Chapter 39: "Let that Human Player see the true strength of our Mechanical Race!"

"Despicable!"

The old man walked quickly to the woman's corpse with a gloomy face, and his right robotic arm turned into a steel blade that pierced her neck.

He sliced it open.

And effortlessly removed the walkie-talkie.

The whole process did not take too much time.

Just about ten or so seconds.

Had this been any ordinary day, these ten odd seconds wouldn't have had much of an impact on the situation.

But today was different.

The old man had no idea that the place being bombed was the military base at City 18, and only he had the authority to activate the energy dome.

Only after his death would the authority be passed on to his second-in-command.

Without his authority, no one in the entire City 18 could activate the energy dome.

And these few dozen seconds were enough for the military base to suffer near-devastating damage.

What did a 110cm diameter cannon shell signify?

Back on Blue Star, there was a missile called Thunderbolt Type 10 with a diameter of 20.3cm. Now, the shells used by Kerr Cowell had an exaggerated diameter of 110cm.

It meant...

That the military base was being bombarded by 2,900 rounds of such exaggerated missiles per minute!

This was no longer called obliteration.

It was called apocalypse.

...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Cannon shells, like a crow's dropping, accurately fell into the open factory area.

Huge explosions were almost continuous, one after another.

The entire factory area was filled with smoke and flames, with no clean area in sight.

"Tsk."

Scar Dog looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but shake his head, "The boss of City 18 is too careless. We've already bombed them once, but they still have no defense."

"At the very least, they should have set up that Turtle Shell Energy Dome."

"Maybe they were plowing a woman and had weak legs, unable to get out of bed?"

"Who knows?"

Kerr Cowell shook his head and was about to speak.

It suddenly appeared in the sky above City 18 just like last time, with dozens of dazzling white lasers erupting from various high-rise buildings inside City 18 and converging together.

Like Mars colliding with Earth, they exploded instantaneously, forming a white eggshell that firmly protected City 18.

"Whoa."

Scar Dog was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but grin, "Their reaction is pretty quick this time. I wonder if that armor-piercing bullet will be effective, whether it can break this eggshell."

After observing for a while, Kerr Cowell, with his hands resting on the elongated hand cannon barrel, looked at City 18 shrouded in smoke, and chuckled.

"It seems City 18's eggshell has met its match."

Last time, when they were bombing City 18 with the Steel Sword Self-Controlled Rotating Turret, the moment City 18 raised its energy dome, their offensive was weakened in an instant.

It took seven or eight shells dropping on one point to blow a small hole in the energy dome, but the small hole would quickly heal.

So they had to retreat temporarily.

This time, with the Armor-piercing Bullet Energy Box altering the energy box of the Steel Sword Self-Controlled Turret, the situation had changed drastically.

Under those deep blue energy shells, City 18's eggshell was like paper, unable to withstand this sky of fireworks!

Each cannon shell easily penetrated the energy dome, landing on the ground and bringing about devastating attacks.

Not like the last time when they were detonated outside the energy dome.

...

At this moment.

The old man, with red-rimmed eyes, kicked open the door to the conference room and saw a few men already seated inside. He stormed straight up to one man, grabbed him by the throat, and furiously roared.

"Where is our air defense system?!"

"The spider web air defense system, our mechanical race's proudest creation by the Mechanical Leader that took years of painstaking research, where is it?!"

"Tell me, why hasn't it been activated!"

"Ah!"

As he spoke, the old man took out a revolver in a fit of rage and aimed it at the forehead of the middle-aged man in front of him. "Do you believe me when I say that I'll execute you on the spot for colluding with the enemy?!"

In just a few hours, the firepower of the human player outside had seemingly undergone a shocking transformation.

The energy dome that could originally block the attacks now appeared as flimsy as paper, unable to provide any protection.

"Leader."

Fearing for his life, the middle-aged man hurriedly explained helplessly, "I do have the authority to activate the spider web air defense system, but you said that without your consent, if I dare to activate it, I would be sent to military court."

"I've been waiting for your command."

"But I never received it. It's not my fault."

"Huff!"

At this point, the old man recalled the matter and his fury abated by more than half. He sat down, looking gloomy in the frontmost chair, staring at the screen showing the military base being bombarded, muttering darkly.

"Activate the spider web air defense system."

"Since they've opted for an active offensive, it's just a desperate struggle and they've exposed their position."

"Have the Law Enforcers and our armored forces mobilize together and advance to this location."

"Bomb this damned human player to death!"

The others looked at each other and nodded in unison, responding, "Yes!"

By this time, the spider web anti-aircraft firepower system was already activated!

In every corner of City 18.

Next to inconspicuous garbage piles, long-sealed rooftops, the shabby balconies of two-story buildings, deserted forests, moss-covered park ponds, and large manhole covers marked with chemical engineering symbols.

As the signal spread rapidly.

These rocket launchers, concealed in the heart of the city, received the signal one after another and started up simultaneously.

The thirty-six-barreled rocket launchers extended from various hidden locations. Under the astonished gazes of the surrounding residents, they slowly rotated and aimed in the direction of the military base.

The next second—

Rockets the size of piglets soared into the sky from every corner of City 18, accompanied by ear-piercing sonic booms and orange-red afterburners. They formed a sky net in the air, colliding with the cannon shells still in the air preparing to bomb the military base.

The number of rockets was incredibly astonishing. Just the first salvo alone was enough to blot out the sky, with thousands upon thousands of rockets.

It was as if the cannons attracted these rockets, which rushed toward them in a curve, detonating most of the shells in midair.

Only a few scattered shells managed to reach the military base, but they could no longer cause catastrophic damage.

In less than thirty seconds, nearly twenty thousand rockets were launched!

This was the foundation of City 18!

Even for a small city, after activating the spider web anti-aircraft firepower system, it could display the strength of the Mechanical Race!

...

Watching the scene on the screen, the old man couldn't help but slap the table excitedly, exclaiming, "Good, just like that!"

"Let that human player see the true power of our Mechanical Race!"