The massive explosion shook the desert sky like the dying roar of something that should never have been created. Flames billowed high from the logistics sector, engulfing rows of steel crates that held dozens of next-generation killer robots. The heat wave rippled outward, causing the transport aircraft parked at the end of the runway to tremble slightly.
Inside the control cabin, the bespectacled man—the mysterious businessman who never revealed his real name—stared at the monitor with wide eyes, though his lips remained tightly shut. His fist clenched on the table as one by one, red dots—representing robot units—disappeared from the radar.
The main control system projected a final screen: [CONNECTION LOST – ALL UNITS OFFLINE].
The only remaining unit was the main prototype, stored inside a large black crate in the aircraft's cargo bay. Untouched. Unscathed by the blast. And that was all that mattered to him.
