Ram wore a simple set of tactical gear, with no unnecessary equipment except for a night vision device directly worn on his head and the rifle in his hands.
The wind messed up Ram's hair but couldn't disturb his stride as he casually walked over, carrying the Blade of Satan in one hand.
One helicopter after another flew over Ram's head, and after annihilating the enemy's ground forces, these armed helicopters headed for the enemy's next position.
A man who hurried over with a helicopter assault group, a man who had brought a rifle and went to the battlefield himself.
It is hard for a man to genuinely respect another man, especially for someone like You Zixing, who operates at the top of the food chain, but when faced with his idol, You Zixing would feel a trembling in his soul.
Yes, Ram was You Zixing's idol, the man he worshiped.
You Zixing jumped down from the command vehicle and saluted Ram with his hand.
"Where is the person?"