The main battlefront on Callisto.
Lasers flashed across a battlefield stretching for several kilometers. Explosions, smoke, and torrents of bullets filled the entire area as both sides fought with everything they had.
"Squad C, do your best to block that marked saucer's flight path from long range. Squad B, move up as bait. Self-destruct the moment you get a chance!"
"Attention, airspace at coordinates XXX! The enemy is about to self-destruct. Disengage immediately!"
"Send two flight squadrons ahead to scout. Watch for any enemy reinforcements!"
"Logistics team, send another fifty antiair missile pods from the base. Rush them to the front on flying transports!"
"Ground units without flight capability, ignore the aerial battle. All units except antiair forces, keep advancing! Go, go, go! Reach their base and we win!"
Inside the virtual operations room, over a hundred staff officers reviewed real-time combat data streaming in from every sector while issuing a steady flow of orders to coordinate the fighting.
Yuri watched every shift in the battle with rapt attention, issuing an occasional command. His face was slightly flushed. To claim he was not excited about commanding an interstellar war involving such futuristic concepts... would have been an outright lie!
But if there was one thing that kept this from being perfect, it was... the size!
Yuri had always firmly believed that caliber was justice! Sweeping everything aside with a massive tide of armor and enormous cannons was the most romantic way to wage war!
Even if toys like these Miniature Robots had decent firepower, they shattered at the slightest touch. They did not suit General Yuri's violent aesthetics at all! He had even submitted several equipment manufacturing suggestions to the AI Core...
When Nie Yun learned of this, he immediately felt he had found a kindred spirit and could