C248 Dispatching of Troops and Troops

At seven o'clock in the direction, at a forty-eight degree angle, all eighteen doors... Release!

"Boom …" The sky slid over in a perfect arc, emitting bursts of gorgeous rays, like the flame of a holiday, falling on a predetermined location …

In a split-second, the surroundings of the valley were filled with gunfire, sand, rocks, and dirt