To stop these people, I must defeat them!
But if they're like Fang Xiang at this moment, what do I have to defeat them with, what do I use to defend everything I want to protect? With the sacrifice of my subordinates?
Then what difference is there between me and them?
The saying "the benevolent cannot lead troops..." has been passed down for thousands of years, and now it echoes in Fatty's ear, still so piercing.
"You don't have any more time to think." Fang Xiang's voice sounded cold: "My fleet is about to attack the spaceport. Don't you want to stop me?"
Damn it! Who says I don't want to, I want it desperately!
Fatty sat upright again in front of the simulation computer, refusing to believe this battle could have only one approach!
On the virtual keyboard, Fatty's fingers flew like the wind.
