Player Reload

Nearly a hundred soldiers dressed in full suits of dark green power armor sat on both sides, many of them wounded and bandaged, but their tones betrayed their excitement.

"Never thought we’d make it out alive!"

"Yeah, that Third Level lair we’ve been digging underground for years to save up two thousand units of superheavy elements, we swept it all in one go. Even snatched back five barrels."

"This time when we return, the Navy Department’s got to award each of us a half-ton gold medal, right? What do you think, Captain?"

Li Cheng and Gray Rain, sitting behind the camouflage rain tarps, were not initially noticed by these soldiers. Gray Rain reached out and held Li Cheng’s hand, liquifying her limb once again, morphing it into the exterior shell of the power armor to prevent other soldiers from noticing.

’Third Level lair? These soldiers must be from the Zeluo Navy’s Third Fleet Special Combat Team mentioned in the newspapers.’

Li Cheng listened to the rest of the soldiers’ conversation while reaching out to take down the individual Weapon Equipment hanging on the inner walls of the engine room.

These futuristic firearms could be handled and examined, but when he tried to put them in his backpack, the words [Unable to Pick Up] flashed before him, implicitly confirming that this was an illusion created by the engine room.

"Brothers and sisters, after completing this task, I’m going back to my hometown to get married!"

A young soldier stood up, pulled out a photo from his chest, and boasted to his companions: "Look, this is my fiancée. Isn’t she beautiful?"

"Jack, you lucky dog, stepped in some good luck, huh?" an older veteran scoffed with a laugh: "But I’ve also accumulated enough Military Merit Points, perfect for requesting retirement upon returning – after all, my child is about to be born."