Anyone else might have been baffled, but Tao Ju had spent years in the military and been through exercises and real combat alike. After a moment's shock, he understood. His face went deathly pale.
Nuclear strike warning!
A month earlier, the attack had come too suddenly, and the authorization level had been too high. The relevant systems had never even reacted. After multiple nuclear explosions, Central Urban Area had strengthened its detection and response systems. This time, the alarm had finally sounded.
But what good would an alarm do...
Then Tao Ju heard a rumble like muffled thunder, followed by a gale descending from the sky. The heat was unbearable. As the air temperature soared, the falling snow melted into rain and poured down.
He knew what had happened. His legs gave way, and he dropped to his knees.
Since November 1, when two "Super Class A Fugitives" destroyed the "Silver White Sword Tower" and the "Reclamation Corps" opened Pandora's Box by using nuclear explosions as punishment, nuclear blasts had become a nightmare for people across the globe. No one knew when or where the Reclamation Corps might drop another nuclear bomb, or how powerful it would be.
Now none of those questions mattered.
The nuclear strike warning blaring through the city and the brilliant light bursting above the clouds announced another nuclear strike—directly over the Central Urban Area of East 824 District.
Less than a minute after a power vacuum had appeared across the Twelve Great Districts.
Even when the Executive Officer of the Third District raised the flag of rebellion, he hadn't received this kind of treatment...
Tao Ju knelt on the ground, staring blankly at the sky, his mind adrift.
He looked even worse than the citizens screaming as they fled through the streets in search of