Yang Ming said coldly as the cockpit closed, Fierce Ghost Mecha No.1 began to run forward, the Light Blade once again ejecting a scorching ion beam.
Back to the battlefield.
...
Captain Griss was feeling restless now.
How the hell had his name been exposed? Was the White Ghost really that miraculous? Did this guy have extremely high clearance for classified information?
Could he be part of the royal family?
"Boss! There's a group of special insects!"
"Mark them. Let the ship's guns take care of it. Don't leave the designated area! Careful not to be blasted by the ship's guns!"
"Ha ha ha! Yes! They're marked!"
Griss, with his jetpack, was flitting left and right, surrounded by swirling alloy blades. His suit of light personal armor incorporated the most cutting-edge military craft of the Sherman Empire.
There were a total of thirteen members in Captain Griss's squad, with an even mix of men and women;
