"Yes, sir!"
Feipulei nodded and turned to leave the hall.
At this moment, Feipulei's mood was very complicated.
From the beginning, Zhang Fan in his eyes was just a small fish that could be easily killed.
Now...
He was practically the center of the overseas battlefield, with everyone revolving around him.
Thinking of those terrifying red dots on the screen, Feipulei's heart was stirred by a heavenly shock.
If it continues like this, how many people will Zhang Fan end up killing?
The United Base might suffer significant losses this time.
The main issue is that it takes half an hour to reach there from the United Base.
What will the situation at the Dark Force Battlefield be in half an hour?
"Qiao Musi, go to the Dark Force Battlefield!" Feipulei directly ordered Qiao Musi.
Then, he returned to the conference hall!
"Sir, I think they can let people from the Bright Force Battlefield go over and have a look. Maybe they'll be faster." Feipulei said.
