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"Girls, as long as I can help. If you modified my helos, I can strafe for a gunrun," said Azi.

"I believe you, Azi. You've shown your talents today, including your friends. I'm glad to recruit you girls here."

"Haha…we'll surprise you more in the coming days. Let's survive the battle first and hope that the enemy doesn't know how to use combined arms."

"F*** you, Azi." Tang Ziyi swore. The rest of Spirit Fox also greeted Azi's ancestor. 

"What do you mean? I'm just letting you be more prepared."

"It's a belief that if you say something, it will happen." Tang Ziyi nudged her forehead and replied with a helpless tone.

"Contact front!" Xiao Yue reminded.

A pickup truck, wrapped with metal sheets to serve as armor, rolled a little upward, while the turret gunner on its back, directed the Dushka barrel in their direction. What made them more speechless was that the gunner also had protection.