Some Leray warriors' eyes instantly turned red. In that country tens of jump points away, they had their homes, their family and friends, their beloved women, and their life's memories. They had always been proud of Leray's resilience and of everything they had done.
When one Leray youth after another sang and briskly marched onto the battlefield, when they roared as they fired from the trenches, when they recklessly charged at the enemy Mecha with fusion hand grenades strapped to their bodies, the image of this country was so vibrant.
But now, all dignity and glory have turned into filth and chaos!
A group of cowards hiding in the capital, who had never set foot on the battlefield, betrayed the nation. They threw batch after batch of iron-blooded soldiers into prison, spread shameless surrender talks in the streets, cared only about their own lives and interests, and disregarded the blood-stained Leray military flag flying on the battlefield!
