1558 And So It Began!
The night was supposed to pass by peacefully, with many already slumbering away unbeknownst to the impending danger lurking around.
His beloved woman in his arms, his eyes sweat and sugary, and his mouth curved into a smile... Lucius was indeed in Sleepville.
He unconsciously rubbed his face against Mother Kim's chest, his unawakened consciousness finding his soft spot he usually aimed.
Ah yes...
This was the life.
So calm... So blissful... So wonderful... So---
~Ring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~~
Lucius shot up with grievances on his face.
If the call wasn't important, he would have someone's head by morning.
He had just closed his eyes an hour and 46 minutes ago. But as a Military man and a King-Father to a renowned empire, his body had long been trained to be ready for action when need be.
Lucius stretched his hands fast, not wanting the ringing noise to disturb his lady.
His hands moved to the phone, and his body peeled away from Kim.
Mother Kim's frown loosened after he picked up the phone.
Phew~
Lucius gained his feet, stepping away from the bed with the coded receiver in his hand. And almost immediately, an urgent voice echoed from the other end.
1, 2, 3...
Boom!
Lucius was now wide awake.
An invasion? Not on his watch!
With an imaginary lightning speed, Lucius slid into his emergency boots, opened his bedside drawer, and took out the emergency military uniform he always placed.
From experience, one must always have their uniform close by, as well as their weapons.
Even before coming to Baymard, such a thing was the norm. Sleeping in one's attire was what 99% of military personnel did.
Assassins came by daily, wars rampant, noble factions fighting each other... How can anyone keep their military attorney too far away?
Sleeping with one's sword or danger behind their pillows gave many the feeling of being safe.
Sometimes during campaigns when marching about in full armor, they also slipped in their armor for months no matter how unconstrained it felt.
If he, Lucius, had to go back to the days of wearing chunky armor and sleeping with them, he would advise anyone to sit up and lean against a surface when sleeping.
It was much more comfortable than lying flat down. The armor raised one's neck uncomfortably and gave severe back pain too.
If sleeping on a bed with armor, make sure to stagger the pillows in an inclined manner.
Provided the space was elevated even by a bit, the results would be better than sleeping on leveled ground wearing full armor.
Of course in a seated position, at least one would be relying on the soft meat of their tushie to rest rather than feeling the pressure from the metal when flying flat with no inclines.
How to say it?
It's like a lying turtle upside down. At least a turtle's shell was naturally made to accommodate it.
But with armor... So uncomfortable.
(!w!)
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In a flash, Lucius was dressed, leaving a quick note by mother Kim's beside table and fleeing the room after pecking her on her cheeks.
It was funny how he was holding his boots and tiptoeing out the room. And when he closed the door quietly, it was as though he had left all his warmth in the room.
Lucius turned his Walkie on with a grim expression.
"Calling all palace guards, assemble at Open ground immediately!!!"
Lucius switched stations on his walkie. "Juliet, Zain... contact the barracks, the prisons, and the stations... I want stat immediately."
Lucius' mind quickly went to work.
He would take 1/3rd of the guards away, leaving the rest to guard the palace.
His orders... Under no circumstance should his Mother Kim, little Kora, or anyone else leave the palace until they get orders from him.
If the war goes well into the day and even the afternoon, you best believe Baymard would have a forced holiday, with schools not resuming until afternoon or not at all.
The streets will be filled with Police officers, allowing only those working in places like the hospitals or the lower region to head out and work.
Such patients would also be allowed to move about, especially if it's an emergency with someone fainting at home, having a stroke, or needing some service.
Of course, all this was if things carried on well into the day.
They planned to round things up fast before dawn. And no matter what happens, these invaders must not pass the Coastal zones!!!
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Dammit!
Lucius heard the estimated number from Gary, almost fainting in the process.
No! They had to give it everything they got relying on handheld weapons and nothing more.
They couldn't very well use tanks and blow up their territory, could they?
Lucius closed his quivering eyes, knowing they wouldn't be sinking all these ships.
Why? Because they didn't want the good of tens and thousands of slaves in their hands.
With all these ships, do you know how many people are chained up down there?
They would have nowhere to go but sink below, unlike the ones who could swim up.
This was just too much blood of the innocent.
How does one become a Morg slave rower?
Easy.
Every time pirates kidnapped people and put them to the test via competition, those they deemed 'weak' automatically turned into slaves, not wanting to be a part of any pirate or noble Morg crew. And so they begin rowing and rowing till they drop, dying at sea many a time.
From the information they collected and their experience dealing with Morgs, they knew these lot suffered in bondage, with some even being eaten by Cannibalistic Morgs if they dared to defy orders from their captains.
As slaves, they had to live worst than dogs. But once in a while, some dared to retaliate, ending up in plates of these cannibal Morgs.
So knowing all they did, how could they shoot these ships down?
They believed in karma. And taking down these ships knowing what they knew would mean they disregard the lives of these lot.
Ahhh!~~
Lucius ruffled his hair bitterly.
Damn his conscience.
Even if everyone did agree to shoot the ships down, he would totally be against it.
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F***!
He squeezed his walkie fiercely, "First line of action. Report."
[Gary]: "We have 80 underwater ships heading towards the incoming fleets. Our men will sneak aboard the ships from the far back and begin taking action."
[Trey]: "The enemy is still oblivious we are aware of their presence. They plan to surprise us. But we now have the advantage of surprising them!"
Hmmm...
Lucius entered his vehicle, gesturing for the driver to move out while assessing the situation.
Yes.
The enemy is saying towards them with no light aboard their ships.
It was pitch black out there for them. And because the enemy was unaware they had submarine ships, they have the upper hand for now.
Though these ball-shaped submarines could carry a maximum of 50 people at once, they were confident that with the elite groups sent out in all 80 subs, they should be able to handle the first line of enemy ships at the very back of the formation.
Of course, the submarines would go and come severally, loading more marines and soldiers aboard as many times as needed until the enemy ships reached the shores.
Yes.
Since they weren't going to shoot these ships down, they knew the enemy would touch Baymard soil.
But unfortunately for them, they won't be infiltrating even 1/5th into the coastal districts.
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"Good. Keep me posted." Lucius switched stations again.
Everyone wanted to talk to report matters from all directions.
[Sir. All brigades have sent their teams out. Trigger traps set, drones in the sky, snipers in position, and everyone in camouflage.]
"Good. The enemy will land, thinking they're still invincible. Stay hidden until the attack order is given."
[Copy that. Over.]
Lucius looked out the car window and sighed.
What a chaotic night.
Wow~ Wow~ Wow~
Police sirens invaded the stress, with uncountable cop vehicles and personnel on the streets.
"What is our duty?"
"To serve and protect!"
"To serve and protect!"
Bulletproof vests that could also stop arrows, black police shields on hand and many police officers were lined up across the orders dividing the coastal regions from the rest of Baymard.
They were Baymard's third line of defense if the Navy, Soldiers, marines, and special correctional/prison squads failed to stop the invaders from reaching this point.
Many clenched their weapons, breathing heavily.
This was the first time such a thing was occurring, only showing how big of an army the enemy had.
No one spoke, leaving the hurting silence to choke them all.
And sure enough, Baymard's move was so great that even spies within the city woke up and stared out their windows.
'What's going on? Why all the big movements?'
No matter how they asked, there was no one to answer their questions. But some Morg spies in the city smiled slyly, having a hunch on it all.
Hehehehehehe~
Finally... It was beginning.
