Safe Zone, War Readiness Zone 1.
Everyone in the conference room watched the battle reports arriving from the front lines.
The United Government's top leadership occasionally received reports on defensive deployments and requests for reinforcements from various positions, which were then passed to Olof to issue orders adjusting the defenses.
Meanwhile, Wei Rulai, who commanded more than a hundred thousand troops in the Mobile Fortress Unit, had become their firefighter, constantly directing his forces to shore up defenses in the various War Readiness Zones.
Qian Wendao's gaze focused on a group standing a short distance outside War Readiness Zone 1.
They made no moves, merely waiting in silence. No one knew what they were planning.
"The Eighth Domain has an enormous Huaguo population, and tonight happens to be when they celebrate their New Year. Those foolish natives' defenses must be as loose as towers of sand. Sir William, choosing to descend tonight was a truly brilliant decision!"
Granny Hua stooped, her deeply wrinkled face wreathed in a fawning smile as she lavished praise on him in fluent European.
"You flatter me." The man in the suit addressed as William gave a slight nod, his tone bland.
Beside him, Margaret, dressed in a trench coat, took half a step forward and reported respectfully in an impeccable aristocratic accent, "Sir William, the preliminary reconnaissance reports from all assault squads have now been compiled."
William raised a hand slightly. "Excellent. Hand this intelligence over to Domain Master Sima Ji. He will assume full responsibility for tactical coordination from here."
"As you wish, sir."
Margaret turned and presented Sima Ji with a metal device resembling an old-fashioned fax machine. Strips of paper covered in incomplete text kept feeding out of its slot.
Sima Ji took the paper strips, and a single glance made him