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"Eight? Your whole squad got discharged?"
Li Pan frowned as he looked at their coats, wondering if they were hiding guns or grenades.
Wangshan counted on his fingers, pointing to the two red dots from the laser sight on Li Pan's cup,
"Special Tactics Support Group, Sniper Team, two groups of four, drone pilots, artillery, medics, communication specialists. Of course, we can do all these jobs, switching roles depending on the mission."
Li Pan was curious, "That's quite complete... but why don't you guys have assaultmen and Engineers?"
Wangshan sneered, "You're joking, right? Those are the jobs with the highest mortality rate on the front lines. How many live long enough to retire? Besides, these days, that kind of cannon fodder work is done by bioroids."
Li Pan, "..."
But eighty thousand, for taking in a Cerberus squad stripped of gear and kicked to the curb...
Damn, this is one hell of a lucrative deal!
