But this was not confirmation of death. The signal had been completely lost in the world-destroying storm caused by the shock wave.
Thermal radiation, steam clouds, and fluctuations from residual explosion particles had turned the entire battlefield into an observation blind spot.
Yet it was precisely this inability to confirm anything that left everyone even more uncertain.
In the Command Hall, several technicians who had just been typing furiously paused, their fingers going still.
Someone instinctively looked up at Chen Jianguo.
Chen Jianguo planted a palm on the command console and immediately issued orders.
"Retask every available satellite and lock onto the area around ground zero again."
"Have the drone swarm avoid the high-temperature zones and search at ground level from the southeast and northwest."
"All remaining Third Legion units are to stop pursuing the Demon Clan remnants and prioritize establishing temporary communications relays."
"Have the supercomputing center immediately screen for all abnormal heat sources and life signs."
"I want to know where Commander Lin is, and I want to know whether that Demon God is dead!"
Orders went out one after another, and the entire Command Center sprang into action.
The communications officer immediately connected to each department's channel.
"Satellite team, rescan the battlefield!"
"Drone teams one and two, prepare to enter the outer storm zone!"
"Surviving Third Legion units, switch to rescue mode!"
But the results on the screens did not immediately improve.
The first wave of high-altitude drones had barely approached within ten kilometers of ground zero when violent air currents sent their footage tumbling from side to side. Repeated attitude warnings sounded, and they were eventually forced to climb away.
The second wave of small reconnaissance drones flew in low from behind an ice ridge, but as soon as they crossed an ice slope flattened by