However, the disparity in strength between the two sides could not be eliminated by willpower.
The Dongfang Hong Mecha was already in ruins. Most of the external armor had been destroyed, and one of its arms had been severed. It looked like humanity's last hope had been reduced to ashes. This made everyone's hearts heavy, and they could not calm down for a long time.
A connection signal suddenly appeared in the joint command room. Immediately after, Zhao Guofeng's phantom appeared in front of everyone.
"Chief, perhaps it's time to activate it. It's time to unsheathe your sword that's been sharpened for five years."
When Zhao Guofeng's words entered Feng Jiwen's ears, he quickly frowned.
"Isn't it too rushed?"