"Ret...retreat?"
The captain's mouth gaped open upon hearing the order, as if he'd heard something incomprehensible.
Retreat.
Doesn't that mean admitting Huang Ban's failure?
The agent who arrived saw the captain's hesitation, looked down upon him, and said,
"This is not a suggestion; it's an order from Miss Meizhi."
Then he muttered in a voice everyone present could hear,
"Hmph, if it weren't for you incompetent guys unable to handle even a group of mercenaries and gangsters, would Miss Meizhi have to personally step in to clean up your mess?"
The officers and commanders at the Huang Ban command center were extremely embarrassed by these words, cursing silently at this guy's rudeness. Did he think they wanted things to turn out this way?
Who the hell would know a bunch of lunatics descended on Night City, and even if you gave the Vortex Gang cyberpsychos the guts of ten of the fiercest mercenaries, they wouldn't dare crash a hovercar into the Huang Ban Tower.
