"Alpha team, moving to position," Eric whispered, perfectly certain that the high-quality microphone sewn into his collar would be able to pick his voice up.
In reality, however, he didn't need to call his actions at all, for it was merely a habit he developed back during his time in the actual military.
Right now, under the employment of the cultivation clan, there was no need for him to follow all or even any of the protocols he was so used to…
But he wasn't the only former military in the group. In fact, everyone in his unit was a veteran. A veteran of actual combat rather than one who earned his badges by peeling potatoes during canteen duty or by counting bolts in the warehouse.
No.
Everyone in Eric's team was a proper veteran, perfectly well-accustomed to the presence of danger, the dangers lurking in every shadow, and the risk of the whole operation going haywire at any given moment.
