Infor MsWorld
Chapter 1841
The Urgent Message @X 3.59% ☐ Despite leading a large force, Quell and Vachon were taking a beating from the constant firing coming from the northern base fortress. Feeling stuck and unsure, they had no choice but to retreat.
"Quell, Vachon, Mr. Emmanuel sent us an urgent message!" Aqua called out as she arrived on horseback, having ridden from the central region. Surveying the grim scene, she thought, This battlefield is a mess-bodies everywhere, and blood staining the ground.
"What's up, Aqua?" Vachon asked, clearly fretted as he noticed her hesitation.
"Wait, what?" Aqua snapped back to focus, realizing they couldn't allow any delays.
Composing herself, she clarified, "Mr. Emmanuel just got word that the Airspace Group is coming and will reach us in about eleven hours. We've got less than nine hours to act. By 6 p.m., we need to hit all five buttons at all the bases to open the docks." 19.31 Wed Sep 18 Chap 1941 The Urgent Message 59% She made the trip in just an hour to get the message. However, the northern base was so far from the dock that it would take a minimum of two hours to reach it. Given the tight schedule, they realistically had around seven hours to wrap things up. Thus, they were short of the nine hours they initially believed they had.
"Capture it before 6 p.m.? That's a joke!" Quell laughed bitterly, his frustration evident.
Seeing the devastation around them, Aqua felt sad but pushed it aside. Listen up! Two hours ago, the Southern Alliance took control of the southern base! We, the Black Wolf Team, can't let the Ophanim Clan get the better of us!" As soon as she finished, she second-guessed her words. She knew how driven Quell and Vachon were. The thought of falling behind was something they couldn't tolerate.
On the other hand, TriSec was even more fired up. Standing tall, he swore, D'mn it! We can't let the Ophanim Clan outdo us. I'll buy us sbreathing The Urgent Message 59% room with a direct attack. You all focus on flushing out those b*stards holed up in the fortress!" Just then, Quell shot him a skeptical look. "How are you planning to buy us time, TriSec?" TriSec was all business. "I've got my methods. Just get the others ready to backup." "Got it!" Quell, fiercely loyal to Emmanuel and determined not to be the weak link, snapped into action. "Get ready for a new attack on the enemy base in twenty minutes!" Our powerful force of over two thousand has shrunk to just over a thousand. Plus, we hadn't breached the enemy's defenses before-can we pull it off now? Uncertainty and worry were evident on the soldiers' faces. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
"Solana!" TriSec called out before heading into the fray, seeking out the Frost and FlAlliance member.
The Urgent Message 200 597- # Though both wielded fire, their styles were distinct, and neither matched the ferocity of the Queen of the Dark Night Islands' flames.
"What's up?" Solana asked, glancing over as she finished prepping her gear for the upcoming clash with the Airspace Group.
"I need a favor. Givesof your firepower when I charge the enemy base gate!" TriSec stated, his voice earnest despite his usual upbeat demeanor and "three seconds" catchphrase.