Although I and my strike team of enhanced Beemarines flew as fast as our wings could carry us, took almost no breaks, and had a 10% stamina boost from the 'Homeland Protector' title I equipped, we were still too slow.
According to population count, 5 thousand bees have died today in Camp Rich—out of 25 thousand that were present there on average to dig and guard. Just the thought made me grimace and fly even faster.
My Beemarines could barely keep up with my endurance, even though I had heavier armor and a special spear to carry, but neither of them complained.
The special spear was something Researchina and Things-Things made for me and Forever Great overnight. An experimental weapon for my charge organ.
On our way there we met more information about how *bad* things were, exactly.
