Chapter 162
The deck hardens, circulating blood pressure decreases, and individual units enter a state of combat readiness.
Command update.
No need to destroy the enemy's defensive forces.
The "flying dragon" has stopped hatching.
Continue to maintain "steam armor"
Disguise of the shape of an "armor".
Command update.
Advance until you face the Mobile City walls.
... Production unit adjustment.
Stop producing Hound.
Re-incubation unit.
... artillery fire contact.
Originium shells?
Command update.
Hardening removal.
Command update.
Nutrient absorption in progress.
Command update.
Command update.
"Shall we go and see the front lines, Your Grace?"
Zuo Jian and Wellington walked out of the basement side by side, facing the somewhat dazzling sunlight outside.
"The front lines? What do you think..."
Before Wellington could finish speaking, a pair of enormous wings sprouted from Zuo Jian's back, which then grabbed his shoulders and soared into the sky!
Chapter 120, Completely Unreliable!
The edge area of the moving city block.
The coastal defense cannons mounted on the city walls are now roaring with the sounds of metal and gunpowder without stopping for a moment.
Each roar and boom of its represents an Originium, powerful enough to destroy any frontally armored target, striking the enemy with a whistling sound as it tears through the air.
This border garrison is directly under the command of the Iron Duke. They represent not only the Duke's strength, but also the highest quality personnel among all of Victoria's current army groups.
In other words, neither the intensity of their past training nor their ability to act in emergency situations can compare to those cowardly cowards hiding in the inner city.
But at this moment... this elite army group guarding the border has encountered a... completely incomprehensible and bizarre enemy!
"Report! Target hit... Not silenced! Target not silenced!"
At that moment, the highest commander on the city wall was looking at the dark mass of "army" in the distance through binoculars, his face somewhat grim.
The crimson warship and the surrounding structures that looked like steam-powered armor.
Just now, he clearly saw through his binoculars that the hull of the high-speed warship was dented after being hit by the shell, like a piece of clay that had been shaped at will. The shell did not cause any impact or explosion; it simply continued to penetrate deeper until it completely collapsed.
It was as if... we were swallowed up by that warship.
Damn it, that's definitely not made of metal, and that thing is definitely not a high-speed warship; it's just a disguise!
We absolutely must not let this monster get near the city walls!
"Sir, all city defense guns are loaded! Second salvo order..."
"Fire in a salvo! This time, don't aim directly at the enemy's main body; aim at the flat ground around it! Also! Immediately notify the logistics team to replace the physical warheads with the physical ones as quickly as possible! I don't want to see a single Originium warhead in the next salvo!"
The commander made a decision in an instant and issued what he considered the best instruction at the moment.
However, what he was most worried about at the moment was still...
"Has the general's message not returned yet?"
He stepped forward, walked over to the communications officer, and asked him.
The latter shook his head, his expression somewhat unpleasant, and then spoke.
"We couldn't receive the message. After sending it to the Iron Duke's communication channel, we entered a small Catastrophes cloud that hadn't yet caused a large-scale catastrophe. Our communication equipment was being interfered with!"
"We are temporarily unable to receive messages!"
"... Damn it, the general must have noticed the situation too. If the communication equipment is being interfered with by the Catastrophes cloud... are we just supposed to pray for a messenger?"
The commander slammed his fist against the surrounding wall, his eyes fixed on the massive, unyielding red army outside the observation window.
He had to stop this "army" of unknown origin, no matter what.
Boom!!!!
The city's defensive cannons roared once again, sending sparks flying into the ranks of soldiers just meters away.
However, this time they aimed at the ground along the enemy's marching route. The Originium warheads landed on the hard mud, bursting with intense light and heat. The impact also kicked up a huge amount of dust, almost engulfing the entire warship.
Now.
On the crimson deck of the warship.
Sister Xiu Tina stood quietly on the deck.
At this moment, she alone controlled the army; she was its leader and supreme commander.
"Should we adjust the landing point to the ground where we're marching...? It's useless, but at least it allows for an immediate reaction to change the attack method—"
"Their army is much stronger than the Iberia army."
Standing amidst the smoke and dust, Xiu Tina spoke slowly.
However, before she could finish speaking, her pupils suddenly widened, and then her whole body began to tremble violently uncontrollably.
"Wh... what?"
The nun's eyes lit up slightly, then her face revealed an indescribable fanaticism. She looked up, trying her best to clear her vision through the smoke and dust and gaze into the sky.
I noticed.
She noticed!
He is watching me! Right now!
She was carrying out His instructions, and therefore He cast a bet upon Himself.
A gaze that captures!
Xiu Tina opened her arms, feeling something churning and roaring in her chest.
She knew what this feeling was; she had experienced it before within the memory entity known as "Quintus"!
"Lord! Are you watching me?"
She shouted with joy; she had never been so excited since birth, and often she couldn't even understand what the word "excitement" really meant.
This feeling is like a flame burning in my chest.
It felt like... a hole had been pierced through my chest.
Bang!!!!!
The massive metal warhead tore through the surrounding smoke and dust, and also ripped apart Xiu Tina's slender waist as she stretched out her arms.
"Hit!!! Reporting to command, the warhead is effective! Target confirmed to be silent!"
Several metal warheads, carrying pure impact force, pierced through the rapidly advancing high-speed warship, bringing it to a halt.
"Don't let your guard down! Second round of loading! Ready!"
"The commander here seems pretty capable."
At this moment, high in the sky where no one could perceive him, Zuo Jian flapped his large wings and spoke with some emotion.
"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have entrusted him with the important task of guarding the border."
Upon hearing this, the Iron Duke, who was being held by Zuo Jian, rubbed his beard with some pride and replied.
"Also, I've never tried to observe the battlefield from this angle before."
"Really? I was worried at first that you wouldn't adapt."
"Iron Duke, who was still carefully observing the situation, said from the Zuo Jian."
"Heh, the one thing guys who come off the battlefield have no shortage of is adaptability."
The latter simply replied with a curt remark, then turned his attention back to the "army" on the Zuo Jian.
"However, why are your troops not moving? The shelling just now clearly couldn't completely disable such a large army group."
"Boom!!!!!"
No sooner had Wellington finished speaking than the roar of the city's defensive cannons resounded through the sky once more, as several metal projectiles whistled out!
Only...
When the warhead struck the hull of the landship, the penetration that occurred in the previous salvo did not repeat itself.
The dark red outer shell exploded with a tremendous sound under the enormous impact, but at the same time, all the warheads carrying enormous force were squeezed and deformed by the hull of the warship and its own force, and finally fell to the ground.
"Report... we... failed to penetrate the target's defenses!"
"What?! How is that possible? We were clearly fine in the last round—"
The commander raised his binoculars in surprise and looked at the motionless army in the distance.
However, in the very next second of his surprise, the "steam armor" that had been stationary suddenly started moving again.
They all began to twitch in place, their limbs contorted in ways that were hard to describe.
Have they all gone completely mad?
"Wait... what's that?"
The commander was taken aback, then his eyes widened.
In the video, a structure resembling a foot tears open the hull of a high-speed warship and steps onto the ground.
Meanwhile, the other three areas also experienced the same anomalies.
Soon... the chassis of the high-speed warship was lifted up by that strange four-legged limb!
"What the hell is this * Victoria swearing*?!"
The officer instinctively swore, then watched as the warship hurtled towards them at breakneck speed, as if it had gone mad!
"Damn it! It's faster! Reload! Quick! Reload! Attack its limbs!!!"
Humans...
How dare they... How dare they...