Everyone held their breath and waited until the flying Zergs passed through the valley below. After a while, the ground trembled more violently; the cargo was almost there.
Guan Dongyang pressed his ear to the ground and listened to the din attentively, and was surprised to realize the size of the transport fleet was much bigger than what he was told. He stood up and looked at the distant valley. It took him only one glance to know that it was not a small force; the entire valley was filled to the brim with swarms of Zergs. Guan Dongyang estimated the number to be at least five thousand. Among those five thousand Zergs, he wagered that there would be at least a couple high tier hybrid Zergs, the so-called dark ones.
As doubt about the mission sprout in Guan Dongyang's mind, he was painfully aware that he had no choice but to carry on. Once the bulk of the Zerg army pressed close enough to them, it was only a matter of time until their ambush was discovered.
