Luo Zheng looked at Jackson coldly, his eyes sparkling with wisdom, guessing all of Jackson's thoughts, and after a moment of contemplation, he said, "Because there has already been a battle there, it's easy to be overlooked, and also because the eastern side is the closest to the dunes, the closest to us. I estimate the enemy already knows we've placed our command center here. They'll use the Suicide Squad for a decapitation strike, and your lives are in your hands."
"Makes sense. If we're going to die anyway, why not fight? Your analysis is spot on. Don't worry; leave it to me." Jackson said with murderous intent, chambering a round, looking at the dozen surviving brothers beside him, and shouted deeply, "Brothers, it's time for revenge, follow me."
"Yes." The dozen people stood up one after another, with cold faces, as they followed Jackson.
