At that thought, Han Niba asked directly:
"Where is the Pangu deployment formation?"
The staff officer immediately brought up the airborne formation's position.
"Reporting, they have entered the operational radius."
"Five minutes until they reach the optimal deployment point."
Han Niba stared at the floating sea urchin Demon God on the screen and said coldly:
"Cancel the optimal window. Deploy early."
The staff officer froze, then saluted.
"Yes, sir!"
Han Niba continued issuing orders:
"Lock down all airspace in Zone One. Keep the missiles coming. Maintain suppression."
"I want this Demon God pinned in place."
"Under no circumstances can it be allowed to fly out of that zone and hide!"
High above the equator, an enormous strategic transport plane sped above the clouds.
Red lights flashed inside the cargo hold, where ten six-meter-tall Pangu unmanned mechas were secured to deployment racks, their heavy armor gleaming with a cold, hard metallic sheen.
They had neither cockpits nor life-support systems.
Every Pangu was an unmanned weapon built purely for war, carrying a nuclear bomb head powerful enough to destroy a vast area.
The Pangu in the very center even had an Antimatter Bomb sealed inside its chest.
It was Great Xia's most precious and most dangerous cutting-edge weapon, bar none!
A cold electronic voice sounded over the cargo hold's speakers.
"Orders received from supreme command. Cancel the optimal deployment window. Execute early deployment."
The next second, the transport plane's rear cargo door slowly opened.
Fierce high-altitude winds instantly poured into the hold, and red warning lights shone on the ten Pangu units' cold mechanical faceplates.
The securing locks sprang open one after another.
The first Pangu hunched over, its heavy feet treading across the cargo deck before it leaped out of the hold.
The second followed, then the third, then the