Now, Jiang Cheng dragged him to the front, looking at his fierce eyes, his legs had already started to weaken.
Jiang Cheng coldly told him, "You saw yesterday's battle, too." The squad's top leader kept nodding, "Yes, I saw it."
"Then, what do you say about the civilian houses destroyed by the squad's tanks and combat ships?
What about the civilians killed by the squad? You tell me, let me see if you have any solutions."
The newly appointed squad leader looked at the man from the Extraterrestrial Planet in front of him, with his gloomy face, and then at Shorty still lying on the ground, groaning.
If Jiang Cheng hadn't pulled on the clothes on his back, he would have sat down long ago.
As expected, designated people have designated potential, and at this moment, he suddenly became clever: "Of course, of course such things should be handled immediately, how can we let the civilians live like this?"
