"Looks like we can only pin our hopes on the third wave of attacks?" Sun Hang said. "By the way, what is the third wave? You didn't get the chance to explain just now."
"Forty-two kilometers east of Chimera Seventeen, there's a division-level artillery position. It was originally intended to provide fire support during the final operation. I just had the logistics department urgently manufacture a batch of liquid nitrogen shells. They'll coordinate with the existing incendiary rounds for multiple rounds of saturation bombardment..."
"Commonly known as 'Ice and Fire Double Heaven.' You should understand what that means, right?" Song Yarong's voice cut in.
"Cough, cough..." Yang Qi coughed twice awkwardly. "The odd-numbered bombardment rounds will use liquid nitrogen shells to freeze the resentment on Chimera Seventeen's surface, then the even-numbered rounds will use incendiary shells to rapidly heat the frozen resentment... Compared to aerial bombardment and laser irradiation, artillery fire has the advantage of sustaining attacks over many rounds, allowing us to clear the resentment from the giant cocoon's surface to the greatest extent possible..."
"So here's the question: do we have enough shells?" Sun Hang asked.
"The logistics department told me they can guarantee at least sixteen rounds of bombardment."
"So, what are we waiting for now?" Miki Fukada stopped staring at Chimera Seventeen and found a relatively flat boulder nearby to sit on. "If we wait any longer, those faces we just burned off will probably have mostly recovered."
Sun Hang casually pulled a piece of dried wild grass from a crack in the rocks and stuck it in his mouth. "Waiting for shells."
What Sun Hang hadn't expected was that after hearing Miki Fukada's words, Yang Qi was the first to become restless over the communications channel. "The resentment can regenerate? Is that a new