Fu Junlin's Final Message

April 22, 2297.

At the Final Blade Federation's Red Sun Border Military District, two soldiers were out on patrol.

Ever since they had pushed into the Red Sun Federation, the main combat and construction tasks had shifted there, leaving this garrison with very little to do.

As a result, everyone had been fairly relaxed.

One soldier handed the other a cigarette. They lit up together.

"Whoa, your standard of living has improved lately. Smoking something this good?"

"Tch, didn't you just get a new phone yourself?"

"Haha, there hasn't been any fighting lately, and training's been pretty lax, so I picked up some extra work and made a decent sum."

"You don't know how to save some money? Aren't you getting married?"

"Marry who? Long live being single. Besides, war will break out again soon. Even if I wanted to save, I couldn't."

"You want war?"

"Who would want something like that? You can't even get a peaceful night's sleep! I hate war to death, but what use is that? We still have to fight!"

"Hisss... Haa..."

After taking a deep drag, the other soldier exhaled a thin stream of smoke and gazed into the distance.

And right where he was looking, a massive crack slowly split open in the thick clouds overhead.

Like a pair of scissors cutting through a curtain that covered the sky and sun, it sliced toward them.

Sunlight streamed through the parted clouds and onto the earth. It was the first time they had ever seen real sunlight!

And within that sunlight came countless enormous spacecraft.

It was a colossal fleet of ships!

For a moment, the two were so terrified that neither of them thought to notify the surveillance room.

Instead, a blaring alarm from within the military district snapped them out of it,