"So you could say, these white team members who have been parasitized should be given a new name, called White Warriors!"
Under Julian Johnsons' subtle vocal hint, Waldor Jones understood the situation clearly, "The White Warriors who have been taken over by biological hosts are the biggest asset for their White Team to win the exercise. We have to be prepared to counter."
"Rustle rustle..."
The number of White Warriors behind them increased rapidly, reaching over two hundred in the blink of an eye. They sprinted forward on all fours like wild dogs on the open field, with dirt and gravel kicked up flying behind them, forming a rolling trail of dust and shadow.
Some less powerful Red Team members were about to be caught.
Critical moment.
"Beep beep..."
Isabella Lindsey reloaded the shrapnel clip, the divine Thunderstorm emitted a sound, switching to tornado shooting mode and quickly reverted to fan-shaped attack mode.
