A huge explosion reverberated across Pluto. But it wasn't one explosion. It was a lot of explosions occurring simultaneously creating an illusion of an even large and more dangerous explosion.
"Argghh! Where?" The mid-level 9 space abyssal, the temporary commander, Dorak frowned as he spread his space sense across the explosion sites.
All these explosion sites were at the 'critical' facilities. It was also the place for level 7s…
But now, while the facilities themselves were fine, the level 7s were all rolling on the ground.
Most were heavily injured, a few were lightly injured and a few were dead. The only common thing was that none of them were spared.
The soldiers immediately entered a state of emergency. The heavily injured ones were transported to critical centers, the lightly injured ones took potions and stayed in place while the dead ones were thrown into a container vehicle.