"No matter. The trap will come." Ling Lan thought through it more thoroughly than Li Lanfeng. "It is only a matter of time. Moreover, it is better if they could maintain a constant state of high alert."
Li Lanfeng nodded and stopped speaking. The two of them looked intently at the map the mainframe computer showed on the screen and waited for the ambush they had predicted.
After 15 minutes, all of the soldiers on standby were somewhat numb from waiting. Ling Lan suddenly felt something and decisively ordered, "Evade 45 degrees to the right."
In the base's control room, the major who was originally responsible for controls was gone. In his seat was now a weak-looking officer who had an insignia of a senior colonel on his shoulder. He was responsible for the controls at that moment.