Compared to a super biochemical transformation person, the Sherman Empire was evidently more terrifying.
...
On those swiftly advancing small boats.
Griss frowned as he looked at the cargo ship ahead, a feeling of tension rising within him.
He rarely felt nervous; the last time he did was on the battlefield of Zubin Star, facing the overwhelming Insect Swarm.
"Boss," a few team members behind him laughed and said, "they really hold us in high regard, letting us pave the way directly; why not just blow up this ship and be done with it?"
Griss replied, "They want data, and besides, no one knows if there are any survivors inside. Don't complain recklessly. Each of our three brigades has dispatched its elite, which is relatively fair."
These men and women chuckled softly.
There were six people in the small boat in total.
Griss was a 'fully developed' warrior, responsible for the duty of captain, observing the situation, and command in response.
