This is a life-and-death war, with no retreat whatsoever; everyone can only give it their all.
At this mont, in West Sea City, the Super Beast Armored Team consists of 2,000 people, all of whom possess Magic Rings and have been injected with diluted Super Beast Serum, giving them the power to briefly transform into Super Beast Level strength.
For the original world, two thousand Super Beasts would already be considered an unbeatable force, but against the swarm, it’s rely a drop in the ocean.
Moreover, these over two thousand are just of college or high school age. When they head to the front line, each one is equipped with three doses of the highest purity Super Beast Serum.
The instructor said, "This is the top-grade Super Beast Serum. Just one injection, and the Giant Beast power within you will violently erupt, racing toward complete transformation into a Super Beast King...until you completely lose your mind and are no longer human..."
"However, with just one shot, you’ll quickly recover from all injuries and be fully energized, and before the drug wears off, your injuries will heal at an unparalleled speed."
"Therefore, this is only to be used when risking your life. Don’t use it unless absolutely necessary!"
The instructor solemnly distributed the syringes to all the students. He knew that after this war, less than one in ten of the students he trained would survive, but this was already the strongest combat force the Kingdom could muster.
After receiving the World Consciousness alert, the Kingdom imdiately began mass-producing Giant Beast Serum.
So next, it’s a battle to the death. If the students all perish, they will forcibly integrate into the Magic Rings and inject Giant Beast Serum to participate in the fight, thus creating Tier Four mid-level combat strength in just a few minutes.
However, the cost is that a few minutes later, they will completely die due to genetic and soul collapse.
But that’s already irrelevant, because for this war, surviving a few minutes is the limit.
The Kingdom Army soldiers are ready at any mont to integrate into flesh and transform into Giant Beasts, while the Giant Beast Team will serve as the most solid walls to withstand the frontline.
"Instructor, can we win?" asked a girl with glasses.
"We will win." The instructor smiled and patted her shoulder, "Everyone must co back alive."
Under the bleak sky, the atmosphere was heavy and solemn.
The Free Iron Curtain’s base was also established in West Sea City. They decided to live and die together with West Sea City because they’ve already lost their planet and cannot afford to lose a second base.
Gray and white snowflakes floated through the gloomy sky.
Whether they were students, soldiers, or mbers of the Hell Vanguard Army of the Free Iron Curtain, they all gathered inside West Sea City.
The snow fell heavier, a bitter cold wind lifting feathers of snow, falling over West Sea City, over the parade ground tiles, and onto the shoulders of countless warriors.
The warriors in the lineup had resolute faces; they knew that this might be a nine out of ten death war. Before departure, everyone had already written their will and sent their belongings and compensation back to their hotown.
But no one flinched.
Because behind them, there was the holand they could never return to.
At this mont, Cloud Star, a permanent mber of the Kingdom Council, looked at the crowd below, with Aigole, the temporary leader of the Free Iron Curtain, beside him.
The wind and snow howled; at any mont, the sea horizon could reveal the swarm, advancing inland, and West Sea City, as a prominent peninsula, is certain to be the first area to welco the swarm’s attack and also the one to encounter the fiercest assault.
He said, "Ladies and gentlen, we have faced more dangerous days than now."
"But now, we must once again use this power to defend our ho, to defend our holand."
"Because behind us, there is the myriad lights, there is the holand we can never return to."
"This is not a war we can surrender in; we have only two outcos, either victory or death!"
"But, death does not belong to our allied forces!"
"Victory!"
As the words fell, countless unified shouts erupted across the square.
"Victory!!!!"
Then, soldiers participating in the military parade began to march one by one.
Their steps were not neat, and so even wore their uniforms improperly. So seed to be looking around; so waved their hands toward distant caras, seemingly wanting to shout sothing.
This was a live broadcast of the parade, watched by countless people behind the front lines.
At this mont, the parade scene seed completely out of place with the previous tragic scene and inspiring speech, leaving many watching the broadcast confused.
"Is it really okay to send these people to the battlefield?"
But soon, they saw a few people in the formation raising banners, which read: "Dear Mom and Dad, don’t cry, don’t be sad, bless us to triumph together!"
At this mont, all the people who questioned and doubted fell silent.
Soon after, the first team completed the parade, left the drill field, and set off onto the coastal defense line.
In the distance, the gray sea horizon and heavy snow perated the sky, drones scouting the distance while also capturing what could be their last living monts.
"They’re coming..." said the scout.
In the distance on the sea horizon, dense small black dots began to appear, and everyone saw them; it was the swarm, densely spreading across the sea horizon, dyeing it black!
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