Chapter 116 - 82: Warehousing a Nuke

Chapter 116: Chapter 82: Warehousing a Nuke

Everyone snapped their heads up. In the gray, hazy sky, several massive transport planes, like giant birds of steel, broke through the clouds, their huge shadows instantly blanketing the land.

Their cold metallic sheen and imposing presence brought a reassuring sense of immense power.

They were here!

The "Big Killing Artifacts" that Major General Xie Feng had urgently requested from the Nanjiang Military District—the Cloud Burst Bombs—had finally crossed thousands of miles to be delivered precisely to the Yang City battlefield!

The enormous fuselages of the transport planes slowly descended.

They finally landed steadily on a wide, hard patch of ground in the suburbs, kicking up a sky-full of dust.

The bay doors boomed open.

With a loud clang of grinding metal,

over a dozen heavy missile launchers with menacing designs and camouflage paint rolled out one by one, like awakened steel behemoths.

Atop each vehicle stood a massive, intimidating object—

a missile one to two meters in diameter and over ten meters long, its body glinting with a cold, metallic light!

"Major General Xie!"

A military officer with the rank of colonel on his shoulders, swift as the wind, leaped down from a transport plane. He jogged up to Governor Yang and Xie Feng, snapped to attention with a standard military salute, and announced in a loud, powerful voice:

"Sir! The fifteen ’Heaven-Burning’ model Cloud Burst Bombs you requested have been delivered safely. Please sign for them!"

Xie Feng’s gaze was as sharp as an eagle’s. He took the documents, quickly signed his name, and asked in a low voice:

"Are the launch parameters and detonation sequences all set?"

"Yes, Major General! All settings are complete!"

The colonel took back the documents and answered resolutely:

"After the missiles enter the target light gate, there will be a precise five-second delay to ensure they all reach the core area before—detonating simultaneously!"

"Good!"

A cold glint flashed in Major General Xie’s eyes. He turned to Governor Yang beside him.

"Yang, the hardware is here. Everything is ready! We can begin the general mobilization for war!"

Governor Yang’s eyes blazed with authority. He nodded heavily, his Qi and Blood surging. His deep voice, like the tolling of a great bell, instantly spread across the entire area, clearly imprinting itself into the ears of every soldier and Martial Artist:

"Soldiers! Martial Artists! Today is the first day of the new year, a time that should be for family reunions and joyful celebration! But!"

His voice suddenly rose, laced with a towering rage:

"Just last night, on New Year’s Eve, the damned Pigmen brazenly attacked our Yang City and slaughtered our countrymen! This is a debt that must be paid in blood! Now is the time for us to demand blood for blood, a tooth for a tooth, and make them pay for their crimes in full!"

He swung his arm fiercely, his voice shaking the field:

"All personnel, listen to my command! The Yang City counter-attack officially begins now!"

"First! Fifteen ’Heaven-Burning’ Cloud Burst Bombs will launch immediately! Target the Pigman assembly point behind the light gate!"

"One minute after the Cloud Burst Bombs enter the light gate, all First-Grade Martial Artists of the Yang City Public Security Bureau, along with all volunteer civilian First-Grade Martial Artists, will immediately don their special oxygen masks and enter the gate to engage the enemy!"

"You have only one mission—kill every surviving Pigman after the explosion! On the other side of that gate, establish a completely secure beachhead as quickly as possible! Remember, your mission is to secure the position and open a path for the heavy armored units that will follow. Do not get bogged down in fighting or advance recklessly!"

"Second! Once the Martial Artists have broken through and secured the position, all tank divisions—advance!"

"The light gate’s diameter is limited, allowing only one tank to pass at a time, so you must race against the clock! All thirteen hundred main battle tanks must pour through in the shortest time possible! Use your treads and cannons to lock down that position, and do not yield a single inch!"

"Third! After the tank divisions have all entered and completed their deployment, the rocket artillery divisions—enter! Use your saturation fire to clear the way forward!"

"Once all units have successfully entered the Otherworld battlefield—the general offensive will begin!"

"The tank divisions will charge as one! The Martial Artist corps will infiltrate and provide support! The rocket artillery divisions will provide covering fire and surgical strikes!"

"We have only one final objective—"

"Annihilation! We will utterly, cleanly, and completely exterminate every last Pigman remaining within the world crevice! And, at all costs, we will seize the light gate that connects to the Pigman world!"

"Do you all understand me?!"

Governor Yang’s roar was like a clap of thunder.

The entire field fell into a solemn silence.

There was no thunderous reply.

Only pairs of eyes, burning with the flames of vengeance.

No words were needed.

The governor’s thunderous strategic deployment was already deeply seared into everyone’s hearts, transforming into a boiling will to fight!

"Zhang Rui, you will be the field commander for this counter-attack!"

Governor Yang looked toward a First-Grade Martial Artist from the Public Security Bureau.

The light gate only permitted First-Grade Martial Artists to enter.

The top experts of Yang City, like Governor Yang and Major General Xie, were unable to go.

Thus, they could only select a temporary commander.

The Martial Artist named Zhang Rui nodded.

"Counter-attack—begin!"

Governor Yang chopped his hand down forcefully.

At the same time, Major General Xie gave a sharp nod to the launch commander.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM—!

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains trembled!

The fifteen missile launchers simultaneously spat out blazing trails of fire, the massive roar nearly splitting eardrums!

Fifteen "Heaven-Burning" Cloud Burst Bombs, like fifteen roaring dragons of flame, trailed long wakes as they plunged headlong into the deep, swirling light gate and vanished.

The light gate connected to an unknown Alternate Space; no one on the Yang City side could peer at the scene beyond it.

But in the core of each Cloud Burst Bomb, the detonation sequence was already silently counting down.

One minute!

It felt as long as a century.

"Time’s up! All First-Grade Martial Artists—kill!"

Governor Yang roared, and his Qi and Blood erupted from his body, forming a visible, pale red shockwave.

The instant his command was given,