"All personnel whose wristbands haven't turned red, pay attention to your spacing and maintain a buffer distance of at least a hundred meters from the Titan...uh."
In the Pacific Ocean, the voice of the commander sounded in everyone's earpiece.
To carry out this operation of intercepting the Titans, they had specially formed a command team with an overview from high above so as to make real-time tactical decisions.
As for the players on the ocean's surface, they were essentially organized by country and guild into fifty teams, each assigned a team leader and two deputy leaders, responsible for directing their team members on-site.
However, before the commander could finish speaking, a group of nearly five hundred charging into the Titan's buffer zone crowded together, heading straight for the Titan.
"Divine Right, what are you doing?!"
The commander roared in fury, his headache growing by the minute.
