"Clear all ammunition, arrows, and lingering magic from the Cat Spiders' surfaces."
"Clean out the cargo compartments, and check their paws as well as the Dragon Turtles' shells. I don't want any casualties outside of battle!"
The witches issued orders while changing into combat gear and witch robes in under ten seconds, donning their witch hats and beginning to inspect the entire team.
By the time Jiang Han claimed the mission through the network terminal, nearly the entire transport convoy had finished getting organized.
No matter how many times she saw it, the sight remained utterly surreal. Jiang Han noticed something quite interesting in the camp: the witches were as relaxed as the magical girls, except they still maintained an armed state that [ensured ease of movement]. Yet at a sudden command, the magical girls needed only ten seconds to prepare for departure, one second to gain combat capability, and three seconds to attain full combat readiness.
In contrast, the witches took a noisy half-minute to finish forming up and a full minute before they possessed normal combat capability. These girls still wore somewhat confused and weary expressions; one had even put her combat cold-weather suit on backward... That had to be uncomfortable.
In a rare display of mercy, Jiang Han called out the other party's name:
"Miss Qian Jiayi."
The witch sounded rather nervous:
"Yes! Miss Jiang Han?"
"We won't be leaving immediately. The camp's changing rooms are quite convenient to use..."
Before Jiang Han had even finished speaking, she saw the red-faced witch trot into the changing room in tiny steps, giving Jiang Han the feeling of being an instructor.
Still, witches had one advantage: they were obedient.
Jiang Han looked at the giggling magical girl citizen sisters and felt a slight headache coming on. Then the worry-free