After the Defense Division mobilized, the unrest in Fog City quickly subsided. In truth, the Cront Army had not caused much destruction, but they had their own methods.
"They blew up a lot of houses and destroyed our communications system, leaving us unable to confirm how many people had invaded... It certainly disrupted our deployment. I have to admit, their plan was brilliant. Those bastards almost succeeded."
General Haig looked utterly dejected as he recounted what had happened.
"But whatever else happened, you held out."
His friend, Secretary of State for War Viscount Richard Haldane, reached out and patted his shoulder.
"You defended the Royal Palace and His Majesty. That's enough, isn't it?"
"Yes, if I hadn't later discovered His Majesty holding a rifle in the trenches alongside the other soldiers."
General Haig let out a long breath.
"Besides, strictly speaking, the credit wasn't mine."
"What do you mean?"
"My radio picked up a mysterious signal."
At the mention of this, General Haig's expression immediately turned serious.
"He told me how the Kront Army Corps was deployed. I also contacted the Defense Division through his communications channel, and he was the one who warned me about Cront's surprise attack on the Royal Palace. I suspect he fired that last shot, too."
"When you put it that way, this fellow really is mysterious. How did he know all that?"
Viscount Haldane sank into thought as he listened.
"Never mind scouting troop movements. He could even patch you through to the Inner City barracks using his own channel while communications were down? He would have to have an enormous radio tower."
"But we both know that's impossible. We're familiar with all the buildings in Fog City."
General Haig shook his head.
"However..."
"However, he's familiar with the city, too. He could even