The virtual screen in the dock hall is still repeatedly playing the scenes from the assembly of the 31st Army amid the changing lights.
The formation began from a corner, as if someone had spread a black tablecloth on the ground. The movements of more than twenty thousand Feiyang Mecha soldiers in black uniforms were so synchronized, so clean and efficient, as if they were one person.
Moments later, the entire formation had already taken shape.
This picture, no matter where or when viewed, evokes immense shock and endless aftertaste. But now, in this deathly silent port, no one has the mind to look back at it again.
The five Chuckna Generals and six Feiyang Generals standing in front of the Fatty stand taller than those soldiers in the honor guard who practice military posture every day. Among them, the oldest is over fifty, and the youngest is nearly forty. Most have long been famous, especially Admiral Feng Zhi, who is the third-ranked figure in the Chuckna military.
