895 I'm sorry!

Lin Zhong-qing looked at the panicking regiment commanders and sneered. Then, he clapped his hands loudly, attracting everyone's attention.

"Our regiment commander was very clear with his words. From now on, the logistics department will not give any battle equipment or energy sources to the mecha clans. All the energy will be used to support the protective shield of the base."

"He wants to use just the protective shield to block the attack? Is it possible?" The commanding officer of Base 014 was uncertain.

Lin Zhong-qing didn't reply to him. He got up slowly and took his military cap off his chair with his left hand. Then, he placed it on his head carefully and scanned the crowd. He smiled and said, "It can last for a while but once the energy is depleted, the base would be destroyed by our enemies. We can only hope that our reinforcements will arrive before Hailiya conquers our base."