"What we are going to face in the next couple of minutes will be beyond your imagination…." The blue man paused, looking at the squadron briefly before continuing. "Fret not. We've made all arrangements to keep everyone alive. Follow the order giving and you will be safe."
[[The Kpriv are coming!]]
"How many?"
[[Sir… 1000 Kpriv]]
What!
The blue man stopped for a few seconds without uttering a word. Everyone looked at him wondering why he's not talking but no one dares to question him. The blue man was oblivious to the gaze directed at him. He was already lost in his thought.
"How many 1-star"
[[50 1-star]]
Inside the helmet, suffocating and breathing erratic. The blue man murmured. '50 murmured'
"How far are they now?"
[[3 km… closing fast]]
Hmm.
