The small team which consisted of only ninety to a hundred soldiers was once the pride of the imperial star when they were banished to the barren star which was far away from the imperial star among the cluster of many dead stars.
Though they were once elites, now this small team was full of slackers and with ten of the soldiers injured, the three teams had a hard time distributing the eighty or so remaining soldiers. Fortunately for Mo Qiang who was the weakest of the three leaders got a total of twenty-five soldiers while the remaining were distributed among Mo Yan and Mo Xifeng.
" … I hope that you all will understand the gravity of the situation and will act properly as the elites which you were once. Do not make the same mistakes as you did earlier at the entrance, because if you get stabbed this time… I will leave you all to die."
The soldiers: "….." thanks, we are touched by your gentle care.
