450 Chapter 443. A Future’s Gift

For the past few months, the members of Trinity had been trained with hyper-realistic simulation of the Deathzone.

Even though some of them couldn't do anything the first time, everyone drafted into the advance troop had passed the evaluation that stated they had enough to stand the environment of the Deathzone. Naturally, they thought they already had what it took to face the place.

They thought.

"I understand," Brisk nodded while rubbing his chin--or rather, the mask covering it. 

"What?"

 "Why Captain always used a mask in the past," he replied. "If you live in this kind of place for years, it must have become a habit."

Dheera scratched her neck slightly, before fixing her collar to cover it before her Captain found it out and scolded her. "I heard from Sis Nadine it's not really because of that though," she narrowed her eyes. "But I still get what you mean."