33 Days Since First Strike — Lucena Command Hub
The rain had stopped just an hour ago, leaving the streets of Phoenix Sector-1 glistening under the rising sun. Water dripped from solar awnings above every walkway, and the scent of wet concrete mixed with the earthy perfume of new crops. Children splashed in shallow puddles, their laughter bouncing between half-finished structures. The city was still raw, but alive.
Inside the Command Hub, Thomas stood over a wide planning table. A digital map of southern Luzon displayed in full detail—each known settlement flickering with soft green markers, and swaths of unexplored land glowing amber.
To his right, Dr. Sato was adjusting the live biosignal feed. To his left, Phillip scrolled through the latest updates from the Redsand integration.
"They've sent their first medics," Phillip reported. "Two of them. Plus a carpenter and three scouts. They'll arrive in San Fernando by tomorrow."
