"Bombard them fiercely! I'll take full responsibility! What the hell are you afraid of, friendly fire? Can you morons really fuck up so bad you'd accidentally hit the Governor with that massive wall of wind and that big whatever-the-hell that looks like a bear just sitting there? Can't you get your aim right? Bomb! Bomb the shit out of them for me!"
Just as Gu Hang had thought, Perbov was indeed hopping mad and cursing nonstop.
The reason he was hopping was that a chunk of building debris the size of a fist had just smashed into his shin. It wasn't broken, but it had lost its strength.
But he was still angry and irritable.
Being unable to help, being weak, that was what irritated him the most.
Since the ambush in the alien woods, Perbov had always seen it as a disgrace that the Governor had to personally go into battle, to face the enemy firsthand.
