Inside the command vehicle, Jerome Long's eyelids twitched uncontrollably. Outside, the gunfire had ceased, but no good news had been reported, which made Jerome feel that something was very wrong.
"Rios, you came up with this damn plan. Tell me, do you still think we can defeat Alexander? I feel like you're leading us straight to our deaths."
"Jerome, since when did you become so cowardly? We have so many people here. If we work together, how can we not take down Alexander?"
Yosef squinted as he spoke.
"Haha, do you even believe your own words?"
"I'm not going to argue with you. It's just Alexander, isn't it? Just watch how I and the others deal with him."
Yosef had no patience for Jerome’s complaints. He grabbed the radio and began communicating with Houston's group, ordering them
