"I disobeyed the higher-ups' orders and had the soldiers launch an attack. Unless we win this battle, my fate won't be pleasant. So I have no choice but to fight to the very end."
Commander Luke clenched his fist secretly. Unlike the other commanders, he had no backing—or rather, no one above him. He could only rely on himself. At the same time, he had no way out. The moment he made a mistake, he would immediately be kicked aside, because no one would speak up for him.
This situation meant that although Commander Luke had sensed something was wrong, he still chose to force his way through.
"Fortunately, judging by the current situation, our chances of victory are still quite high."
At present, the Mysterious Organization's soldiers held an absolute advantage on the battlefield. However, Commander Luke had not expected the situation to change so quickly.
On the battlefield, an experimental subject who had transformed into a giant over three meters tall was swinging his fists as he fought fiercely against a soldier who had turned into The Thing.
Although the giant was considered fairly strong among the experimental subjects, he was clearly no match for The Thing and was being driven back step by step. Worse still, his body was too large.
In a small-scale battle, being large was no big deal. It could even be considered an advantage. But on a battlefield, a large body was a very serious problem, because it was too conspicuous. More importantly, it presented too large a target.
Originally, the giant and The Thing had been fighting evenly enough. Though he was no match for his opponent, holding on for a while would not have been a problem. However, because he was so large, another soldier who had freed up his hands