One hour later, the forces had assembled. Hundreds of various combat vehicles surged toward the port in an imposing formation.
By evening, Mi Chenxuan led the vanguard team on an advance mission.
By midnight, the main force departed under the escort of aircraft.
Tong Airui sat in the operations command room. After glancing at the images on the large screen, he turned and said, "Lin Zhanpeng, initiate interference. Don't let those guys keep staring at us like that."
"Yes, sir!" Lin Zhanpeng responded and immediately began typing furiously on the keyboard. "Captain, the other three teams' signals have been intercepted, but I can't interfere with Soya's Ironclads."
"Luo Hongxuan, assist Lin Zhanpeng and give it another try." Tong Airui frowned faintly. "Looks like I really need to send John home early."
