SOL Jump
翻訳者: Xiao Lai 編集者: AtlasStudios
The East Lake Bastion didn’t look entirely unlike a Big Mac, floating silently through the expansive blackness of the universe. Military vessels frequently came and went from it’s docking port.
Space bastions had become a staple of the modern military, going so far as to be a fair indication of an organization’s strength.
The Northern Alliance possessed the most, numbering twelve, with the Western and Eastern bastions numbering only five each. Both the Eastern and Western alliances perpetually sought to increase their number, in order to compete with the North.