Low Earth Orbit.
In the silent reaches of space, fleets of Strategic Battleships and fighter jets formed a single entity, like the most violent and crude War Fortress, menacingly floating above the atmosphere.
Dense clusters of black dots carried rockets and various weapons platforms as they "joined" the formation.
If someone could look down on this steel jungle from a higher vantage point,
they would probably be shocked to discover that this was, in reality, a War Fortress shrouding the skies above Earth.
"Gao Tian! How much longer?! How much damn longer?!"
Inside the Command Room pieced together from aerospace fighters, Zhang Tie's eyes were wide with fury as he roared impatiently, like ants on a hot pot.
Looking at the real-time map of North America displayed on the screen, he felt his hands and feet trembling, his heart filled with unbearable fear, as if needles were pricking him.
He wasn't afraid of these monsters, nor was he afraid of "falling" from the sky.
He was afraid because he had seen them—seen the enormous number of Mutants invading North America.
Across the entire North America War Zone, countless Third Order Awakeners were also moving rapidly toward several Coordinates!
Obviously!
Whether they were Mutants or those refugees, those damned pieces of trash had definitely discovered Team Leader Lin's location! At the very least, they had determined the general area!
He was afraid that in the next second, Team Leader Lin's portrait on the Team Panel would go completely dark!
"Brother Zhang!"
"Trust me! This is the fastest speed possible! At most two hundred and forty seconds—within two hundred and forty seconds, we'll be able to move above North America!"
Looking at the real-time map displayed on the satellite's giant screen,
Gao Tian's face was pale as he clenched both fists tightly.