Chiori Tsurumaru rubbed his brow. He had not been commander of the Sakura division's Jaeger Combat Department for long.
He had yet to fully take control of the departments under his command. Some people even obeyed orders while disregarding his authority.
That was because Deputy Commander Yamashita Teru had been obstructing him at every turn and refusing to cooperate.
In Yamashita Teru's heart, the only thing he cared about was the commander's position.
But at a time like this, fighting for power was clearly inappropriate.
Aomori City was only a small city. Though it was called a city, it was really only about the size of a Zhonghua Family town, with a population that might not even match a large village.
Sakura people loved to exaggerate. For example, their so-called Warring States period was nothing like ours.
In our Warring States period, a single war could involve millions of troops. This was no exaggeration—Bai Qi alone buried more than four hundred thousand Zhao soldiers alive.
Our population was not particularly large back then, and by the Three Kingdoms era, average life expectancy did not even exceed thirty.
Now that was war—fierce and brutal.
By contrast, Sakura's Warring States period, despite the name, was really just dozens of large villages brawling with one another.
It was not even as formidable as that whatever stronghold under Uncle Dong.
They were not comparable at all.
Naturally, Aomori City could not have any military garrison. At most, it had a few prefectural police officers.
Stopping the kaiju was impossible. All they could do was evacuate civilians to shelters.
With no defensive capabilities, the kaiju moved through the city as if it were uninhabited. Wherever it passed, not a single building remained intact.
It was truly the mortal enemy of construction companies.
Like Mad Ape