"I believe everyone has read enough learning materials about the insect swarm over the past year.
"But I still want to remind you all, do not give up your long-range weapons until the critical moment; in terms of close combat, we humans are indeed far inferior to the Insect Race..."
At the start of the broadcast, Yang Ming was earnestly advising.
At the other end of the broadcast, within the bridges and lounges of the Imperial Warships, the Imperial soldiers sitting upright had eyes filled with fervent light.
In the Star Domain connected to the directional orbit near Saka Star, within the T32 Combat Cluster of the local defense force gathered with over six hundred warships, the group of young people from Yang Ming's private army were full of enthusiasm.
These words, their lord had already told them long ago.
That was still on the planet's surface, not in this vast and boundless space.
