Cervantes staggered back as if his spine had been removed, barely avoiding a fall with the help of several subordinates who rushed to support him.
"Commander, Commander, what should we do next? Please issue orders quickly!"
The world spun around briefly, and Cervantes' gaze gradually calmed as he said:
"Someone has betrayed us."
The people around him displayed expressions of confusion.
"The location of Gernika is known only to those among us."
"Those tactical deployments must have been leaked to Firefly by someone, surely..."
The stares directed at Cervantes became increasingly complex, knowing the final tactical deployments had not been discussed with any high-ranking Revolutionary Army members; the army's role was merely to execute their own orders.
These orders theoretically existed as a complete model only in Cervantes' mind.
"The administrative district's defense line has been breached; those Firefly troops have pushed in!"
