"Interesting."
At an altitude of a thousand meters, the Nine-Headed Xenomorphs, who had been racing over at top speed, gradually slowed down and gazed with interest at the white trails in the far distance.
Although such man-made aircraft no longer existed in their world, that did not stop them from recognizing what they were.
"High-altitude satellites monitoring the fighter jets in the middle airspace? And are those black balls for the low-altitude zones?"
At the very front of the group, Green Fang looked up at the sky without a care.
After reaching the Fourth Order, he could sense any intent to spy on him. Those "eyes" made up of piles of scrap metal had long since been discovered by them.
They were satellites in Low Earth Orbit.
"Lord Green Fang, it seems this group of Dragon Security soldiers has set up a blockade around the perimeter. They've been tracking us with satellites the entire way."
"What do we do next? Charge straight in and kill them? Lin An doesn't seem inclined to come out."
"If we don't act for now and the military regions along the way attack us directly, the casualties will probably be huge, and they may not even be able to break through."
His expression was somewhat impatient.
The Mutant who had spoken did not quite understand why Green Fang had chosen to threaten Dragon Security in advance. In his view, even if they wanted to force Lin An to act, couldn't they simply kill their way to the base and slaughter everyone? The effect would be the same. Why let these humans prepare in advance?
Because of this, the forces they had mobilized along the way had already become rather pointless.
In reality, according to their plan, the Survivors in Dragon Security were excellent vessels. In