On the other side of the island.
In a room with over a hundred surveillance screens, Julion Johnsons frowned, his fists clenched tightly, bracing himself on the operating platform.
The falcon surveillance they deployed was unexpectedly shot down just as it reached the enemy's airspace—the lady's alertness was extraordinary!
Julion Johnsons's furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. At least before the falcon was killed, it had managed to send back some footage. This intelligence was already enough!
He bent down and yelled into the microphone on the operating platform, "Are you all ready? The ladies are about to arrive, let's give them a warm welcome!"
A chaotic yet incredibly fierce voice came through the loudspeaker.
"Very good."
Julion Johnsons grabbed the high-tech pistol at his side, "Leave ten people to watch the scientist, and the other two hundred come with me to the second ambush point!"
"Roar, roar, roar..."
