White Hair laughed openly, drawing the attention of a group of Special Combat Soldiers, but he didn't care in the slightest.
This kind of fun was rare, and he was ready to watch the drama unfold.
When Mu Fan saw everyone looking at him, and they had already formed several layers around him, he looked up at Croft, then around at the fellow trainees, and thought before saying, "The jet tiger insect has a range of about fifty to sixty meters. It sprays a large amount of green liquid, which is very fast and silent, and highly corrosive."
It was his combat experience, and it was good to share it with others.
"We already have that in the database; stop beating around the bush."
Mu Fan ignored him and continued with his own thoughts, "The jet tiger insect moves slower than the regular tiger worm, and its shell is thinner, but it still has strong resistance to physical damage."
"Tell us how did you kill that jet tiger insect?"
