Kodell's face turned ashen as he stared at the long-range viewer screen, his entire body seemingly drained of energy.
Before him, the operator of the Command cha and several staff officers had turned into stiff figures with twisted expressions.
An unreal fear gripped everyone. No one dared to believe that the First Armored Assault Group, tempered over many years, was simply finished.
The interference in the Command cha's instrunts buzzed. After a few crisp beeps, they returned to normal. On the radar, dozens of red dots flashed, moving rapidly.
The dust on the screen of the long-range viewer gradually cleared, revealing a hellish scene.
The entire Puluo First Avenue District was a landscape of collapsed skyscrapers, leaving only jagged ruins. Beside them, there stood concrete debris more than ten ters high. Twisted alloy beams and tal fras protruded from the rubble in grotesque shapes. Among them, remnants of several red cha could be faintly seen.
Dozens of black cha had completely surrounded the area.
They moved like demons from hell over the rubble, chopping down any red cha that still managed to move with their axes.
As more and more red dots appeared on the radar, and the statistics fixed on the number 106, Kodell's face suddenly went pale, his eyes reddened.
This number indicated that out of the entire First Assault Group, only one company was still foolishly blocked on the western side, while the rest—over 1,100 cha—were all lost! The opponent, on the other hand, had only lost fourteen cha, most of which had rely been temporarily disabled.
Years of rigorous training... stepping into Puluo Town with high spirits... confidently aiming to surpass the Blood Shadow cha Group... tasting the power of controlling life and death... witnessing the world turning into a bloodbath with a single command...
All delusions ended with a mocking slap from the enemy!
A sharp pain gripped Kodell's heart. He clutched his chest tightly, his fingertips whitening from the exertion. He had no idea what kind of bastard could design such a cruel and horrifying trap!
In the silence, the communication screen of the Command cha lit up.
Fatty's image appeared on the virtual screen. Blinking his eyes, he looked at Kodell, who was clutching his chest, half-dead, and opened his mouth wide in confusion: "What's wrong... does it hurt?"
Overwheld with anger, a mouthful of blood spurted from Kodell's mouth, staining the command console before him.
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"God!"
In an instant, a thunderous cheer erupted across the skies of Puluo Town.
Still trembling uncontrollably with excitent, Zhang Kai looked up, and the entire world had turned into a sea of joy.
Around him, everyone was screaming and even howling wildly. They hugged each other, high-fived, and cheered.
In the building opposite, a young man excitedly stripped off his clothes, waving a Mars freedom flag he had found from sowhere. Quickly, a girl pulled him off the windowsill, hugging and jumping with him.
Several other n, also shirtless, ran up and down the building, their necks strained and faces red from shouting, visible through every window as they raced like madn. It seed only such intense activity could release their inner excitent. More people joined these madn's ranks, with others cheering and banging on various objects to add to the cacophony. So, driven insane by joy, with glowing eyes, randomly threw things out the window, just to add more noise to the chaotic celebration.
Even the older folks had shed their usual calm and composed deanor.
So people waved their fists and shouted with gritted teeth, while more gathered in groups, faces beaming as they discussed the incredible turnaround they had just witnessed. Thumbs rose in praise when talking about the black chas, while anyone ntioning the red chas spat on the ground, swearing they always knew those red chas would et a bad end.
People expressed their excitent and joy in various ways, with many trembling from excitent and weak in the limbs. Such a spectacular, unprecedented turnaround is sothing one might not see in a lifeti. If they didn't say or do sothing, they felt they might explode!
There's no doubt that the newly established Sect Mutual Aid Alliance created a miracle, an unimaginable miracle! As the smoke and dust cleared away, the only structure still standing firm in Puluo Town's First District was the Tai Sect Puluo Branch. People cheered, waving their arms toward it.
The young ch Knights stood dumbfounded on the building of the Puluo Branch.
Apart from the intact branch, the surroundings were filled with mountains of rubble.
Judging by facial expressions, no one could be more astonished than the ch Knights in the branch.
At the ti, they stood at the storm's center. They watched skyscrapers collapse as if the sky were falling. They saw hundreds of red chas buried alive by hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of tons of concrete.
Each collapsing building fell in a different direction, covering the entire First District but sohow sparing the Puluo Branch and the small section of Puluo First Avenue where the black chas were concentrated. Such precision in directional explosions had not only never been seen but never even imagined.
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