"Attack!"
"Show them what we're made of!!"
And so the chaotic battle began.
By the time security personnel arrived, they couldn't break it up.
This incident was later known as the "United Nations Clash!"
…
"Boss, boss, it's erupted into a fight."
Victor was handling preparations when Casare burst in. He frowned and gestured for silence.
Fat Casare quickly shut his mouth.
"Ensure that the frontline troops in the Sonora State and Tijuana regions are fully equipped with weapons. Also, allow the Fourth Army to take over Tijuana if necessary, and approve the formation of local militias."
"War's breaking out; are you nervous?"
Opposite him, Rommel's expression remained steady. "General, rest assured. I will protect the West Gate of our homeland. It will not fall!"
Victor paused briefly, then spoke, "Don't worry. Reinforcements will arrive. I'll allocate three divisions to you. We've struggled to achieve these victories; we won't allow anyone to sabotage them."
"Understood!"
