This was a brutal massacre.
From the very start, this war between two sides of completely unequal strength had become utterly one-sided.
Against the Kryptonian technology wielded by General Zod, the artillery shells and grenades used by Earth's armies were practically clubs in the hands of cavemen. Forget hurting the enemy—even empowered by the Yellow Sun, those bullets could not catch up to the Kryptonians' speed.
Most Kryptonians could not even be bothered to dodge. To them, the bullets and artillery fire were no different from a scratch.
The physiques of Kryptonians varied as well. Some absorbed solar radiation quickly, while others did so slowly. This meant that most Kryptonians could not reach General Zod's level of enhancement. Even so, they were more than enough to face humans, because Earth's weapons could not penetrate their defenses at all.
Piercing sounds continuously rang out above the battlefield, sharp and shrill, like bright whistles. Then thunderous explosions kept erupting.
Those seemingly devastating weapons certainly created an impressive spectacle, but every soldier knew that, so far, they had not killed a single enemy.
The Kryptonians' counterattack was even fiercer. The spacecraft circling high above descended slowly beneath the protection of force-field shields. Several long barrels then extended from them—laser weapons that did not even require precise aiming, because they could intelligently lock onto every enemy.
With just one shot, most soldiers did not even have time to react. Countless rocks and clods of dirt were hurled into the sky, along with torn human bodies and tank fragments. In the end, all that remained was a straight trench several meters deep carved into the earth.
The moment such a powerful weapon appeared, the human army fell silent. Though they continued their futile counterattacks, everyone understood one thing: the outcome of this battle had been