Lin Mo watched as guards carried his sleeping body into the Portal.
The medical staff at the Blue Star base had long been standing by. Professional and swift, they lifted the stretcher and immediately took him to the medical area for a comprehensive examination before settling him in properly.
Although he felt he was fine, his status and importance meant those under him could not afford to be careless.
He turned and strode toward the makeshift command center.
Inside the tent, Long Zhan and Zhao Gang stood over an enormous map of the Terra Continent, crisscrossed with red and blue arrows marking the complex strategic situation.
"General Long, Big Brother Zhao," Lin Mo called.
Both men looked up at once.
"They've taken the bait. They want to buy our weapons and equipment."
Long Zhan's face was resolute as iron, and he merely gave a slight nod.
The corners of Zhao Gang's mouth, meanwhile, curled upward.
"They finally came. I thought they could keep holding out."
Great Xia's objective was naturally to acquire this world's various resources.
For example, the Holy Human Race's healing holy water, the Dwarf Clan's magic runes, and the Elves' various unique plants, fruits, and mineral deposits, such as magic crystals and mithril.
And the Orcs' high-end combat power!
Great Xia needed high-ranking mercenaries capable of facing beings like Demon Clan commanders head-on.
Clearly, Half-Orcs, who were accustomed to being hired and had no national allegiance of their own, were the most suitable.
Great Xia even wanted the Holy Human Race to establish a permanent Portal!
The current Portal would only last ten days and was not large enough to let Great Xia display its full strength.
Sea, land, air, and space warfare together constituted Great Xia's complete fighting power, rather than a stripped-down version.
Still, they