Blackwater Alley, an inconspicuous private residence.
Meta sat before a telegraph machine, meticulously tapping out a telegram while comparing it against the draft in his hand, reporting the local situation to his superior contact far away in Snake State, Boro Province.
At twelve noon today, The Alliance's Army forces successfully landed at Evernight Harbor. The local garrison had been driven into the northern districts and Blackwater Alley, where they were now huddled in defense. Judging from the day The Alliance suffered a nuclear strike and announced war mobilization, it had taken them barely a week from logistical deployment to landing personnel. This efficiency was truly terrifying, completely overturning our previous analysis of their wartime efficiency.
Besides completing mobilization within The Alliance itself, the Southern Sea Alliance had completely obeyed its orders in the war. The Eastern Enterprise had also issued a declaration of war at the same time The Alliance did, while the various kingdoms of Sunset Province had responded as well. Not only was its hard power terrifying, but its soft power was equally terrifying! Unless absolutely necessary, we must not come into conflict with it. Even if conflict is unavoidable, we must be careful not to cross its bottom line!
Additionally, based on a series of measures The Alliance implemented after entering Boulder City, I judge that it may take similar actions in Evernight Harbor, winning over the people by cracking down on crime and restoring public order. When that happens, Blackwater Alley will surely be swept by a bloody purge!
Thus, acting on my own authority, I had all twenty tons of "cargo" sunk into the sea and destroyed, and ordered subordinate organizations at every level to remain silent and lie low until the right opportunity arose.
After sending the telegram, Meta let out a long breath.