At noon, 12:20, daylight should have long arrived, yet Dawn City seemed to have been devoured by Extreme Night, the dark tide still shrouding the sky.
"Still unable to reach Dawn City?"
At the direction of Tianji Qionggu Strait's Dawn Center, the operation center was bustling, deploying numerous reconnaissance aircraft and Nightwalker troops, but still there came no news from Dawn City.
Inside the base command vehicle, Li Heping, clad in a trench coat military uniform, looked solemn; the tea on the table had gone cold since last night.
"The Sky Patrol Machine can't get close. Even the sky toward Qingbo and Zen Gate is black, and we can't get a signal at all," said the chief of staff Liu Yalou, looking grave.
