Strike!

Olga switched her Big Asteroid newsfeed to a Temple newsfeed. The optical newsfeed showed millions of CGA soldiers standing on the southern beaches of their countries in their black and grey mottled armor shrieking and cheering as Karen and Marilyn's vintage aircraft launched. Women soldiers held their thigh steel up high in their hands; stilettos ready for enemy abdomens. The women screamed with red mouths distorted in rage on their helmetless faces, their thigh steel held high ready to disembowel any enemy that appeared. The women soldiers remembered the horror the Kulum soldiers had committed on captured sister soldiers, they also witnessed the brutality Butakeem soldiers had committed on Kulum civilians. There would be no quarter given or asked by the Combined Government Soldiers.
Men and women soldiers witnessed an impressive cacophony of thousands of roaring hydrogen engines and displaced air from hundreds of airbases in Tsitsistas Land, Southland, and Hansa Land. Hansa Land also sent their landships south from their Galleries to join the fighting with their electric cannons housed in sponsons and turrets.
Olga switched from newsfeed to newsfeed looking for Sara without luck. She had no idea what the constant redeployment of Black Boar's land and sea armies meant. To her, the Collective was winning the war.