C357 Leaving a Way out
Watching the beleaguered convoy scramble for safety on the screen, Tang Ming felt not a ripple of emotion. His orders had been clear: monitor the Naswen base whenever possible. The annihilation of its hundreds of thousands of inhabitants didn't stir any sadness in him; they weren't his countrymen from Dweania, and frankly, he couldn't care less about the Naswen people