Operation Decapitation, Backstabbing From The Humans

"Chan'er, go over and help them with the cooking. I'll deal with packing up all these materials. You shouldn't end up hurting yourself."

"Come on, Big Sis Shen, you just think I'm too slow, right? I'm someone with a Level Four title and am in pretty good shape!"

There were more than sixty women sitting on the second level of the ship's lower deck. They were hard at work 'dealing' with the materials in front of them.

Shen Ke stood at the forefront and shook her head while looking at Su Chan's clumsy yet determined actions. A caring look appeared on her face that held a trace of reprimand, but she did not say another word in the end.

Judging by the current situation, the firearms possessed by the Tundra Fleet may be powerful, but they lacked a continuous supply of ammunition. 

The number of foreign races continued to increase and, in turn, the amount of ammunition decreased.