The convoy approached, and the guards at the checkpoint grew tense.
In the past, when each shelter still had its trump-card armed forces, a convoy like this had not seemed quite so oppressive.
But after the Metal Sigh Disaster, it would not have been an exaggeration to say that the strength of the major shelters without Military Factories had regressed fifty years overnight.
Objectively speaking, saying that one armored vehicle could wipe out the Taihu Territory ten times was probably a little exaggerated.
An armored vehicle was most powerful in open combat, especially on terrain like plains, where it could fully exploit its mobility advantage to blanket the area with firepower.
But once it entered the space between buildings, an armored vehicle became rather clumsy.
It could easily have its tracks destroyed by a trap, turning it into an immobile iron bunker.
But who the hell would deploy only one armored vehicle?
The convoy before them numbered more than twenty vehicles. It was equipped not only with obstacle-clearance vehicles, fire-support vehicles, and self-propelled artillery, but also followed by more than a dozen gray-yellow Off-road Motorcycles.
If they encountered an enemy, they could surround them at the very least, or blanket the area with firepower at worst.
Ordinary people could neither fight them nor escape from them, and could only be slowly worn down.
"They're the Tian Yuan Army!"
"Weren't they out fighting?"
"I don't know. They're probably other members of the Tian Yuan Army!"
Although no one had yet witnessed just how formidable the Tian Yuan Army's combat ability truly was,
judging by the standards of each shelter's elite teams, the strength of the Tian Yuan Army was absolutely not to be underestimated.
Such a team had arrived aggressively.
When they saw the Tian Yuan insignia painted on the command