Inside the Command Center.
Some had blood on their foreheads, some had dislocated arms, and several soldiers were pinned beneath fallen equipment, groaning in pain.
"Medical team, save the wounded first! Send the critically injured to the underground hospital immediately!"
A metal edge had slashed through the uniform on Zheng Jinren's shoulder, and blood ran down his arm, but he had no time to attend to it. He quickly said:
"Has the No. 2 Power Supply Circuit restarted?"
"Just one last set of nodes to go!"
"Have Backup Energy take over directly. Don't wait for the Main Circuit."
"Understood!"
"Restore the Command System immediately and assess the battlefield situation!"
"Yes!"
Orders came in rapid succession, and the chaotic hall quickly resumed functioning.
Several staff officers dragged the fallen screens back onto the desks and connected them to the Main Control Console through backup ports.
Technicians opened damaged casings and replaced burnt-out wiring.
Communications soldiers ran toward the backup equipment room with portable devices in their arms, reconnecting the severed Theater Links one by one.
Medical personnel poured in through the side door, dragging the wounded to the wall to stop their bleeding and immobilize their injuries.
Just then, a staff officer suddenly realized something, and a look of disbelief appeared on their face.
"Commander Zheng..."
"Speak."
"The Domain Pressure... has vanished!"
The hall fell silent for a moment.
The staff officer raised a hand and pressed it against their chest, seemingly worried that it had only been an illusion.
"That pressure from before... it's completely gone now."
Only then did the others react. They had all felt the change, and exclaimed in delighted surprise:
"You're right, it's gone! I'm back to normal!"
"I could barely breathe earlier. That pressure was terrifying, like I was about to die!"
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