In the highly guarded base, the white night seems to be walking in it.
All around were soldiers who poured in like ants.
"Too weak, too weak, too weak!"
Bai Ye said that he could easily kill these soldiers without even using all his strength.
'Do I think too much of the enemy?' White Night's face flashed a dull color, feeling that he overestimated the human force.
The imaginary opponents of any weapon that humans use to develop are all ordinary people who are physically weak, and all of them are used to control weapons