Every member of the reserve squads was completely stunned.
What the hell?
This Jobless Freelancer wanted to repair all the spatial passages alone?
All by himself!!
"Captain Ling, are you sure?"
"One person!"
Even Zhou Xue'er could not help asking again.
One had to know—
According to intelligence from the legion higher-ups, the spatial transit station was guarded by at least thirty elite Ghost Slave generals above level eighty.
Among them was even a level-92 Earth Ghost General, ranked near the bottom.
Only by gathering all of their reserve squads could they complete this mission.
Yet Ling Zhan actually wanted to go in alone!
"Captain Ling, isn't this a bad idea? How about we leave half our people here?"
"Yeah. I heard there are quite a lot of monsters at that spatial transit station too. This isn't a plains battlefield, Captain Ling—you won't be able to summon that group of A+-grade Spirit Pact Legion again!"
At this moment,
quite a few reserve squad captains from other countries also began trying to persuade Ling Zhan.
Just as they said,
this was an urban area.
If Ling Zhan summoned that group of A+-grade spirit pacts again, the entire northwestern district of Hakata City would be destroyed outright.
They had not forgotten the shocking sight of those spirit pacts madly trampling countless Ghost Slaves!
If those A+-grade spirit pacts truly descended here again, there was no need to even think about it. The northwestern district of Hakata City was destined to become a complete mess, and the spatial transit station might even be caught up in the destruction.
Then the mission would fail.
"What? Did your higher-ups teach you that subordinates may question their captain's orders on the battlefield?"
Faced with their attempts at persuasion, Ling Zhan had no intention of explaining himself.