These people, they really are tense, afraid, gritting their teeth and preparing to deal with something.,"This place is too open, we can't engage in battle here! Lieutenant Mondersen!" The one who originally wanted to ditch his "superior officer" was still chattering away, just now he'd switched targets to a similarly clad middle-aged man wearing an old-style power armor suit.,As for the female sergeant beside her, she bore the insignia of a red-bronze chevron with crossed swords, and indeed she was a third-class sergeant.。