Inside the spindle-shaped aircraft.
Seated in a soft, comfortable chair, Li Ke sipped coffee as he looked down on the joint purge of mutants by the Enterprise and the Alliance through four reconnaissance drones deployed to the near airspace above the battlefield.
The gunfire did not last long.
Just as he finished his coffee, the last mutant still standing collapsed onto the steps before that ugly altar.
Next came the cleanup.
He set his cup on the tray, where it was automatically collected by the assistant robot beside him. Looking at the holographically displayed memo, he gave an indifferent assessment.
"Nothing special."
"The Alliance's soldiers are rather strange. Their physical abilities far surpass those of ordinary people, though that is only natural for shelter residents. Backward equipment, primitive fighting styles... I really do not understand how Beacon Squad lost to these people. The quality of talent in the Investigation Department gets worse every year."
"As for the Enterprise..."
Li Ke chuckled, the mockery in his eyes becoming even more apparent.
"Giving the AI core to people like them is such a waste... Those bionic soldiers have less presence than a few suits of old-era power armor. They are really regressing."
There was no need to mention the Legion.
With that outdated equipment, they only managed to keep up appearances by relying on a little inherited legacy.
Taking all sides into account, the Academy, which had naturally made further progress upon the foundations of the Prosperous Era, was still stronger.
Of course, it could not be denied that the Alliance's performance had indeed exceeded his initial expectations... If a full-scale war really broke out, perhaps their will to fight would let them hold out for a few extra months.
Satisfied, Li Ke reached out and tapped the holographic screen, closing the