Boom!
A huge orange fireball shot into the sky. As waves of fire spread in all directions, the buildings below lost power one after another. In the blink of an eye, the enormous base was plunged into darkness.
A few seconds later, the backup power kicked in, restoring partial power to some facilities.
The Command Center was among them.
The scene shifted. Inside the Command Center, a man in a black trench coat was speaking into a Walkie-talkie connected to the base's broadcasting system.
"Cough, I'm Grey Wolf, captain of the Grey Wolf Squad."
"I regret to inform everyone that Saint Mary Base has fallen into the hands of the Strategic Affairs Department. The Strategic Affairs Department has taken control of several of our important facilities."
"General Sweet has unfortunately been killed in action. From this moment on, I announce that Saint Mary Base will be taken over and managed by the Strategic Affairs Department. Please evacuate the base immediately to avoid misunderstandings and unnecessary casualties."
The camera then turned toward the windows of the hall. Inside the base, personnel could be seen fleeing in panic toward the various evacuation points.
At last, the image froze on the Justice Apostle, which had been forced to the ground.
The golden top-tier mecha was pinned to the ground by several other types of mecha, as though the dignity of the Freedom Wings had been held down and ground mercilessly into the dirt.
Morton trembled from head to toe at the sight, his rage blazing.
At that moment, he was standing before the Command Center's giant screen. The images being shown were now playing on countless communication terminals in the cities throughout the Freedom Wings' territory.
Just moments ago, Lieutenant General Byron had urgently reported that the soldiers at Saint Bourne Fortress had