latelenovela Chapter 824 Since he has promised, Fang Yu can do it!
Chapter 824 Since he has promised, Fang Yu can do it!
The ecstasy of the air battle had not yet completely dissipated in the command center. The dazzling "0:48" on the huge tactical screen was still flashing with golden light, like a newly built monument.
However, the billowing smoke and dust rising from the horizon and the increasingly violent vibrations from the earth were like a basin of ice water, suddenly waking Song Zhenhua from his brief joy of victory.
The screen perspective switched, and the images sent back by the high-altitude reconnaissance drone clearly showed that hundreds of black steel behemoths were arranged in a huge wedge-shaped formation that exuded the breath of death, like a steel wave surging from hell, rolling towards Pennsylvania's defense line.
Each "Apocalypse" tank is covered with a layer of light blue energy film, reflecting an ominous halo in the sunlight.
Their two parallel, thick 155mm gun barrels are like the fangs of a giant beast, full of destructive oppression.
The brows that had just relaxed because of the great victory in the air battle were instantly twisted into a knot again.
Song Zhenhua's heart, like a roller coaster, suddenly plunged from the clouds to the bottom of the valley.
Damn it, they are going to fight to the death!
The victory in the air was glorious, but it could not directly translate into an advantage in ground defense.
The Apocalypse tank's "force field shield" remained a sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's heads. If this torrent of steel broke through the defenses, the positions the Pennsylvania Republic had cultivated for months, along with the cities and countless lives behind them, would be reduced to scorched earth in an instant.
"Order! The 1st and 2nd Battalions of the 99A Main Battle Tanks, immediately advance to the pre-set positions and prepare to engage!"
Song Zhenhua blurted out almost subconsciously, his voice a little hoarse due to nervousness.
This was his most instinctive reaction as a battle-hardened general - using tanks to fight tanks.
"Wait, Mr. Song!"
A calm yet powerful voice came from behind him. It was Fang Yu.
He didn't know when he had walked out of the sci-fi command cabin, still holding his cup of unchanging tea in his hand.
He gently held down Song Zhenhua's hand as he was about to pick up the communicator.
"Don't rush our brothers into a desperate fight." Fang Yu's eyes remained clear, as if the torrent of steel before him were just a few pixels on the screen. "The 99A is good, but going head-to-head with an opponent who has activated 'Invincibility' now will only result in additional casualties. There's no point."
"Then what do you say we should do?!" Song Zhenhua turned around abruptly, his tone somewhat impatient, "We can't just sit there and watch them rush over, right? In ten minutes or so, they'll be within range of the main gun!"
"Use heavy artillery to greet them first." Fang Yu pointed to several artillery positions marked on the tactical map. "Don't pursue precision, just conduct indiscriminate blanket bombing. The goal is not to destroy them, that's impossible. We just need to... slow them down."
"Slow down?" Song Zhenhua was stunned.
"Yes, slow down." Fang Yu's lips curled up into a mysterious smile, "Give me some time, just a little bit. The 'big guy' I'm hiding needs some time to warm up. Once it's ready, these tin cans will all be targets."
"Big guy?" Song Zhenhua's mind immediately flashed back to the secret laboratory codenamed "Thor's Hammer" and the terrifying artillery shells that could penetrate everything.
But... can that thing really deal with "force field shields"? The principle is completely different!
A huge wave of doubt came to my mind.
This is not an exercise, it is a decisive battle that determines the fate of tens of thousands of people.
Any wrong decision will lead to irreparable consequences.
He stared intently into Fang Yu's eyes and asked word by word, "Xiao Fang, tell me the truth. How reliable is your new weapon? Are you sure it will work?"
"This is no joke! If it doesn't work, and those hundreds of tanks on the other side push over, we'll... be finished!"
His palms were already full of sweat.
On one side were the lives of thousands of his most elite armored soldiers.
On the other hand, there was Fang Yu's seemingly nonchalant promise that always worked miracles. This multiple-choice question was too difficult.
Facing Song Zhenhua's gaze that seemed to see through him, the smile on Fang Yu's face did not waver at all.
He put down his teacup, his expression became extremely serious, and then he nodded slowly but very clearly.
"Mr. Song, I guarantee this with my life and my integrity." His voice was soft, but it carried a strength that could reassure anyone. "It will be fine. If something does go wrong, you don't need to look for anyone else. I will shoulder all the responsibility. Just ask me, Fang Yu."
These words are very powerful.
Song Zhenhua looked at him for a full ten seconds.
In those young and deep eyes, he could not see any hesitation, boasting or luck.
He only saw absolute confidence, a confidence that came from a thorough understanding of scientific principles and absolute control over his own creations.
Finally, Song Zhenhua's tense shoulders slowly relaxed.
He let out a long breath, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He didn't ask another question, nor did he say anything else. He simply turned around and, with unprecedented determination, picked up the communicator.
"Connecting to artillery command! This is Song Zhenhua!" His instructions were clear and concise. "From coordinates XXX.XXX to XXX.XXX, all long-range rocket launchers and 155mm self-propelled artillery, immediately execute the 'scorched earth blanketing' plan!"
"Type 3 ammunition base, indiscriminate saturation bombing! Repeat, indiscriminate saturation bombing!"
After giving the order, he put down the communicator and calmly sat back in his seat.
Throughout the command center, one could hear the busy and orderly transmission of commands from all the staff members, as well as the faint sound of artillery shells being fired in the distance, like muffled thunder.
"General..." A young adjutant beside Song Zhenhua looked at the old general's profile and finally couldn't help but whispered in an almost unbelievable tone, "You...you trust him so much? What if...what if..."
"Nothing unexpected."
Song Zhenhua interrupted him. He looked at the young figure on the screen who was walking slowly back to his command cabin. His eyes were complicated, but revealed an unprecedented certainty.
"This kid..." He seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be answering the adjutant's question, "...When he dares to pat his chest and promise me, then there must be no problem."
"Over the years, there has been nothing he couldn't accomplish because of his boasting."
The old general's mind flashed with the sudden appearance of the J-20, the swarms of drones flying all over the sky, and the miracle of the 0:48 air battle just now.
Time and again, the young man used facts to refresh his understanding of "possibility" and "impossibility".
Since this guy says it’s okay, then it must be okay.
Today, I’m betting my life and the lives of thousands of good guys on him!