Chapter 2805 - 1328: Captain Foster Wants a Private Chat With Me—Post-Match Love Brain Battle (Misty) 2

"It’s impossible to target the rear. If the flanks are packed too densely, it will tie us up and make it difficult to maneuver. So Red has to focus on its established positions and employ ambush tactics to slow Blue’s progress. These ideas are excellent."

While marking around the elite Blue squad, La Ersi stated seriously, "Encirclement — possible; Flanking — possible; Attrition — possible; but all these depend on Red’s ability to stall, block, and delay the enemy’s steps. But in reality, you’ve all seen it. Under Black Vatican Priest’s command, the Blue squad was never stopped, not even momentarily."

Lei Er Si nodded vigorously and agreed, "That’s true. Although I don’t understand why, the squad engaged in constant cycles of combat, breakthroughs, engagement, breakthrough, from start to finish without losing rhythm. In such circumstances, the surrounding Red forces couldn’t effectively contribute anything other than the ones directly confronting them."

"In simple terms, it’s a forced competition under relatively equal conditions, with Red having countless opportunities. If any intercept or ambush succeeds even once, Blue is done."

La Ersi wiped the sweat off her forehead and said hoarsely, "Meanwhile, the latter only has one chance. Any mistake, setback, negligence, or fatigue will directly ruin the match."

"I just recalled the previous stalemate phase.

Lei Er Si tapped her temple lightly and whispered, "Although Black Vatican Priest’s surprise attack was effective, even if we exclude Red’s advantage in space and depth, Captain Foster has more wins. Yet..."

"Yet Red couldn’t seize a single opportunity in the end."

"Yes... yes, it’s truly incredible."

"Lei Er Si, why do you think that is?"

"I don’t know, but I believe Captain Foster gave it his all."

"I feel the same way. So let’s chat a while longer and let them both rest~"

"Eh?"

...

"Ah... We lost after all..."

Casually undoing the top button of her collar, Teresa leaned her weary self against the back of the chair and closed her eyes in exhaustion.

Lotus, also looking somewhat haggard, approached with concern, gently placing her hands on Teresa’s shoulders. "Little Teresa, are you... okay?"

"Not really, since we lost."

Teresa lazily shook her head after taking off Foster’s clear glasses, then suddenly laughed, "But I’m quite happy too."

Curiously, Lotus blinked and asked, "Why?"

Teresa playfully stuck out her tongue (making Lotus shiver), and said with a grin, "Because it’s a first for this feeling."

"You naughty girl..."

Lotus lightly poked her forehead, smiling, "Our skills really are quite limited, sorry about that."

"Not at all. Let’s go... Ah!"

Teresa stood up unsteadily from the chair, almost tripping, but Lotus quickly caught her in time, preventing Teresa from witnessing Foster Ward’s clumsy fall.

Looking at the much taller Foster Ward in her arms, Lotus blushed slightly, letting Teresa stand on her own before turning away, "Are you alright?"

"I’m fine. I’m always clumsy after all."

Teresa embarrassedly touched the chair, revealing a warm smile.

But Lotus didn’t buy it and retorted coolly, "I can differentiate between tripping due to clumsiness and nearly collapsing from exhaustion."

"Hehe... not particularly tired. I’ve been sitting after all, but Lotus..."

"I’m alright. Here’s a neutralizer. Let’s find a place to reverse your transformation, then head back to the dorm for some sleep."

"Ugh!"

"Don’t make that face. There’ll be time to reminisce or review."

"Um..."

"Um?"

"Actually..."

"Actually?"

"I want..."

"You want?"

...

Five Minutes Later

[Ah! She’s waiting for me! Waiting for me!]

As Teresa and Lotus walked out of the command room, she inadvertently ignored Yu Chen trying to get Motan’s attention by kicking his shin, recalling the morning jog incident grudgingly, while her gaze was fixed on him, chuckling foolishly beside the Battle Six type console.

[Foster, you’re such trash! I bombed you, yet you won’t come out. Acting all high and mighty — Ha!]

Motan instinctively shielded Yu Chen behind him because her high heels made her a tad taller than him, wearing a false smile, nodded to the approaching ’Foster Ward’ with exaggerated politeness, "Very impressive, Captain Foster."

[He praised me! He praised me!]

Teresa, having exited Witch mode, was jubilantly cheering and swirling inwardly, while outwardly she shook her head modestly and softly replied, "Ahem, Black Vatican Priest has exaggerated. I accept this defeat wholeheartedly."

[Wait, is he really this effeminate? Could he be a closeted comrade?]

Motan’s expression froze. His hand, raised halfway, stiffened mid-air.

[Oh no! He wants to shake my hand! Wants to shake hands!]

Teresa’s face flushed as she quickly grabbed Motan’s frozen hand and shook it vigorously, and in the excitement, couldn’t help... definitely couldn’t help but gently squeeze during the process.

[Wow! He really likes me! Get away, creep!]

Motan, skilled in ’empathy,’ turned pale. He quickly retracted his hand, awkwardly tugged at his mouth, and upon Yu Chen’s sudden grip on his arm coughed lightly, saying with a nuanced expression, "Well, I’ll head back..."

"One moment, Black Vatican Priest."

At this point, Lotus unexpectedly stopped Motan, equally pale-faced, speaking to the bewildered young man with a subtle expression, "Actually, the Captain wants to have a private chat with you..."

Motan: "WTF... Ow!"

Yu Chen pinched him hard.

Lotus frowned, puzzled, "Sorry, what did you say?"

"Nothing, nothing, I just remembered a friend named Wang Defa. He passed early, and I often mention him to comfort his spirit."

Motan casually spun a yarn, glancing curiously at the ’Foster’ who had somehow turned his head away, feeling his throat dry, "So... what does Captain Foster want to talk about?"

"It’s about the match earlier."

Forced to act as messenger because her junior was too shy, Lotus twitched her mouth, trying to appear solemn and emotionless, "If possible, could we intrude for a few minutes?"

[No way!!!]

Motan began feeling cold and panicked, about to sternly refuse, when Yu Chen suddenly let go, smiling, "Sure, he has a lot to discuss with Captain Foster~"

Stunned, Motan turned to see the girl’s innocent, sweet smile, as if she’d forgotten about the morning run conversation... as if! It’s clearly blatant revenge!

Meanwhile—

[Black Vatican Priest actually has much to say to me!!!]

Foster Ward, under everyone’s gaze (Lotus, Motan, Yu Chen), habitually scraped the floor with his toe.

With! His toe! Scraping! The floor!

Chapter 1328: End