Since war is all about winning anyway, it was better not to think that their own power would be weak just because they were weak.

The colonel guided Sirone and the others to the underground bunker.

The bunker�s security system was in no way inferior to the association�s technology, and when the iron door was opened, numerous mechanical devices were operating.

While the technicians were busy moving their hands while watching the monitors, a man in a commander�s cape watched their work with his hands behind his back.

�Commander, Sirone has been brought to you.�

At the colonel�s words, the commander turned around.

It was a man in his late 20s with a long scar running down the side of his ear from his temple.

Her thin lips were stubbornly closed, and the eyes behind her glasses showed coolness and passion.

Crude, the first commander of the rebels.

As Kanya had told me, he was a young man.

Age doesn�t matter much in a war, especially if it�s a battle with a lot of defeat.

What the soldiers wanted was a commander who had the courage to rush towards death first and the tactical skills to save as many people as possible.

Crude was a man who met exactly that condition.

He is a genius pilot who knows everything about the maintenance, driving, and operation of the Titan belonging to the 3rd level mecha combat system, and a mecha war hero with a history of defeating Mara.

�Are you Sirone?�

Crud held out his hand to Sirone.

�nice to meet.�This is Krude, the first commander of the rebels.�

�This is Sirone.�

Crude looked carefully at Sirone and the others.

Having numerous battle experiences, he recognized the strength of the party at a glance, but his dignified eyes did not waver.

But when I saw Fleur, my eyes lingered for a moment, going back to being a twenty-eight-year-old engineer who had struggled with machines all his life.

A slim, straight-style woman with blue hair braided down to her waist.

What I particularly liked was her eyes.�Among her group, she was the only one with full strength.

Like a heroine entering the battlefield for the first time.

But that was it.

Crude also knew the anecdote of Sirone, the light of District 73, but the war he actually experienced was too realistic to rely on myths.

�Go to a quiet place.�

Crude guided everyone to the strategy meeting room deep inside the bunker.

Of course, tea was not served, and as soon as we sat down, we got down to business.

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