Number One Dungeon Supplier

"What is this signal corruption?" One of the radio operators asked another as a commander picked up the conversation between the operators.

"Any problems?" The commanders felt that they were reaching a point where victory is at their grasp and it was vital to search and eliminate any possible obstacles in the way to ensure that they could overtake Mount Sunn before nightfall. 

"Nothing in particular, Sir. It\'s just that there was a moment of signal corruption. Could be because we are out in the wilds and the massive amount of reports coming in from the front lines." The senior radio operator chimed in as if to not let the commander worry.

However, the private corpo commander felt uneasy. For a few days, all he received were out of the norm attacks that would be considered abnormal to the veterans. If there were only one or two abnormal situations, he would have brushed it off as a special event. But considering how he heard that a commander went into battle, slashing tanks into two, platoons disappearing into thin air and never coming back. Not to mention their latest exploit was a plane that could take down an entire fleet of fighters and bombers… He was in a \'mood\' where he had to accept any difference in the situation as a sign of change on the battlefield. 

"Tell the other commanders in the field to brace and report on any changes in the battlefield, I am not taking any chances. You! Find out where the signal corruption came from and search for its origin." The commander said but the radio operator was dumbfounded. How could he find the signal corruption when it could only be some sort of coincidence based on what he said? The senior radio operator had no choice but to serve his superior\'s paranoia and acknowledged that order.

Meanwhile, on the frontlines, the defending Mechanoids were trying their best to hold off the enemy but it was pretty obvious that their last defensive line was getting thinner and thinner that their only way was to either retreat or die defending.

However, their directive from Jin was to retreat into the Mount Sunn workshop since the Tactical System had already prepared the first ever System made customised dungeon instance 

As Jin sounded his retreat, he also released the dungeon instance, causing all of the entrances and exits to be transformed into the mouths of the deadly monster (figurative speaking.) Only to his defending Mechanoids and Grey Bear Squad, any corpo soldier or mercenary who were rushing into the workshop had been teleported into the instance. Thus, there was no need for Jin to worry about the safety of Old Fammet and Nie as they prepared for the next phase of the fight. 

Unlike the dungeon instance Jin had created, where he blocked off all communications to and fro their enemy headquarters, the Tactical System created one where all communications were still available to the soldiers that entered. Initially, both the System and Jin wanted to block off communications to make them suffer but Jin eventually decided against it mainly because the soldiers would view it as a major threat like the mysterious \'teleportation bomb\' their soldiers were previously susceptible to and might not wish to take further action. 

However, if panic came through the intercoms, there would be more likely to send in reinforcements to assist with the annihilation of enemies within the Mountain. With that plan in mind, the System even wanted to modify Jin\'s dungeon instance where the soldiers trapped with the Giant Metal Worm were crying for help. If there were reports and correspondence from two different battlefields, it could be possible to create chaos in their headquarters allowing them to be distracted for the next phase of attack that Old Flammet and Nie had been hastily working on.

Everyone on Jin\'s side thought that the battle would take days and maybe at least a week, hoping that time would be on their side. However, the loss of their forest through the aggressive napalm attack was something they thought would be the last resort of the private corpos. So, now they were mostly improvising everything including the next phase of attack to slow down the fight further if they could afford it.

But right now, the remaining Mechanoids and the Grey Bear Squad could take a quick breather as the System handles the soldiers and mechanoids that were pouring in, hoping to stomp the workshop quickly and take control of it.

"You should take some rest," Lynn said even though both of them were panting inside the Workshop Control Room.

"What? And let the System have all the fun within the dungeon instance?" Jin smiled as he pointed at one of the monitors which the System had taken over within the control room\'s CCTV wall of screens. "It seems like I can catch up with some buddies when I am in the dungeon instance. At this rate, I honestly don\'t want to know how the System is able to bring them into the picture but I really want to know what they have been doing without my directive."

"The System had its ways. A portal will be opened for you in a minute." The Tactical System reported while Lynn interrupted.

"Trust me, Qiu Yue had been quite a slave driver, probably worse than you. She is the epitome of efficiency and I believe your buddies are dying to see you. Don\'t tire yourself too much, you are currently a Grade 2 Cultivator, not a high grader. Pace your fatigue or we will lose command in this fight that never seems to end."

"Don\'t worry. Old Fammet and Nie would be fixing that problem. Get me out if there are any problems." Jin said as he saw the portal open. Aside from reloading his machine gun and carrying a conventional sword with him, he took a deep breath and jumped into the fray.