"This is a trap!"
Bruce looked at the scene on the monitoring screen with a terrifyingly gloomy expression. A trace of fear could even be seen in his eyes.
On the screen, the distant sky was densely filled with countless different low-altitude shuttles. With a casual count, there were hundreds of them.
Many of the shuttles were clearly different from civilian models. It was obvious that they were equipped with extremely powerful firepower and had terrifying expressions.
The most eye-catching thing was the two huge balls that were like mountains in this large group of low-altitude shuttles.
A war fortress!
Not to mention anything else, just the sight of these two colossi was enough to make people feel terrifying pressure.
Earlier, Bruce was still commanding two small low-altitude shuttles to track according to the information provided by the Noctem Chamber of Commerce. They had already gone hundreds of kilometers into the wasteland.
