"When the alien warship tore apart the Madrid dome, Lin Yongjun was having his comrade's gun pressed against his temple.
The congestion of the pupils activates the [Tactical Calculation System], and three seconds of prediction can change life and death - at the cost of blood beads oozing out of the retina.
When the tough-talking and soft-hearted enemy female general, the heavy-armed behemoth Thunder Iron Army's shoulder cannon roared to clear the way, and the photophobic hacker girl hacked into the starship's main brain, this disabled mercenary team stepped on the ruins of Spain and rose up.
The Shadow Star disguised as the Minister of Defense showed his fangs, but he didn't know that the careless Chinese mercenary had already calculated every ballistic trajectory.
This time he wants to gamble not only on the 15 seconds before his physical strength reaches zero, but also on tearing apart the interstellar hegemony with his mortal body.
