Around the Outpost Base, which was as vast as a town, stood black iron walls. Dense metal storms rotated atop the more than four-meter-high walls. Even birds flying overhead would be locked onto by the metal storms' auto-aim systems and shot down in single-fire mode.
Beyond the Outpost Base lay the vast Forbidden Forest, its shade spreading like a blanket. Countless drones patrolled within a thirty-kilometer radius to guard against a sudden giant invasion. Inside the Outpost Base, things were exceptionally lively.
For some reason, Qing Chen thought of the phrase, "Gongs and drums thundered, firecrackers blared, red flags fluttered, and crowds packed the streets." To put it more plainly: chaos. Utter chaos.
Qing Chen even saw soldiers setting up a temporary swimming pool on the airport runway. A group of big-headed white soldiers soaked in it, whistling at passing female soldiers. In the Eastern Continent Federation's Group Army, those whistling, pool-soaking fools would probably have been shot on the spot long ago.
Moreover, after many airships landed, minor nobles wandered around asking whom they should report to, only for no one to pay them any attention even after half an hour. He had probably gained some understanding of Marquis Borton, who was in charge of Outpost Base Number 3...
The Kingdom of Roosevelt had a total of nine Outpost Bases outside the Forbidden Forest, stationed at the key routes linking the Giant Dynasty to human cities.
When the kingdom went on expedition, all nobles had to be reorganized at these nine Outpost Bases. Only upon arriving here would Blue Mountain learn which division, brigade, and regiment of the Group Army he belonged to, who commanded him, and what his combat mission was.
Blue Mountain, the Crimson Blood Squad, and the slave army aboard Kennedy 1 all disembarked for organizational