Kodell's face turned ashen as he stared at the long-range viewer screen, his entire body seemingly drained of energy.
Before him, the operator of the Command Mecha and several staff officers had turned into stiff figures with twisted expressions.
An unreal fear gripped everyone. No one dared to believe that the First Armored Assault Group, tempered over many years, was simply finished.
The interference in the Command Mecha's instruments buzzed. After a few crisp beeps, they returned to normal. On the radar, dozens of red dots flashed, moving rapidly.
The dust on the screen of the long-range viewer gradually cleared, revealing a hellish scene.
The entire Puluo First Avenue District was a landscape of collapsed skyscrapers, leaving only jagged ruins. Beside them, there stood concrete debris more than ten meters high. Twisted alloy beams and metal frames protruded from the rubble in grotesque shapes. Among them, remnants of several red Mecha could be faintly seen.
