Impatiently Waiting
Every second crawled by. After waiting a full two minutes, Company Commander Song finally asked again.
"Confirm it. Is it dead or not?"
At that moment, he was incredibly tense.
Eight anti-tank missiles and four 120 mm high-explosive shells—honestly, that was more than enough. Even dinosaurs didn't get hit with that kind of firepower.
The soldier observing the damage was completely baffled.
What the hell... how was he supposed to confirm it?
Should they fire one more?
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The 12.7 mm heavy sniper rifle, which had been silent for a long time, began tickling the motionless Armored Nightmare lying in the muddy water.
The bullets struck its scales, its head, and yet it didn't react in the slightest.
"Is it dead?"
Li Bai, an idle onlooker, peered at the seemingly dead Armored Nightmare through a low-light night-vision scope. It looked battered all over, but he couldn't tell whether it was alive or dead.
Could it have been stunned by the explosions?
Or had it fallen asleep?
That last possibility was damn terrifying.
"Company commander, they're still checking."
Nobody dared approach it just then. If it suddenly sprang up, it would take only one swipe or bite.
So they could only watch closely from a distance. Until they had a definite answer, any rash move would be tantamount to suicide.
"Still no movement. Tsk, what do we do?"
Company Commander Song and the company political instructor exchanged a look, both at a loss.
Of course, he couldn't send his own men to take the risk. The lives of Chinese soldiers were precious.
"I'll go check!"
Li Bai took his five-foot heavy sword and headed straight for the Armored Nightmare.
He was getting impatient. There were still eight of them!
If they didn't hurry, there was no way