Under the gloomy sky, the entire process had taken only about half an hour from start to finish, yet the Academy of Sciences, a symbol of civilization, had practically become a battlefield ruin.
The raging flames of war, shrieking stray bullets, wounded screams, and shouts of life and death.
Hidden bunkers stood between the buildings, while nearly a hundred scattered squads fought each other madly, recklessly pouring out firepower.
Because they had prepared in advance, the number of Fishmen lying in ambush had already reached nearly two thousand. They were all equipped with the territory's latest weapons, and their combat power was explosively strong.
As soon as the battle began, even with the Northern Military Region, the Supervisory Department, and the Guard Team joining forces, they failed to gain the slightest advantage. Instead, they were beaten back again and again, nearly wiped out.
Only after more than twenty minutes, when the Heaven Po Jun vanguard from nearby Po Jun Town arrived as reinforcements, did the situation gradually fall into a stalemate instead of remaining one-sided.
Perhaps before the fighting began, neither side had expected the battle to become so vicious or so completely uncontrollable.
But war had always been like this. Once one participated, and one side suffered heavy losses yet refused to withdraw—
the situation would escalate several times over, until one side completely collapsed and lost all ability to fight back! In front of the building.
"Tong Lian!!!" Wang Qian cried out in grief as he watched the slightly plump squad member who usually followed him get slapped six or seven meters away by a black monster that had suddenly leaped out of the Fishmen's ranks.
Realizing that the gun in his hand could not penetrate the monster's defenses at all, he tried to draw the long saber