"Xiao Bei! Keep them tightly suppressed, don't let them catch a breath, but also don't drive them to desperation!" Liu Zhenhuan quickly issued the highest command to his elite group leader through the Bone Communication Box. Among this Demon Striker Corps, the half-regiment of Arcane Forces was the only armed force he found interesting and worth investigating; it would be a pity to just kill them like that.
Since the start of this battle filled with ambushes and sneak attacks, Liu Zhenhuan, as the chief strategist, burst into laughter in the sky akin to igniting fireworks; now, with victory in sight, his expression was like a long-suffering subordinate who finally got the beautiful wife of an obnoxious boss, full of satisfaction and immense happiness.
Taking down this Demon Striker Corps in front of him was really not a difficult task for Old Liu.
