The Thirteen Alliances' base.
The base was busier than ever. Combat ships and mechs shot into the sky from time to time, piercing the clouds and streaking into the distance. Countless flight trails lingered in the clouds like threads of smoke.
Alarms rang out intermittently in the command center, their flashing red lights setting everyone's nerves on edge.
Operators sat before every instrument, headsets on, working their controls anxiously. Every so often, someone stood to report data, and another staff member immediately marked it on the large map.
Above the hall, virtual screens displayed scenes of fierce fighting.
More than a dozen mechs were surrounding powerful Mutant Beasts. A massive bull, as large as a small mountain, shattered peaks with its charges, while a flame-wreathed flood dragon spat streams of dragon fire that set the earth ablaze.
In the sky, combat aircraft fought flying Mutant Beasts in what looked like a fierce aerial battle. Aircraft exploded in midair from time to time, and many Mutant Beasts fell from the sky, spraying blood.
Elsewhere, Mutant Beasts attacked bases in overwhelming numbers. All kinds of energy cannon fire slammed into their ranks, blasting flesh and blood in every direction.
Mechs blocked the beasts' charges, swinging weapons to slaughter them. Particle cannons blasted Mutant Beasts apart, but mechs were also knocked down and immediately swallowed by the swarming beasts.
"Report: Base Thirteen's outer defensive line has been breached! The inner defenses can hold for three minutes at most! Requesting support!"
"The attempt to encircle and kill the Two-winged Flame Dragon has failed! Two level-three mechs and seven level-two mechs lost! The Two-winged Flame Dragon escaped!"
"Base Thirty-one has fallen! Personnel have taken shelter in the underground safety bunker! Requesting rescue!"
"An extreme energy signature has appeared in Area 330! Based on its intensity,