Closing the Game
At least fifty ropes were thrown down the steep cliff. Within just a few minutes, more than a hundred soldiers had entered the "Meteorite Crater," and that number kept rising as time passed.
After an airstrike, a ground assault was sure to follow.
The people from Institute 507's action team didn't know. The Senkai Association didn't know. The mercenaries didn't know. The Kakaya tribe didn't know. Even Academy Under Heaven didn't know. Only Li Bai and Zhao Ziwu, enjoying a perfect vantage point, could see everything happening at the edge of the crater, thanks to the advantage of the terrain.
"The Brazilian military's ground forces are here. The fighting will be over soon."
Li Bai had stopped paying attention to the battle. At this point, there was nothing left to watch.
The biggest bully in any country was its government. The Senkai Association and the mercenaries combined couldn't hold a candle to the Brazilian government. Their strength wasn't even on the same level.
If the latter got serious, the former two wouldn't even have the right to fight back. Just as now, they were being mercilessly crushed.
The first salvo of rockets from the Super Tucanos had caught the troops on the ground completely off guard. Then two Mi-24s carried out precision strikes, utterly crushing the Senkai Association and mercenaries' morale. Their spirits collapsed, and an orderly retreat turned into a chaotic rout. They hadn't made it far before the Brazilian government forces spread out like a net and began rounding them up.
"Damn... I thought there'd be a huge battle!"
Zhao Ziwu was rather disappointed.
The opening moves had been fierce, but the situation had then taken a sharp turn for the worse, ending up like a tiger with a mighty head and a pathetic tail