Trap
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Wu Siying frowned.
She really could not understand what kind of backup plan Fang Heng had.
In the face of the Federation's absolute strength, all resistance was futile.
"The game has begun, " Fang Heng said as he threw away the Oreo biscuit in his hand.
In the dense forest behind him, eight fusion Tyrant forms and hundreds of Lickers were ready to make a move.
The federal team drove their combat trucks on the main road. In the middle of the team, there were even dozens of high-tier armored tanks.
There were also helicopters in the air to scout and provide support.
Fang Heng raised his binoculars and looked ahead.
He saw that the Federation team even had the Dark Knights with them.
Liang Hucheng was relatively more familiar with the terrain of Edge Creek Town.