With seventy percent boldness and thirty percent wickedness.
As the Bald Man's voice fell, a thrill of impending battle appeared in the eyes of all seven people.
The man in the beret tossed the cigar from his mouth onto the ground, crushed it beneath his foot, then looked up at the light screen and laughed.
"Qi Longxiang, the Flying Dragon will be incorporated into your command structure. As for the Mecha Team... I'll command it."
"As you wish, General Falcon." The young man in an unranked military uniform nodded lightly, his expression calm.
The light screen went dark.
The two warships, the Flying Dragon and the Tibet Warship, belonged to S Squad and Qi Longxiang.
Ruan Xiongfeng, who had vanished after the battle of Capital Star, had replaced his severed arm with a nanomechanical limb.
The simultaneous appearance of both sides here was truly rather miraculous.
Falcon turned to his team. "Everyone, take your positions. Tank and I will prepare to deploy."
Then he clapped Ruan Xiongfeng's sturdy shoulder with one large hand. "Old partner, Great Lightning Owl is in the hands of your precious disciple, so don't go charging around. Hold down the command room for me."
In space, the flame-colored Flying Dragon opened its docking permissions.
Inside the command room of the Tibet Warship, crew members clad in standard combat uniforms worked silently and efficiently.
Among them were familiar faces... including Federation Major Lin Hao and the others.
Yet they no longer wore the uniforms of the Star River Federation.
"Sir, docking with the Flying Dragon has been completed."
Lin Hao turned toward Qi Longxiang and gave a crisp salute.
Behind him, more than a hundred officers looked up at once, their eyes filled with admiration and respect.
Justice only needed to remain in their hearts.
Whether they