No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 1609: Want to See Her

Even with the War God Wayne Lane present, nothing could be changed.

Emma finally, after nearly being hit by a weapon, cried and begged to go back.

But under such circumstances, the starship’s launch would surely become a target for the Floating Wanderers.

She didn’t want to leave before, and now she couldn’t even if she wanted to.

Many squadrons were scattered, with only the Mech pilots still at the forefront, blocking the barrage of fire.

Jay Brown was among them.

A week ago, all the students from the Mech Academy had joined the battle. Wayne Lane had given orders, appointing Jay Brown as the temporary team leader to protect the front line with these students. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

But all of these efforts were in vain against absolute power.

Without even Hannah making an appearance, the empire’s squadrons were already struggling to hold out.

At the very front of the formation.

Wayne Lane had already sustained several wounds; even with his Mech to protect him, the damage caused by psychic forces was irreversible.

Despite his battered state, he was still staring intently at the ranks of the Floating Wanderers.

"Where is Hannah?" His voice was hoarse, laden with deep fatigue, yet he was still holding on.

Nicholas had now taken over as the leader of the Floating Wanderers.

That was a man known for his cunning and calculation.

Faced with Wayne Lane’s question, Nicholas still wore a relaxed and careless expression, "We don’t need our boss to take care of you guys."

Wayne Lane gritted his teeth, enduring the pain, "Let Hannah come out to see me."

The Wanderers, mostly blunt and thick-skinned roughnecks, were starting to lose their temper after Wayne Lane repeatedly asked for their boss.

"Are you empire folks deaf or just can’t understand human language? Are you in such a rush to see our boss because you’re ready to surrender?"

Wayne Lane’s face was stern, his eyes murky, and he appeared exceptionally stubborn at that moment, "Let me see Hannah."

"I’m telling you this guy..."

Just as the Wanderers were about to curse, Nicholas raised his hand to stop them, "Do you think in this situation our boss would see you?"

Even a meeting would just end in violence.

Hannah’s strength was beyond any doubt.

Forget that Wayne Lane was injured, even at his peak, he might not have been a match for Hannah.

Not far off, the imperial squadrons that had previously scoffed at the Floating Wanderers as a bunch of second-rate thugs had completely lost their previous grandeur.

They could only keep retreating, relying on Wayne Lane’s desperate effort at the front lines.

At this moment, Wayne Lane had only one thought.

He wanted to see Hannah.

Sixth Hoffman looked towards Nicholas, "Continue fighting or...?"

Nicholas frowned, not making a decision on his own, but instead contacted Hannah.

Hannah had not shown up; she was simply commanding the operation from the rear, telling the Wanderers where the weak points of the imperial squadrons were.

She used to be a squadron commander herself, so of course, she knew this like the back of her hand.

The current leaders of those squadrons were no more than her defeated foes back in the day.

For a girl not yet twenty to suddenly parachute in and take over the commander’s position naturally met some resistance.

In the squadrons, to make others follow, you had to prove you were stronger than them.

In the back of the imperial squadron, Emma’s hair ornaments were disheveled, and the clothes of her skirt were stained with much dust, looking utterly defeated.

Only less than half of the guards who were protecting her remained.

"I want to go back to the royal palace, did you hear me, I want to go back to the royal palace!"

She wailed, possessing decent psychic power but not knowing how to use it.