The sun slowly rose to its peak, then started its descent.
Hans had toiled on his desk the entire time, leaving many matters for his soldiers and people to deal with.
Coby, for one, received the three sets of generators gathered near the small industrial area of the fish processing center and fish port.
Though the stench of the hive's flesh remained, the insides were untouched, much to his happiness.
"Bring it over there," Coby pointed for the soldiers to follow.
The soldiers grunted, lifting the generator and pulling it to where Coby wanted.
At that moment, the two maintenance crew members, Caleb and Evans, approached.
Hans's Engineers jogged in the background, their feet loudly thumping on the ground while carrying their large yellow cases.
"Timely arrival," Coby pulled out his notebook, a map drawn at the center. "Prep the wires. We'll connect the battery over here, with the generators planted on these spots."
