"If he can set a trap, then we can blast through his trap!"
"Are you in or not? If you're not, then I'll go it alone!"
"Hold on, can't you stay calm? We're not debating whether to do it or not, but how to do it!"
"There's nothing to discuss, do you know what preparations Bruce Hodge has made?
We don't have much intel, and he's not given us much time. What else can we do?
We have to storm forwards!"
"Can't we find another way to make Hodge hesitate, give up Anthony?"
Donald Morgan furrowed his brows, weary.
But as soon as he made this suggestion, it was immediately rejected by Old Eight and Old Three.
"It won't work!"
They didn't just reject the idea. They had given it a lot of thought.
"We could manipulate Hodge in a few ways. Either we make his superiors pressure him, we strike at him from below, targeting his base, or we strike at the Abyss.
But can we execute any of these strategies?
We don't have the capability to influence his superiors.
