The figure was unstoppable.
The blade in hand, slashed.
Blood spurted, one corpse after another fell to the ground.
It was as if the scene previously dominated by fear had reoccurred.
This time, even the most composed members of 'Golden Wind' trembled, their voices shrill as ducks caught by the neck.
"Jason, what are you doing?"
"We're members of the 'Ground Reconnaissance Bureau'!"
He turned his head, looking at the few members of 'Golden Wind' who had spoken.
When they saw the icy eyes behind that hockey mask, the members of 'Golden Wind' felt a terrifying aura envelop them, and instinctively, they started to back away rapidly.
But Jason didn't deliver a killing blow.
He simply pointed at one of the bodies he had cut down—
In the deep sound of Dufol Language, the cut-down corpse began to change.
A shadow emerged, then distorted by an invisible force field.
At this sight, everyone couldn't help but cry out in alarm.
Then, looking at those corpses, understanding dawned in their eyes.
Jason had cut down 'infiltrators'!
Of course, several members of 'Golden Wind' didn't see it that way.
But they didn't dare to speak.
The Jason before them, drawing his sword without a word, was too fierce, too terrifying!
How could he be human?
More monstrous than us!
These members of 'Golden Wind' couldn't help thinking.
However, when Jason's gaze swept over them, they quickly donned humble smiles.
The senior instructor watched Jason with growing satisfaction.
He had known what Jason intended to do the moment his figure vanished.
Dierde was undoubtedly linked to the Sabie Aliens.
By killing Dierde, those related would naturally reveal their malice and murderous intent, and by killing these manifesting hostility and intent, the 'traitors' could be eliminated.
He had just been about to do this himself.
Little did he expect that Jason had the same idea.
"Truly an outstanding warrior!"
Thinking this, the old instructor went over to Jason and said, "Well done!"
Jason nodded, silently looking at the several corpses.
The special force field of 'Protection Against Evil' was poised and ready.
But before Jason could act, the 'infiltrators' within the corpses showed themselves on their initiative.
They stared at Jason with malice and murderous intent.
"You will be our greatest enemy!"
"We have transmitted your image back to our home planet!"
"We swear, we will deploy all of our soldiers, all our warships to execute you!"
Their voices were high-pitched, insane.
They seemed as if they wanted to tear Jason to pieces.
Jason's response was simple; he slightly lifted his head and said indifferently—
"Come, I'll be waiting."
"Earthling, one day you'll regret your actions!"
The shadows tried to say something more, but Jason was done talking, casting 'Protection Against Evil' with a sweep of his hand, his gaze turning toward Cherry City where he heard faint sounds of gunfire.
The old instructor heard it, too.
Without hesitation, he opened his equipment box, donned a triple-layer alloy armor, slung four rocket launchers over his back, strapped ammo boxes on either side of his waist, and picked up a Gatling gun.
The surrounding 'Unyielding Copper' warriors did likewise.
Layer upon layer of alloy armor dressed them, various heavy weapons held ready in their hands.
The old instructor's gaze swept over the thirty 'Unyielding Copper' warriors and he shouted—
"Lads, it's our turn to take the stage!"
"Defend our homeland!"