On the other side of the platform, three strike teams remained as motionless as rocks.
Shi Zhailin's first team, Yuan Jiu's second team, and Gu Xiaomeng's third team all remained still.
Qin Shi was positioned at the tip of the third team, with Wang Hui, Qi Ming, Li Zhen, and Zhou Ying behind him.
A total of five people formed the assault squad to carry out this mission.
"The line has been filled."
An icy electronic synthesized voice echoed from the broadcast, as the last Xuan Gui-class troop transport ship was engulfed by darkness.
"Strike teams, prepare to board!"
The Night Owl-class carrier ship docked, whipping up a gust of wind that lifted the edge of Qin Shi's clothes as he was the first to step through the opened hatch.
Once seated and with the seatbelt fastened, the fully opened communication channel conveyed Colonel Gu Xiaomeng's warning:
