"High-level meeting of Iron Country, the final decision is to use the forces of three divisions to encircle and annihilate the boss and his men, thoroughly eliminate the five thousand-strong Self-Defense Army led by the boss, and directly attack the center of Clarni, preparing to destroy Clarni's headquarters in one fell swoop, and completely end this war!" Radar told his two brothers the information he had gathered.
Xue Zhi fell into deep thought.
Butcher couldn't help but gasp, "Damn, three divisions of troops, that's more than thirty thousand people! And they're going against our boss's five thousand? And it's the Self-Defense Army, damn those Iron Country bastards, have they no shame!"
"This truly is a near wipeout, the boss and them are in danger, right, Radar, where are our brothers?" Xue Zhi asked, knowing that if their brothers gathered, it would also number over ten thousand.
