Fifteen minutes later, Lin Xinghai stood atop a factory building in the Industrial Park, watching the teeming crowd of people and Combat Robots below as they busily loaded all sorts of supplies onto Armored Vehicles.
From his vantage point, it looked just like ants moving their nest.
In fact, they were doing the very same thing.
Except they weren't moving their own home—they were hauling someone else's "home" back with them.
Armored Vehicles, packed with supplies and equipment, drove one after another down the safely cleared corridor, heading out of Guanghan City. The convoy was so long you could barely see where it ended.
They would first transport these supplies to the Military Department's main base outside Guanghan City.
Once the supplies reached the base, they were essentially halfway to being secure.
"Colonel Zhang Yue, about how long will it take to clear this place out?" Lin Xinghai asked Zhang Yue, who was standing beside him.
