Is this Defense Line 16270?
Peter Brown received the order to depart and arrived here aboard a dedicated transport craft.
Speaking frankly, this area is only about 10 kilometers in size.
"I am the stationed Commander here, and from now on, this piece of land belongs to your Purple River Star Region. Whatever means you employ, this defensive position must not be lost. Retreat and you will be executed!"
The person standing before Peter was obviously a highly cultivated individual, standing there with an imposing aura.
"Commander, you must know my situation. I may not be able to hold this territory. My death is a trivial matter, but I'm worried it could affect the entire battle situation."
Peter didn't truly believe they would just hand over this defensive formation to him, so he straightforwardly voiced his concerns.
