The giant metropolis of the Central State District was as prosperous and bustling as ever. Neon lights illuminated the city's extravagance while concealing the clear radiance of the stars and moon, brazenly casting shifting colors into the sky. The night was hazy, and even the darkness had become less pure.
Clean, spacious roads, beautifully landscaped streets, lush trees lining both sides, and flowers of every color adorned the city with exceptional beauty. Rows upon rows of shops stood either in the air or on the ground. Their owners were absent, and everything was managed by intelligent robots.
The crowds moving through street corners and alleys came in all shapes and sizes, dressed in all kinds of clothing and bearing all kinds of faces. Laughter filled the air, and people surged like a tide. Everything seemed so full of life.
"Buzz, buzz..."
At that moment, a tremendous roar suddenly came from afar. The bustling crowds on the streets all stopped and looked toward the source. The previously clear night sky abruptly darkened, covered by rolling black clouds. Accompanied by a momentum like raging winds and tsunamis, the oppressive sight made it hard to breathe.
"Th-That is..."
A middle-aged man rubbed his eyes. Once he saw what it was, a layer of cold sweat instantly seeped from his forehead. Those were no rolling clouds—they were clearly a massive fleet formation, and there was more than one...
The Bionic Intelligent Mechas of the Western Federal District, the Falcon spacecraft of the Eastern Federal District, the Swallow Wing Warships of the Southern Federal District, and the heavy battleships of the Northern Federal District... They were all the latest strategic weapons developed by the four major districts.
Could it be... they were joining forces to attack the Central State District?!!
The thought had barely surfaced