Inside a Galactic Alliance starship.
Long Jianzhang, dressed in combat uniform, stood before the command console and watched the battle footage being transmitted back. Countless mechs were attacking the Lotto Group.
Watching mech after mech get destroyed and fall, the veins on his forehead throbbed wildly.
The Lotto Group was the key. If they did not deal with it, they would never truly control the base.
"General, we can't break through! The Lotto Group has an independent energy supply. Their defensive shield simply can't be breached!"
The frontline commander's anxious voice came through the comms.
Bang!
Long Jianzhang slammed down the receiver, his voice icy. "We must break through! At any cost! Order every mech to launch a full assault!"
"General, we can't! They have Level 5 Liquid Metal Warriors. Our Level 3 Mechs can't stop them at all. The brothers have suffered too many casualties!"
The frontline commander's choking voice echoed through the hall. Those dying and being wounded were comrades, brothers. The pain was enough to suffocate every commander.
"Then we attack anyway! If we don't take the Lotto Group, all of us will die!"
Long Jianzhang let out an enraged roar that made the hall hum. Everyone turned to look at him.
"Yes!" A resolute voice rang out in the hall. "Brothers, follow me! We'll stake everything on this! Even if we have to self-destruct, we'll tear open the Lotto Group!"
Tears glimmered in Long Jianzhang's eyes. He smashed his fist onto the table, leaving a fistprint in the steel tabletop. "Get the starship airborne! Lock onto the Lotto Group and blast it flat!"
"General, if the fleet goes to war, the entire base will be destroyed!"
A staff officer reminded him.
"Then let it be destroyed! Today, either they die or we perish. There's no time