AMAT (6)

In the control room on the island, a few corpses were piled haphazardly in one corner, while a tense group of men and women in black uniforms worked the control panels with laser focus.

"Those Alliance idiots are still trying to wrestle control from us!" one of them grumbled under his breath.

Just then, a woman monitoring the screens spoke up quickly, "General, we've located the EPMA and NMA teams. They destroyed their terminals, but the last footage shows them moving southwest."

"Both academies together?" The gray-haired woman, clearly the General, stood from her chair. "How long until the passage reopens?"

"Three hours, ma'am!"

"You two, come with me. We'll capture them ourselves." She paused and pointed toward two mechas stationed in the corner. "And take those with you."