The captain from the Northeast SF was the first to stand and suggest, "Why don’t we unite, gather everyone, and charge in together?"
Liu Junyi shook her head. "That won’t work. We analyzed the situation yesterday. The enemy likely outnumbers us and seems to know our movements well. If we rush in without a plan, we could be surrounded again."
"Let them try! We’ll fight them head-on. We’re elite special forces—why should we fear them?" The captain's temper flared. The previous day's failed operation and the ambush that claimed two teams had left him frustrated and angry.
Liu Junyi frowned, her voice stern. "It’s easy to talk, but if we get caught in another ambush, we could lose nearly a thousand of our best people. Do you want to bury all these elite soldiers here?"