Aboard the Red Bull Gang's Main Ship
"Leader, multiple smaller signatures have suddenly appeared on our radar! They've split into four groups and are approaching rapidly from the bow!" Colt hurriedly reported.
"Damn! They're already deploying mechs?!" Cade, the leader of the Red Bull Gang, exclaimed, jumping out of his seat. "How many?"
"More than forty-eight, Leader!" Colt immediately replied. "And that's only the number we can detect. There's no telling how many more might still be out there!"
"Damn it! Who the hell is this bastard targeting us?!" Cade lost his temper and cursed furiously.
"Colt, I'm going to lead our own mech squad into battle! I'll leave command of the fleet in your hands. Do whatever you must to ensure we don't suffer too many losses!"
Although Cade was losing his temper, he wasn't a fool. He knew what needed to be done in any given situation.
"Y-Yes, Leader!" Colt nodded.
