With the assignments complete, each squad immediately set out.
Zhou Fan led his Elite Hunting Squad aboard the Seven-Colored Divine Sparrow and flew toward Haicheng.
His team had nine Operatives, plus himself. Though few in number, every one of them was an elite of the Execution Department, with strength at the fourth tier or above.
"Captain, the situation along Haicheng's coastline is even worse than expected," a man wearing a wolf mask reported quietly. He was the deputy captain.
Now that Zhou Fan was captain, the others would naturally give him their full cooperation.
After all, everyone had witnessed Zhou Fan's strength. With him as captain, no one dared object.
"What's the situation, exactly?" Zhou Fan asked.
When it came to intelligence, the Execution Department was more professional and had more information.
"The latest battle reports show that over fifteen hundred sea beasts have already landed along the coastline, and the number is still rising. The three coastal cities are doing everything they can to stop them, but the fighting is brutal and the pressure is immense. We don't know how much longer they can hold out."
Zhou Fan nodded. "What's the distribution of their tiers?"
"Most are third tier, but there are quite a few fourth-tier ones, along with a handful of fifth-tier giants," Wolf Mask said.
"And just like the mutated beasts inland, these sea beasts have all been affected by the meteorite's energy. They've become extremely savage, practically insane and completely unafraid of death."
"Understood."
Zhou Fan leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.
"Captain, shouldn't we... discuss tactics?" Seeing him close his eyes, Wolf Mask couldn't help asking.
They were about to enter a major battle. How could Zhou Fan be so calm?
"Tactics?" Zhou Fan opened his eyes. "What tactics do we need?