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Hong Kong Shattered Dome Base. Cai Tiantong's face turned pale, his expression filled with disbelief. "Sir, you'd better come and see this."

Standing to the side, Stark Pentecost, who was busy directing the communication officers to negotiate and contact various political dignitaries and leaders, turned his head upon hearing this. Seeing Cai Tiantong's unusual complexion, he quickly walked over and bent down to look.

"A nuclear explosion occurred in the center of Fusang's capital city, with an energy yield equivalent to 6,000 tons of TNT." If Quan Tiehua were here, he would have undoubtedly added, "If we were fast enough, we would have ignited all the fuel and engines and made the entire city center disappear from the map."

Stark Pentecost listened to Cai Tiantong's words and explanations while observing the various pieces of information flying across the internet. His face grew increasingly grave. "Have Crimson Typhoon speed up. If possible, have them deploy and provide support on-site."

As he spoke, for some reason, he turned around, gasping for breath. "What's the situation with that demon and the Ironclad now?"

Ever since the Blood Angels and the demon Papatyr appeared, they had been given simple, common codenames in just over ten seconds.

They were the demon and the Ironclad, respectively.

"According to satellite imagery, the demon was at the epicenter of the nuclear explosion. And 15 seconds before the blast, those Ironclads fled in a straight line in all directions. When they entered the buildings... Oh, my god, damn it!" Cai Tiantong exclaimed suddenly as he spoke, staggering backward with his hands raised. "Their running speed even reached nearly 60 kilometers per hour."

Stark Pentecost, who was taking medicine at the time, felt his hand tremble as he brought the medicine to his mouth. However, he managed to suppress his emotions and swallowed the medicine.

"The first Ironclads to flee were about 700 meters from the nuclear explosion's epicenter. After entering the buildings, most of them ran towards places with cold storage facilities to avoid the blast's impact. The last ones only managed to run over 200 meters. Their current situation is unknown."

"All personnel at the base are on standby! All pilots, prepare for immediate deployment."

Huaxia – Kyoto.

In a brightly lit, simple, and solemn room, several elderly men in Zhongshan suits stared sternly at the real-time satellite footage of the nuclear explosion.

"Once Crimson Typhoon reaches the battlefield, contact the Wei Family Three Brothers."

"Yes!"

America – Black Palace.

"Crimson Typhoon will arrive on-site in half an hour, and our air force is expected to arrive in five minutes."

"Crimson Typhoon is a mecha produced by Huaxia, and they are one of the permanent members of the Security Council, with considerable influence. Inform them that they can attack Crimson Typhoon if necessary."

Above Edo at this moment!

Several C-130 and C-21 transport aircraft, carrying personnel, began to fly rapidly towards the target location.

Behind them, more than a dozen UH-1 helicopters, having formed up, also began to advance from above the base towards the target location.

However, the shockwave from the nuclear explosion came suddenly. Although they were at a high altitude more than 40 kilometers away, the danger to them was infinitesimally small, yet it still caused a certain impact.

"Repeat! Orders received. All personnel, pay attention. A nuclear explosion has occurred at the target location with an equivalent yield of 6,000 tons of TNT. All personnel will parachute at a radius of 20 kilometers outside the target location and proceed to surround it. Attention! Any suspicious individuals within the encirclement area or those who attack us may be shot on sight. If a single target is found, apprehend them immediately. If apprehension proves too difficult, they may be shot on sight. Everyone, please prepare your anti-nuclear suits. Good luck."

In an instant, the voices of the pilots in all the aircraft cabins rang out, leaving the soldiers who had been indulging in food, drink, and entertainment somewhat bewildered.

Meanwhile, in the bunker where the members of the cabinet had taken shelter, the senators were all tense.

At the same time, some had contorted faces, as they were all aware of that history. Having already endured two nuclear bombings, they never expected to face another one under their watch today.

This was simply a disgrace to the entire Imperium.

"America's Takeda Air Force Base has already begun its operation and is flying here. They are expected to parachute 20 kilometers outside the target location in five minutes."

"Notify the Self-Defense Forces. Do not resist when encountering these American soldiers. Let them through..."

In an instant, all the senators looked at the Prime Minister in confusion.

"The magnetic field after a nuclear explosion is extremely chaotic. Once they penetrate deeper, I don't believe their communications will still be effective. Tell our Imperial warriors to wait until the American soldiers enter the restricted zone before acting, making it appear as if the Ironclad were responsible."

"Yes."

Clang—

The steel door, scorched red on the outside, slammed onto the ground, kicking up clouds of carbon ash.

Quan Tiehua stood still, turning his head to survey the desolate surroundings. For a moment, silence reigned, so profound that even his own breathing, encased in his Plasteel armor and helmet, was clearly audible.

Looking at the radiation readings displayed on his helmet's system, Quan Tiehua merely raised an eyebrow before striding out without hesitation.

He had deactivated his power boots. Now that he was back on Earth, using them in this gravity environment would be a waste of energy.

He reached for the bolter pistol holstered at his waist and began searching for his brothers.

Honestly, he was worried about the Chapter Master and Gers. Firstly, he had no idea what kind of world this was.

If it were a world he was familiar with, it would be manageable. But if he had simply returned, things might be rather dire.

Therefore, the most urgent task now was to gather all his brothers, inform them of the situation, and make a plan.

After all, while the Astartes were formidable, without the buffs from the Warp, in a purely physical world, a single rocket-propelled grenade could send them sprawling. They might not die, but being captured alive was a certainty.

Moreover, with such a massive disturbance, the entire world's attention was likely focused here.

If possible, after finding his brothers, it would be best to evacuate towards Huaxia.

After all, their complete industrial capabilities were truly no joke.

With the technology they currently possessed, they could exchange it for some much-needed supplies. This would pave the way for a mutually beneficial and win-win partnership that would leave everyone happy.

In this way, the harvest from this world expedition would very likely be maximized.

And to be honest, after so many years, he also wanted to go back and see. Perhaps this wasn't the original world he yearned for day and night.