Jinmen, squads of Allied Forces soldiers were assembling as they moved through the streets.
Many citizens stood by, watching. Most wore numb expressions, while others used small carts to transport goods for the invaders to earn a little money to sustain themselves.
As one of the first batch of open trading ports, Jinmen was scattered with concessions, and people had grown accustomed to the presence of foreigners and had learned how to deal with them to some extent.
To these commoners, war seemed like a matter between the Imperial Court and the foreigners, irrelevant to their own lives.
Only they thought today's foreigners were dressed particularly formally. Not only were their uniforms new, but their faces were washed exceptionally clean.
Commander Simo was also present, indicating some important occasion was at hand.
Soon, the answer was revealed.
In the direction of the harbor, the sky suddenly darkened, obscured by a thick cloud of ominous black.
