Qing Chen was taken aback.
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The Southern Fleet was swiftly shuttling across the sky.
Underneath the dark clouds, the black floating airships and fighter jets looked like an army from hell.
On the bridge within the main ship, the commander looked at the holographic sand table while listening to the combat advisor's report: "We are 30 kilometers from the target location. Currently, all systems in the fleet's power cabin, main firepower cabin, and auxiliary firepower cabin are functioning normally. No suspicious targets within three hundred kilometers."
The commander pondered for a moment and said, "Once we reach the battlefield, the Southern Fleet should immediately surround the area, lock onto all targets. If the Shadow is victorious, unleash all firepower on the battlefield. If Li Bingxi survives, kill him at all costs. Ensure no living being escapes, except for Mr. Chen."
"Understood," the combat advisor nodded.
