Mr. Truman received the news that Gefra Main Island had fallen a day later.
With the help of the Gefra Army, the Peng Joe People easily took control of the major cities and stabilized the local security situation.
If everyone had continued resisting, perhaps some civilians might have joined the fight against the Peng Joe People for one reason or another.
But now that the masters had surrendered, the civilians who had still been filled with patriotic fervor felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over them. Their passion instantly went cold, and they stopped resisting.
When the news reached the Peng Joe Empire, the Imperial Emperor's order was to transport as much wealth as possible from Gefra back home as quickly as possible.
Whether it was the collections of various nobles, gold, gemstones, or the cash stored in banks.
All of it could change their current situation to some extent. At the very least, it could provide them with some assistance in the war against the Federal invaders! It sounded extremely interesting. The Peng Joe Empire, which had always taken pride in invading other countries, had finally experienced the fury of being violated.
The alliance's economy was on the verge of collapse, the war was going badly, and it had lost the support of the International Community...
They had picked an enemy that looked soft and given it a squeeze. Who could have known that beneath the appearance of a soft tomato, this enemy was a goddamn grenade with the safety pin removed?
Aside from cursing a few times before being blown to pieces, there seemed to be nothing more they could do in response.
Of course, no one knew whether anything new would happen within Gefra Main Island, but the overall situation had already