He gave a sharp military salute and turned to relay the deeply humiliating order.
Soon, the sound of cannon fire from the various positions around the port grew sparse.
Inside the Command Tower, an oppressive silence fell once more.
Outside the window, a few of Jiangbei City's Titan Battle Armors patrolled the coastal waters with blatant arrogance.
Liu Zhen didn't look any longer. He turned his back, slowly drew a soft flannel cloth from his coat, and began to wipe down his Tiger Soul Battle Saber, inch by inch.
The blade reflected his weathered face and his cold, white prosthetic eye.
He knew that with Dragon's Fang Port out of contact for this long, General Li Tiecheng must be taking action.
Reinforcements would definitely come.
'The only problem... is Time.'
'And Time is what we lack most.'
Since Jiangbei City dared to make such a big move, they would surely act fast.
By the time East Sea City's fleet arrived, it would be too late.
