"Assassinate Stephen?" Bonnie widened her enchanting blue eyes, looking at Fatty, who had rushed back to Prisk alone, leaving the main force behind. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Christers Army Base, are you crazy?"
Fatty's large head drooped gloomily, "I don't want to go, but I have no choice. If the East District isn't resolved, I would have to let the warriors fight to the death against five elite Desic Armored Divisions."
"But... but..." At this moment, Bonnie felt an inexplicable panic, "We have already intercepted Reinhardt. Desic's attack is unavoidable, and no one would ask us for pointless sacrifices."
"Besides... we can completely withdraw from the combat zone. Worst comes to worst, we can intercept along the eastern front to buy time!" Becoming emotional, she grabbed Fatty's clothes, "I won't let you go!"
This instantaneous emotional outburst left both of them stunned. Time seemed to come to a sudden halt at that moment.
