"We need assistance! We need assistance! We are under heavy attack!" A man wearing military uniform shouted to his meter. An extreme desperation was shown in his voice!
However, he was at the wilderness. The telecommunication card was of no use at all. His efforts were all fruitless attempts.
"The opponent's attack is too strong! Commander! You have to retreat!" The adjutant general shouted in panic.
The commander switched off the meter dejectedly and said, "Retreat? Where can we go?"
The adjutant general knew that his words would be of no use through his commander's reaction. He stormed forward, struck the commander to unconsciousness, then carried him out and away from the Shuttle. The guards assembled outside earlier but only less than half of them were left. The adjutant general couldn't bother much and he then placed an order urgently, "All of you, attack from the northwest!"
