"20 Armored vehicles destroyed from a single bomb, it's quite impressive," Lyka read the action report from me and Millie. The report was a piece of paper in the form of armored vehicle lost from the Avoset Union. Of course, it had its own limitation, for purpose that the paper couldn't list every details.
One single bomb was somehow enough to destroy the armored vehicle harassing the North Carmine Federation. Of course, the military industrial complex had more than enough reason to engineer a bomb like that, and I had my own doubts about the accuracy, but all of the doubts were dissipated.
Lyka was drinking some coke at the bar in that base. I was drinking soda with lime while Millie ordered a grape juice. None of us ordered alcohol, even though we were in an alcoholic bar. Well, that was something odd about it, still, not worth it to be thought about.
