bChapter /bb823 /b

    The atmosphere in the observation room was tense. Tessa stared at the monitor and spoke in a low voice, “They’re closing in on the core area bof /bthe State Security Bureau.

    “Their target is clear. We need to send a team to intercept them. Which team do you think is suitable?”

    Fillip suggested, “Fabian or Clifford’s team would be ideal. Fabian has experience leading ambushes, and Gerald’s tactical analysis is top–notch.”

    An older leader frowned. “Sending them to intercept means they won’t bepeting for the championship. That’s unfair to them.”

    There were many enemies in the western area and constant reinforcements, meaning a solid chance at scoring points by defending there.

    But the eastern area only had this single team in action, and even including Ned, they amounted to just eight people, worth at most sixteen points.

    Weston proposed, “Since Cathy’s team isn’t concerned about winning the championship, why not send them?”

    Someone immediately agreed, “Sounds good to me. Besides, they were cking off first anyway.”

    Tessa’s lips curved into a mocking smile. “Other than Ned and that pretty–looking man, the other six clearly aren’t ordinary. Owen is also in Cathy’s team. Are you sure you want them to go?”

    Weston seemed unfazed. “Inform Mr. Shaw of the risks involved; he naturally won’t follow them.”

    Tessa questioned, “What if he insists?”

    Weston responded, “There are four examiners. That’s enough to protect him.”

    Tessa shrugged. “Then I have no objections.”

    Fillip gave Tessa a meaningful nce as she returned a look of indifference.

    It was true that Cathy’s team couldn’t care less about winning the championship anymore. Everyone already assumed they were champions, making the title hollow. Besides Cathy and Emily, most of her teamcked significantbat experience, making this mission a good fit for them.

    Weston stated, “If Ms. Langford sees no issue, then surely no one else will. Notify them.”

    Soon, themand was ryed to each team—armed operatives were detected approaching the core area of the State Security Bureau from the eastern restricted zone. Cathy’s team was to intercept immediately.

    Cathy acknowledged themand and informed her teammates in a matter–of–fact tone, “These guys must have a ringlender. They’re heading to the east zone. The higher–ups want us to intercept.”

    Allison frowned. “The team with the most points wins the championship. If only we go, it means we’re out of the running.” She thought to herself, ‘Us not wanting it and our superiors denying it are two different things. This favoritism is too tant.‘

    Cathy reassured her, “Let’splete the mission first./Once it’s over, we’ll demand an exnation.”

    Four examiners approached Owen. “Mr. Shaw, are you going as well?”

    Owen retorted, “Aren’t you the examiners? Aren’t you supposed to go?”

    ording to their orders, if Owen stayed behind, they wouldn’t need to go either. With his remark, they couldn’t possibly back down and bembarrass /bbthe /bState Security Bureau. Forcing smiles, they replied, “We’re going too.”

    Clifford read the message and asked in confusion, “The eastern zone barely has any enemy targets. Why are bthey /bbsending /bbCathy’s /bbteam /bbthere?/bb” /b

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    Gerald shook his head. “Not sure. Maybe the enemy over there is stronger, so they’re counting on Aria’s team to deal with bthem/bb. /b

    Zoey looked worried. “But this means they won’t have a shot at the championship anymore. They might evenest.”

    Gerald replied calmly, “Then we’ll take down more enemies to help them win the championship. After all, I did promise.”

    Mike suddenly asked, “Can we transfer points?”

    The group fell silent.

    Clifford immediately contacted the higher–ups, only to receive the answer that points couldn’t be transferred.

    Frustrated, Clifford threw themunicator aside and sat on the ground. “If we can’t share points and we’re not taking the championship either, bthen /bwhat’s the point of fighting?”

    Zoey plopped down next to him. “Fair enough.”

    Gerald shrugged. “You’re the team lead; your call.”

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