'Flying sand?'
Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense detection range would continuously expand as his cultivation improved and his soul grew stronger.
However, keeping his spiritual sense extended far outside his body for prolonged detection would quickly tire him out. Therefore, during cultivation, he only let it spread naturally, passively sensing every subtle movement in the wind.
As he habitually spread out his spiritual sense, its edge happened to catch a pinch of sand being kicked up.
"Peony, thermal imaging scan! Aim at the Surface Camp!"
"Yes!"
After a few seconds of delay, the Projection Screen before him filled with densely packed thermal silhouettes. Wang Jixuan's eyes nearly blurred from the sight.
Peony's pupils shone red.
"Comparing... Six intrusion targets detected. All are equipped with Holographic Belts and Psionic Shielding devices. They are rapidly approaching the ventilation duct intake."
Wang Jixuan made a prompt decision. "Sound the alarm! Have the searchlights lock onto them! Tell the soldiers to fire at will!"
"Yes!"
Light flashed rapidly from Peony's ten fingertips, and the images on the Projection Screens changed at high speed.
High in the sky, Ling Tong piloted her mech and cleaved the Ice Ball apart with a single slash.
On the ground, the soldiers kept cheering and celebrating the victory of this interception. It signified that their counterattack against the Psionic Capital had achieved preliminary results.
Then, at that very moment.
The sirens of Fortress No. 82 blared!
Soldiers on duty received the same order through every possible channel, while commanders from every squad and division issued the simplest instructions.
Before a ventilation duct in one corner of the camp, more than a dozen soldiers charged forward hand in hand and slammed an invisible figure into view;
A soldier threw a rapid-spray colored smoke grenade, and the smoke outlined a running figure;