"Hello, boss!"
On the Feinan.
When 026, dressed in a tight combat suit, eagerly jumped in front, Yang Ming's gaze was involuntarily drawn, but he quickly averted his eyes from the spherical figure's pull.
"Mm, hello to you too," Yang Ming replied slowly, "Prepare the mecha for planetary battle, we are entering the Cas Federation."
"Okay, boss, executing the mission immediately!"
026 performed a Wind Military Salute, turned around, and briskly ran off.
Did this guy have cosmetic treatment?
His skin looked much fairer and more radiant.
Yang Ming calmly sat back in the captain's seat, and after returning to the familiar bridge environment, he felt more relaxed.
At the moment, the East Wind was being directly piloted by Lyu, hovering above the Feinan, and it would later provide fire support for the Feinan but would not reveal itself unless necessary.
Amidst faint noise, a tracked robot delivered Yang Ming's White Ghost battle suit.
