Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

Time was stretched incredibly slowly amidst the deafening explosions and endless flames.

For the Dragon State artillery on the front line, every second is torture.

They loaded heavy rockets into the launch pad as quickly as possible. Their arms were already sore and numb from the high-intensity repetitive movements, but they did not dare to stop.

Because they know that every shell they fire buys their comrades in the rear one more second of life.

However, for Song Zhenhua in the command center, every second was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.

I watched as the indicator lights of the rockets in stock turned from green to red one by one, and finally all went out.

Looking at the effect of the steel rain on the screen, apart from stirring up smoke and dust and futilely creating circles of weak ripples on the light blue energy shield, it did not cause any substantial hindrance to the enemy's advance speed.

The "Apocalypse" tank cluster, like a group of steel behemoths taking a walk in the drizzle, still moves forward steadily and slowly with a suffocating sense of oppression.

Five kilometers... four kilometers... three kilometers...

The distance was so close that Song Zhenhua could even use a high-magnification telescope to clearly see the blackened marks on the turrets of the "Apocalypse" tanks in the front due to the previous explosion, as well as the thick armor under the light blue shield that was safe and sound and gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

Song Zhenhua's heart sank bit by bit. Cold sweat oozed from his forehead and slid down his weather-beaten cheeks.

The agreed time of ten minutes has long passed.

He could no longer hold back, and suddenly grabbed the intercom beside him and dialed the internal line to the "Thor's Hammer" laboratory.

"Xiao Fang! Are you ready over there?!" His voice was distorted by extreme anxiety, even trembling slightly. "The enemy is about to rush into our anti-tank trench! If we don't move now, it will be too late!"

However, the answer he received was not the familiar words that were always calm and relaxed.

Instead, there was a series of "sizzling-sizzling" harsh electric sound that was incomprehensible.

"Fang Yu?! If you hear me, please reply! Fang Yu!"

Song Zhenhua yelled into the intercom, but all that came back from the receiver was still that desperate, all-consuming static noise.

Communications... were disrupted? Or did something unexpected happen in the lab?!

A terrifying thought, like a venomous snake, entered Song Zhenhua's mind, making his heart feel like it was being gripped by an icy hand. He didn't dare to think about it any further.

Go find Fang Yu in person? It's too late!

Going back and forth from the command center to the underground laboratory, by the time he arrived, the front-line positions would probably have been razed to the ground.

In an instant, all hopes and luck vanished.

Song Zhenhua slowly put down the walkie-talkie. He glanced at the red arrow on the screen that was getting closer and closer, then turned his head to look at the young staff officers in the command center who also had pale faces and eyes full of panic and helplessness.

He knew that the final moment had arrived.

We can no longer count on any "new toys" or rely on any "black technology".

Now, the only ones they could rely on were themselves, this army that had emerged from the flames of war, with indomitable will etched in its bones, and their own flesh and blood.

A sense of courage that was inspired by the desperate situation suddenly rose from the chest, dispersing all the panic and fear.

Song Zhenhua's eyes became sharp and resolute again. He took a deep breath, pushed his chair aside, and strode out of the command center.

He jumped onto the roof of a 99A main battle tank parked outside the command center at the fastest speed.

The cold armor brought a slight chill through his military boots, which made his confused mind become extremely clear.

At the front line, all the Dragon Country soldiers saw their commander-in-chief, standing on the tank like a statue facing the storm.

"Comrades!"

Song Zhenhua's voice spread throughout the entire position through the tank's tweeter.

His voice was no longer panicky, but full of a resounding power that pierced through all the noise.

"Raise your heads and look across at you! Those are invaders driving tanks! That's right, their equipment is better than ours! Their tank shells are tougher than ours!"

"But, so what?!" He suddenly raised his voice, like thunder out of the blue.

"Think back to those days on the Peninsula! What did we eat? Fried noodles with snow, potatoes frozen like stones! What did we have? 'Internationally made' bullets, millet and rifles!"

"What are we facing? The Eagles, armed to the teeth, with planes and cannons in the sky and tanks on the ground!"

"Have we ever been cowardly?!"

"No!" There was an overwhelming response from the position.

"Have we ever taken a step back?!"

"No!" The response was even louder and more passionate.

"That's right!" Song Zhenhua's eyes sparkled with excitement. "From the first day of its birth, our army has never been one that relies on superior equipment to win battles!"

"Our victory relies on the unyielding spirit within each of our soldiers! It relies on our determination to defend our country with our lives and blood!"

"Today, the same thing!"

"Behind us is the Pennsylvania Republic! We have no way out!"

"I command you! Now, throw away all your fears! Show me the courage you had on the battlefield when you stabbed the enemy's chest with your bayonet!"

"No matter what, even if we have to bite with our teeth, hit with our fists, or even fill it with our bones! We will never let these damned lumps of iron take another step forward!"

"For the Dragon Kingdom!"

"For victory!"

His words, like a red-hot iron, were deeply imprinted in the hearts of every soldier. The long-suppressed passion was instantly ignited, and then exploded!

"For the Dragon Nation! For victory!!"

"charge--!!"

A thunderous roar erupted from the trenches, from the tanks, and from every corner.

There was no longer any fear in the soldiers' eyes; instead, there was a resolute, crazy will to fight that burned like fire.

They jumped into the 99A tanks beside them, started the engines skillfully and closed the hatches.

One after another, the steel behemoths painted with Dragon Country camouflage roared angrily, with their guns pointing straight ahead.

They are ready to use their lives to impact, to block, to die together with the enemy, and to defend the land behind them!

This is the most tragic charge, with the determination to die!

However, just when Song Zhenhua was about to give the final order for the general attack.

A calm and clear voice, totally out of tune with the battlefield filled with screams and roars, suddenly rang out in the public communication channel of all Dragon Nation units.

The words were silent, but they were clearly heard above the roar of the engine and the roar of the soldiers, and were accurately conveyed to everyone's ears.

"Attention all units, take precautions against shock waves."

It’s Fang Yu.

"Sorry to keep everyone waiting."

"My big guy... is ready."

"Prepare to fire."