Lin Mo and Long Zhan had just entered the Command Center in the Terra Fief when the giant screen directly ahead was already filled with a glaring red light.
In the Command Hall, the staff officers and technicians were already at their stations. The clatter of keyboards mingled with communications reports and alarms.
The atmosphere was tense.
Long Zhan dispensed with pleasantries, walked up to the Main Screen, and asked directly:
"Have the exact coordinates been confirmed?"
The duty staff officer immediately rose and saluted.
"General, the first round of spatial fluctuation detection could only narrow down the approximate areas, with a margin of error between one and three kilometers."
"The missiles for the second round of precision positioning have reached all six targets and are deploying detectors."
As he finished speaking, the Main Screen automatically split into six sections.
Six modified high-speed missiles pierced through the clouds, each arriving above one of the six anomalous areas.
The next second, the casings at the front of the missiles snapped open. Inside were not explosives, but silver-gray Spatial Fluctuation Detectors.
After separating from the missile bodies, the detectors fell downward. Small stabilizer wings unfolded at their tails, then parachutes deployed, gradually slowing them in midair.
As they descended, rings of blue sensor arrays lit up across their surfaces and began collecting data on the surrounding spatial fluctuations at a furious pace.
The technicians watched the incoming curves, their fingers moving so fast they almost blurred.
"Area one data feed connected!"
"Area two locked on!"
"Spatial fluctuation intensity in area three is rising! Correcting coordinates!"
In less than ten seconds, the technician at the very front abruptly looked up and shouted,
"Report! Precision positioning completed for all six anomalies!"
"All are deep underground! The shallowest is five hundred and twelve meters down,