"Ceasefire! Ceasefire!"
"Order the drones to stop automatic counterattack!"
"They can't penetrate our armor!"
Chen Jian shouted orders from the vehicle as the refugees, noticing the drones overhead, quickly hid back into the roadside bushes.
The gunfire ceased; this "attack" came suddenly and ended just as mysteriously.
By the time Chen Jian got out of the vehicle, he could no longer find a trace of the refugees, only the drones in the sky still tracking their direction based on intermittent heat signals and Fu Xi's analysis of abnormal activity signals.
"Should we pursue them?"
Ji Xing, who followed closely behind, asked.
"You go."
Chen Jian said without hesitation:
"Their firepower isn't strong, try to avoid unnecessary casualties."
"If you can disarm them, just disarm them."
"Understood."
Ji Xing nodded in agreement.
She had just said she hadn't "hopped around" in a while, but when she received the order, she suddenly dashed out.
