Late at night.
The river lapped softly against the pier. Several old sailing ships were moored there, and no one knew how long it had been since they had last sailed. One of them had been reduced to nothing but a frame, while the others rocked gently on the water.
A faint mist drifted in from the river, flowing softly over the pier before beginning to spread toward the depths of the small riverside town.
The town looked ordinary enough, but the church and several other important buildings carried the weight of the years.
This was a riverside town with a long history. Beneath it, however, lay an underground base.
London Tower!
Of course, this was not the real London Tower.
The real London Tower was located in Fog City. It was a fortress, arsenal, treasury, mint, palace, observatory, shelter, and prison. It was used primarily to imprison members of the upper class, and its last use as a prison was during World War II.
The so-called "London Tower" beneath this town was instead a base—one of Fog City's important forward outposts.
Anyone who wanted to attack Fog City could not avoid the "London Tower Base."
Lowering his binoculars, Luo Yan thought to himself.
The base was located underground. If not for Count Glan's intelligence, they might very well have overlooked it.
The moment they appeared near the town, Fog City had probably already received the news.
As for now, however, the situation was different.
After returning to the convoy, Luo Yan looked at the mecha kneeling across the ground and using the mountain forest as cover. Then he said to Deputy Captain Bai and the others,
"The London Tower Base is underground. Although Count Glan provided the locations of several entrances and exits, a frontal assault would alert Fog