Three solar hours had passed since the battle satellite was destroyed.
Lion was coordinating strategy in the cathedral district.
Lu Jin followed Tywin, the patriarch of the ruling family of the hive city where he was stationed, deeper into the cathedral.
"This is our plan."
"The Rebel Army's aircraft need to take off from the spire spaceport, but they don't have enough fighters. They'll also need air support from this hive city's defense force."
"Are you willing to cooperate?"
Lu Jin spoke as they walked.
"Of course." Tywin bowed as he walked. "The Hive City Defense Force has always been stationed in the upper hive, so the air force can take off from the spaceport nearby. Once the aircraft of the esteemed Rebel Army warriors enter the spaceport through the hive city's internal air corridors, they'll form a large fighter formation. They're sure to break through the anti-aircraft fire blocking the alien-controlled zone."
Lu Jin nodded in satisfaction.
Tywin bowed again, thinking discreetly, Those heretic rebels worship a picture every day. Who would've thought they'd actually managed to summon the person in it? Thank the Emperor.
"Go make the arrangements now. Then go meet those people yourself and persuade them to cooperate with my plan, too." Lu Jin stopped.
"I've just sent out the orders." Tywin put away his communicator and continued, "You should meet them in person. The air force can't be ready in the next second, after all. I've heard you can cross a hundred meters in less than a second. Surely you don't mind spending that little time?"
Seeing Lu Jin's expression grow impatient, Tywin urged him again. "The Rebel Army's base in the Underhive must be short on drinking water. You could solve their supply shortage with just a few words."
Lu Jin took a deep