Long Yinghua took out her phone and contacted her subordinates, instructing them to deploy the new weapon.
As a Sentinel, Yan Nanxun is not someone who is easy to deal with.
Just today, her new weapon needed to undergo real combat testing, so Long Yinghua decided to use it to fight against Yan Nanxun.
After giving the order, she put down her phone and looked up to see the officers around her staring at her with stunned expressions.
Long Yinghua no longer wanted to pretend to be amiable; she was so angered by Yan Nanxun that she wanted to hit something to vent.
"I'm not feeling well, I'll leave first. Hasn't the Red Army been completely suppressed by us? The victory for our side is left to you all to secure!"
Long Yinghua spoke, her voice official, her tone of amiability and grace had become a habit.
She put on her military cap, ready to leave, but her adjutant beside her said:
