"Only minor injuries, just over a dozen, and... all our transportation equipment has been destroyed, there's not a single usable vehicle now."
"You can go to hell!"
Barton cursed angrily, slamming down the phone.
A sophisticated base of over three hundred people was invaded by just over twenty, leaving only a dozen survivors.
That was his pride, the Northwest Legion!
"General?"
The assistant cautiously spoke up from the side.
"Immediately relay my orders, the first and second bases are to deploy all personnel to seal off all areas within a 200-kilometer radius of the third base," General Barton slammed his palm on the table, "No matter what, find that child, dead or alive. Kill all invaders, and later claim it was foreign agents trying to steal our military intelligence. Absolutely no one must know of this!"
