Everyone from every country saw the state of that aircraft carrier. Especially when the Transformers appeared on its deck, people from all the countries cried out in astonishment.
"Transformers!"
"Did the people of the Eastern Country bring them all here?"
"I knew these things would definitely make it onto the battlefield. It's a shame that the useless people in our country can't make them." Adoxi muttered to himself as he watched.
He had gone to great lengths and pulled all sorts of tricks to get his hands on the technology for these Transformers. In the end, he had come away empty-handed, and every person he had sent had gotten stuck in that Eastern Country.
At that moment, inside a specially modified, sealed room aboard an aircraft carrier, a group of special soldiers had already put on the Transformers' control equipment.
At the same time, a small metal dish, like a signal radar, appeared on the carrier. Since satellite signals couldn't reach this place, they could only build a short-range signal transmission system like this.
That way, these people could still control the Transformers through the equipment.
As the Transformers powered up, one after another stood upright.
Under the control of the special soldiers, the Transformers began to move and leaped off the aircraft carrier.
The Transformers couldn't fly, but they had special equipment that allowed them to move quickly underwater without sinking.
On the beach, the battle grew increasingly fierce.
The shield wall they had formed rapidly compressed the space, squeezing the modern soldiers from every country.
With arrows raining down on them, the casualties among the soldiers from the various countries were severe. Only the soldiers from their own country, wearing special combat suits, had suffered no losses.
Without assault weapons or high-powered weapons, modern troops were being crushed