"The Marshal's Plan"

The enemies stopped attacking the island, and the big bosses couldn't help but be on guard. Everyone talked to each other in their own tents using the Airpods. 

"What do you think they're planning? They suddenly stop attacking us!" 

"Don't know. But it should be something tricky...should we take the initiative to attack them?" 

"No. We don't have many human resources, unlike them. Let's just rest well and see what they're trying to do." 

"Right, Jake. Can we intercept the enemy's reinforcements or something? Or maybe the supplies route. When will you intercept their supply route?" 

When Jake heard this, he subconsciously recalled what his subordinate had just sent a few minutes ago. The young man's eyes flickered with a dark light. 

"My spies said that the enemies might not receive any supplies from their backers. I think they have packed enough supplies to last until their reinforcement comes."