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Two and a half hours later, the piercing sound of alarms resounded throughout the different areas of the warehouse complex, accompanied by the flashing of dazzling red lights.
The soldiers patrolling the area roads all tensed up in unison.
It seemed something significant had happened!
The army charged with guarding the entire warehouse cluster was the Fourth Army Group of the Lethren Alliance (G2, a joint army of two countries).
In the office of the commander of the Fourth Army Group, the deputy officer Skuru tumbled in.
Looking at him, Army Commander and peak sixth-tier powerhouse Grande frowned and reprimanded, "Skuru, remember your image. You are my deputy officer. What kind of picture do you think you're presenting, looking so flustered?"