The military's general officers naturally possess extremely high-security levels.
However, these battlefield-born warriors understand one thing—even the best and most loyal guards cannot protect them every moment.
The only person worth trusting and relying on is oneself.
So, while equipped with guards, all senior military leaders are outfitted with a set of personal armor to handle imminent disasters.
But...perhaps because they haven't been used for too long, rust appeared at the screw connectors of the mech components.
"It's been...more than ten years since there was a war."
The general looked at the rust spots with some emotion and sighed, "The military has not seen blood for too long. Some soldiers' hands haven't even stained with human lives."
"That's fine...let the impending war come."
"It's time to wake those young ones who have enjoyed a decade in comfort."
As he finished speaking, his body was also completely enveloped by black threads.
