Although the old man had retired, he was never kept in the dark about truly core matters. Sometimes, when uncertain, he would even seek counsel from several of the elders.
"Hmm," the old man nodded, his expression a bit solemn.
"In fact, the level of danger for this mission far exceeds what any of us had imagined," Meng Xingzhi said with a stern look, continuing, "After a comprehensive assessment by our command center and administrative department, we can't guarantee the success of this mission. But of the one hundred thirty-nine people sent, at least a third won't be coming back."
"Why send so many people?" The old man was very unhappy. "The last two times, it was squads of ten or twenty people. Why so many this time?"
"We had no choice, to ensure the success rate. The higher-ups issued orders that the mission must succeed no matter what, otherwise, we won't be able to send people again if we still fail this time."
