"Damn it, watch out for the enemy attack!" Governor Alexander shouted as he ran towards the not-so-distant defensive works without looking back.
These flying creatures were no joke; the bombs they dropped were deadly and their power was no less than that of small and medium caliber firearms. Being in the air, they could hit enemies that ground firearms couldn't.
Boom!
Perhaps Governor Alexander's will to survive moved God; anyway, a bomb exploded next to Governor Alexander, taking him and the East Indies natives' beloved Governor to meet God.
"Governor Sir!"
The guards and messengers around Governor Alexander were in chaos, but their pace towards the defensive works was even faster.
Being hit by a bomb at close range, Governor Alexander had no hope of surviving, let alone piecing together a complete body.
In such a situation, his guards and soldiers wouldn't sacrifice their own lives for a pile of broken flesh, as their own safety had become more important than anything else.
