Looking at this exit, blocking all the rats trying to escape, we will enter from here and then annihilate all the Rat-men, I will give you four machine guns to boost your firepower, remember, you must hold this position.
"No problem, I excel at this," Bobplane said.
Malin also knew that a young officer like him from the North was best at waiting in the trenches for Chaos to charge through.
Of course, with the upgrade of weapons, Chaos seldom reached their faces anymore.
But this young man was truly skilled at it.
"It's up to you." After saying this, Malin turned his head to look at the commander of his factory guard's third regiment, a young man who graduated from a small military school founded by Malin himself: "Silem, you hold that exit in the new district, don't let them get out, remember, that is your starting point, and your end point, no stepping back."
"Yes, sir, our home lies just behind us," the young man answered Malin in an uneasy but resolute voice.
