Chương 650: Threat

Coping with shifting events by sticking to a fundamental principle, Menger used the simplest battle tactic for dealing with complex situations—dragging the case into a strange stalemate. In the cloud-covered starry sky, the most potent technological weapon on Earth that was surrounded by strong winds was in a deadlock of no more than a few kilometers apart with the Atlantean fleet, allowing them time to pass.

In a blink of an eye, the crescent moon slowly set while the sun slowly rose.

On the commanding podium of the Mammoth, Zhang Lisheng looked at the walls and ceilings the shape of a hemisphere around him that had displayed the image of the external surrounding entirely and realized that a faint light had started to shine through the wavy sea of ​​clouds. With his patience finally exhausted, he asked the general who was beside him, "General Menger, it has been several hours. Are we going to be in a stalemate like this with them if the aliens never leave?"