"Missile positions, prepare."
Peony's cool voice echoed through the Command Room of the Second Base.
The Second Base had been set up at Wang Jixuan's main entrance, which was now closed. The other entrances had been fully opened, allowing the Second Base to seamlessly merge with the immortal islands transferred over later by Sword God Palace.
Her gaze remained fixed on the holographic Projection Screen.
On the surface, she needed to solve a technical problem: how to deliver nuclear bombs into the enemy immortal soldiers' ranks.
In reality, she had already simulated the entire battle plan hundreds of times.
—Annihilation Bombs required large-scale collider equipment to accumulate antimatter, and current production was limited.
How could they deliver nuclear bombs into the immortal soldiers' ranks?
Launching missiles directly was obviously impossible.
The enemy were not wooden stakes. Their immortal soldier formations were evenly mixed with large numbers of Heavenly Immortals and True Immortals.
Every immortal soldier possessed long-range anti-air measures—weapons, spells, magic treasures, and more.
Nuclear bombs were actually quite fragile before detonation. They could not withstand an immortal's distant pointing finger.
Before the battle began, it was almost impossible for nuclear bombs to inflict substantial casualties upon this million-strong force of immortal soldiers.
After the battle began, nuclear bombs would be equally unusable amid the chaos of close combat. Even if used, they would deal a thousand points of damage to the enemy while costing eight hundred to themselves.
There was another tactical difficulty today.
The overall commander of the Human Race's million immortal soldiers could not communicate directly with Peony.
The old Heavenly Immortal responsible for commanding the battle formation had merely received a message from above. He would act according to the circumstances and coordinate with the Mechanical Army.
Peony's slender fingers tapped against the edge of the