"We have to pick up the pace!" On the map display, although the fog was gradually being cleared, the paths representing the Epoch Clan Marines were getting farther and farther from the marker denoting the Zerg Queen.
"It can't be helped. This is their territory, so they're naturally more familiar with it, and they can flee at full speed. Our soldiers, however, have to guard against Zerg ambushes, so they can't move that fast."
"I don't care what method you use. The pace has to increase!"
"But according to the previous data, the Zerg are exceptionally skilled at fighting in this kind of environment. They must have set traps throughout the tunnels. Charging in rashly would be treating our soldiers' lives like a joke."
"Am I the one joking, or are you? We don't know how long the marker on the Zerg Queen will last. If it disappears, wouldn't all the soldiers we sacrificed before have died for nothing?"
The many Staff Officers fell silent. It was a difficult choice. They understood what the commander meant, but whoever spoke first now would be the one left holding the bag later.
"Have you all gone mute? Give me a viable plan immediately! Otherwise, how can you face the soldiers who sacrificed themselves?"
"But, sir, even if we risked having our soldiers move faster, it would still be difficult to catch up with the Zerg Queen."
"Why?"
"Because we're unfamiliar with the route. Although we've split our forces at every fork in the road, seemingly covering every possibility, the Zerg are exceptionally skilled at digging. If they block or reroute several key passages, that alone will cost us a great deal of time. And the Zerg Queen is moving extremely fast. We can't catch her through our actions alone."
"Are you suggesting