The Kind of Opponent You Are

Please don't give up!

Major Jerome, who had already resolved himself to die, froze when he heard those words.

He knew that voice well, because not long ago, he had had a fierce argument with its owner.

And now, trapped in a desperate situation, he was hearing that private's voice again!

Only then did Qiao react. He looked in surprise at Mu Fan, who had snatched the communicator from his hand. "You..."

Other than Mu Fan himself, everyone was shocked by this private's actions and words.

"What exactly are you trying to do, Private?!"

"I'm coming to save you. Do you want to watch your garrison get taken over by friendly forces in the end?"

"How could that be?!" Jerome's voice abruptly rose when he heard Mu Fan's words.

"Then fight to stay alive, Major." Mu Fan's eyes were bright, and the hand holding the communicator did not tremble in the slightest.

Jerome: "...Understood."

The call ended, and Mu Fan saw a circle of confused yet excited gazes around him.

"Private, what are you planning to do? We can listen to you now." As the sergeant major, Qiao could speak for the other soldiers.

"I need your mecha."

Mu Fan looked at Qiao Pete and said calmly.

A mecha?

That sudden request made the atmosphere in the rock cave freeze.

Qiao saw nothing but courage and fearlessness in Mu Fan's eyes. Ever since this remarkable supply escort officer had joined the unit, he had constantly pushed the limits of their imagination.

Seconds passed one by one. At last, Qiao, the veteran soldier, nodded. With a flick of his right hand, he tossed a metal activation key toward Mu Fan.

With a snap, the activation key landed steadily in Mu Fan's palm, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

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