If we can't break through the defense line... then let's die here!
Without the communication system, orders could only be relayed to each combat unit by the Mecha running back and forth.
In the mountainous area a few square kilometers to the east of Hot Spring Town, the trees were densely packed. Towering trees stood in serried ranks, reaching toward the sky. The huge canopies, like umbrellas, obscured the sky. More than twenty thousand Chuckna Warriors hidden in the jungle sprang into action upon receiving their orders.
Sunlight filtered through the leaves, and the damp air was filled with the scent of decaying leaves. Group by group, they formed tidy ranks, checking their equipment and counting their numbers while listening closely to their commanders' detailed explanation of the combat requirements.
