After Long Zhan finished roaring, his chest heaved violently.
It was clear that this decision had been difficult for him too.
He paused, then said gravely:
"Every one of our soldiers was prepared to sacrifice their life from the moment they decided to set foot on that land!"
"Including... my son."
Zhao Gang, who had wanted to say more, opened his mouth at that last sentence but could not get a word out.
Long Zhan drew a deep breath, his tone no longer heated.
"The blast radius of this nuclear bomb is less than five kilometers."
"Lin Mo is more than five kilometers away. With his second-order physique and the elves' healing magic, he probably won't die."
"Even if... even if he really does die, he still has another body far away in the Elf Royal City."
"Great Xia... will still have a chance to start over!"
"We can afford to lose a frontline base, but we cannot afford to lose all of Blue Star!"
His words left Zhao Gang and Qian Zhenhua speechless.
They looked at Long Zhan's face, filled with resolve, their expressions complicated.
This man was a general, and a madman too.
A madman who could decide in an instant to sacrifice everything for the greater good.
"Vrrr-"
The transport truck carrying the nuclear bomb drove past, taking that terrifying thing capable of destroying everything into the portal glowing with blue light.
On the command center's main screen, the red dot representing Wolaz had been closing in at a visible pace while they argued.
Three kilometers.
Two kilometers.
One kilometer!
It had broken through the final blockade formed by countless streams of firepower!
That included soldiers on a forced march along the road, drones overhead, infantry fighting vehicles, armored vehicles, mortar barrages, artillery barrages, and every other