General Namgung watched the screen. Seen from far above, machines, nearly one hundred in all, moved northward through a forest. He gave the order. Momentarily the screen was washed out by the blast. When it cleared, the forest was gone and the machines lay scattered.
Nearby Corporal Ryu stood rigid.
“These machines will not defy us.”
Minutes passed before the screen blinked with data. The machines were moving again.
“Impossible!” cursed Namgung. “It must be this thing at the polar Ring!”
“Sir,” she said.
“Redirect the bombers!” the General bellowed.
Ryu nodded and bowed and screamed silently within.