A lone armored vehicle sped through the desert, leaving behind clouds of sand behind. Atop it was a machine gunner pointing his barrel forward as sweat dripped from his forehead. Half a decade had passed since the creation of the Eternal Sun Domain. The Great War between the United World Government and the League of Humanity simmered, though skirmishes between territories remained ablaze.
"Are you sure that the intel is accurate?" In the backseat of the armored vehicle, a man complained while taking a deep puff of his cigarette. Smugglers and scavengers roamed the Eternal Sun Domain for technologies and armaments belonging to the two great factions.
These arcane technologies tend to originate from wreckages of the United World Government's strategic ships and the ruins of the League of Humanity's imperial fortresses.
