Three years

Three years later-- Above the steep hill-- The headquarters building

*Sooof* Alexander took a long sip of the hot drink in his hands, "The time limit His Excellency has set for us is fast approaching..."

Emily rubbed her forehead for a few seconds, "Yes, he has given us several tasks to quickly strengthen the army before that day arrives... There are approximately four years and ten months left? I don't know if we can do it in time, we still have a long way to go until the army reaches the degree of armament and readiness that His Excellency expects, especially since production stopped for a long period in the factories and workshops of the Ancestral Continent after the war against the rebels began..."