The Federation's military conducted combat drills for urban warfare.
Considering that an invasion might become unavoidable in the future... No, it was possible that other countries might invade them, and the long East Coast effectively had no defensive capabilities at all.
The Federation couldn't turn its entire coastline into an impenetrable defensive line. The only thing it could do was construct some fortifications and delay the enemy's landing for as long as possible.
But in the end, the enemy would definitely land on Federation soil. If the war had progressed to the point where they were fighting the enemy at their own doorstep, that meant the Federation's navy had already been completely wiped out.
Without control and coordination at sea, the only thing they could do was let the enemy in, then wipe them out through urban warfare.
The Sea-Land Assault Team in particular devoted most of its daily training to urban warfare.
Sanchez named several people and locations, which made the colonel somewhat impatient. "I don't know these people, and I don't know these places..."
He took a map from the Deputy and slapped it onto the table, then tossed a marker onto it. "Now use this marker to circle the targets we need to attack. That'll make things much easier for both of us."
Sanchez didn't think much of it. He used his left hand to circle two places on the map, then looked at the colonel. "There are only these two gangs in this city. Once they're eliminated, I can gather the city's remaining forces and turn them into my men."
The colonel glanced at the map and called over several subordinates. Each of them took out a smaller map and circled the locations Sanchez had marked.
After the work was assigned, dawn was beginning to break.