April 25th.
Night, Port of Lundan.
Wayne stood at the port dock, took a deep breath, and said with relish, "No matter how much you breath it in, the smog here is still the most authentic."
Compared to loyal Prussia and serious Ross Federation, Windsor had nothing notable to offer, except for leading far ahead when it came to Insectoids and being unkind.
But Wayne knew it was a good country, possessing the world's best Frank cuisine and the best Frank jokes.
Politeness: Are you Frank?
At 8 p.m., the air was filled with a faint mist.
After Wayne seized the Royal Family's trump card, the night fog blocking Lundan thinned out a lot, and the economically weaker eastern and southern districts gradually prospered during the night.
On the streets, you could see groups of workers heading to factories for overtime.
