About two hours earlier.
Deep underground in the base.
The control center, which should originally have been on the surface, had descended here and been completely sealed off, utterly cut off from the outside world.
There was an independent power system here, along with large stockpiles of food and water.
This was a system built specifically to guard against unforeseen circumstances.
Its main purpose was to ensure that when the base came under attack, the command system would remain intact.
At this moment, quite a few people were gathered in the room.
There were researchers and people from the Ministry of Military alike.
Their expressions were awful. No—they should be called deathly pale.
Though emergency plans had been made, none of them had imagined that one day, they would encounter such a situation themselves.
Of course, that was not why their faces had gone pale.
What truly shocked and helplessly overwhelmed them was that this crisis was not caused by the external factors outlined in their contingency plans, but by an internal rebellion they had barely ever considered.
The blow was too great.
A full day had passed, yet many still had not recovered their senses.
Unable to help themselves, everyone kept looking up at the images displayed across the surrounding walls.
The piercing alarms had been shut off, and the flashing red lights had stopped, but there was no doubt that the situation was dire—very, very dire.
The rebel forces were far larger than they had imagined.
The Science Department, the Ministry of Military, even civilians—people from all of them had joined.
Their numbers were enormous!
It could be said that from the very beginning, they had fallen into an unprecedented disadvantage.
Even General Luo, the base's sole stabilizing pillar, had been gravely wounded. And the one who had