Valerie, "What?"
"That's impossible!"
Olivia squinted at Albertson
"My men have been monitoring their movements near Big Sur, and I know better than you whether they've moved or not."
The players have been digging trenches on the spot, preparing for a defensive battle, which Olivia has seen clearly through spies.
"Do you think your subordinates can see clearer than Huang Ban's satellites?"
Albertson couldn't even be bothered to sneer sarcastically and directly sent the satellite photos taken by Huang Ban to the other party.
In the photos, a large number of mercenaries were loading arms and supplies onto vehicles, then boldly heading towards Golden City.
"Are they insane?"
Olivia was dumbfounded, hundreds of people charging at an army of thousands, do you think you're the 300 Spartans?
Do you think my heavy artillery is just for show here?
Or is this group of people a suicide squad formed by this company?
