed to have a decent relationship with Lieutenant Xu Yate.

He spun around and lunged toward the ashes of Lieutenant Xu Yate, snatching up a controller.

"Attention! All clones, gather here and stop the enemy from leaving. We're under attack—"

Before he could finish, someone shot his head clean off. Liu Zhi looked up and saw that it was the fighter commander who had lured him here.

Amid the rapidly flashing red lights, the commander picked up the controller. "All clones, attention. The Sea Race launched a sudden attack. Lieutenant Xu Yate and Second Lieutenant Kaduoda were killed in the assault. The camp is now on high alert. Stop the Sea Race from attacking head-on."

At his command, the red lights continued to flash, but the faint footsteps outside the automatic door had clearly died down.

Only then did the lieutenant turn to Liu Zhi. "This is all I can do. The clones aren't under our control. If Lieutenant Xu Yate gave them any different instructions, there's nothing we can do about it. You might be attacked by the clones as soon as you go outside."

Liu Zhi glanced at the fighter commander. "Why help me?"

"I fought my way up to this position, step by step. I don't want to die here without knowing why. If I hadn't done this, you would have killed everyone here, given your temperament," the fighter commander said matter-of-factly.

"You're interesting. What about him?" Liu Zhi turned to look at the other lieutenant, the only one left alive.

The fighter commander answered confidently, "Don't worry. Second Lieutenant Arat knows how to read a situation."

"You're interesting. What's your name? We may have a chance to work together again. At the