Zhang Ke gasped for breath, his chest heaving with dissatisfaction as he glared at Chen Hong. Yet when he caught the concerned gaze of the company commander, he didn't know what to do and, in frustration, yelled out loud, crouching down with his hands clutching his head.
"Valuing friendship is good, but I think the fallen Squad Leader Tong would rather you stayed alive than collected his corpse," Tang Zheng said in a low tone, as trouble was imminent.
The azure sky, originally dotted with white clouds, now seemed to have a patch slapped on it, as a blanket of darkness rapidly moved across it.
"It's the bugs!" Chen Hong inhaled sharply; their number was definitely over a thousand, "Maybe they're not after us."
Chen Hong still harbored some hope, but unfortunately, Tang Zheng dismissed it.
"No way, they're flying in a straight line toward us. Get ready to fight," Tang Zheng said, taking out the Beetle Chariot and climbing inside.
