In the highest command center of American Forces.
In Space Monitoring Office.
Triston Collins, Director of the office, stared at the numerous red dots on the screen solemnly. He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles were white.
"Mr. Collins."
"Have you found anything?"
"Yes. According to the information, the Dragon Forces of Celestial Palace suddenly retreated when they were chasing the raiders. A hundred thousand Dragon Soldiers boarded the fighter planes and left for America."
Triston was shocked and said in a deep voice, "In other words, the numerous red dots are the fighter planes of Dragon Forces. The Dragon King and a hundred thousand Dragon Soldiers are going to America."
"It should be yes."
The office was deathly silent.
Triston gritted his teeth and was puzzled.
