The ease with which Saohuang's platoon defeated them showcased their absolute failure. A failure of this scale was hard for anyone to accept.
"Report!"
At a time like this, a scuffed-up soldier rushed in. "Sir, our opponent has broken through our last line of defense, we're going down fast!"
"F*ck, I'll go kill them myself!" Yan Lu slammed on the table again as he picked up the drill-specific laser gun.
Munan stood in front of him and said seriously, "I'm coming with you, if we fail, we'll fail together!"
"Let's all go then!" Everyone picked up the laser guns, prepared to have a last stand with their opponent. This might be a drill, but they treated it with the severity a real combat deserved. They were overwhelmed by grief and indignation facing this imminent lost. However, even with Munan personally leading, their loss was inevitable.
