Mission King

Foreword:

In the face of disaster, the sincerity of friends is often revealed.

--Aesop

[Part ① · The Radiance of Humanity]

"Hiss—"

Qi Ji exhaled a cold breath, wiping the cold sweat from his face.

His eyes were bloodshot. He had been maintaining multi-line command, adjusting the transmission orders for each unit, and conceptualizing the terrain map for the scout teams and combat situations. This had left him mentally exhausted, his brain on the verge of shutting down.

When the Summoning Bell rang, his nerves had tensed. Every companion in the command post fighting alongside him could feel the pressure. The warriors bleeding and fighting on the front lines trusted these young people, trusted the students of Gunsmith, trusted the hope of the future.

Along with the news of Gloria falling into the net came a thermonuclear warhead from an aerial bomb from over seventy years ago. According to the front-line scouts, its model was the MK-28 series. This modular aerial bomb had many variants, such as the B28EX/B28IN/B28FI, and the MK-28MOD1 tactical nuclear fission bomb.

The tactical command mission for Huacheng Bay concerning Freit Caesar had been handed over to the command group led by the beast hybrid. The remaining ten people had to deal with this thermonuclear bomb, which would determine the fate of the 2.86 million people in East Horse Port.

—For a child under twenty years old, this was too cruel, too unbearable.

"According to the first principle of hazardous material handling established by the teacher, the basic item for racing against time," a colleague at his side reminded him in a timely manner, "Commander, you have one minute and forty-five seconds left to make a decision. If you cannot decide, according to the regulations, I will, as the subordinate commander, take over your command authority