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silence.

A silence deeper and more suffocating than any previous interval between the roar of artillery fire enveloped the entire vast battlefield.

It was as if an invisible giant hand grasped all the particles in the world and stopped them from vibrating.

The wind stopped, the soldiers' breathing stopped, and even the flames dancing on the wreckage in the distance seemed to be frozen in mid-air.

All the surviving "Apocalypse" tank drivers were like puppets whose souls had been instantly sucked out, frozen in their driving seats.

Their hands were still on the joysticks and their feet were still on the pedals, but every part of their body had lost control and had completely stopped.

The brain short-circuited.

It was a pure, blank void.

Their minds, like an ancient computer that had been fed an infinite loop of code, completely collapsed.

The visual nerves faithfully transmitted the previous image back, but the processing center was completely unable to understand it, unable to analyze it, and unable to classify it into any known experience category.

Blue light... fragments...

James... is gone...

Seven cars in a straight line...

Fragmented, incoherent words floated around in their minds, unable to be combined into any logical thought.

They saw the result—seven smoking, burning piles of twisted metal.

But they could not understand the process, because that process was beyond their understanding of common sense physics.

One shot.

Seven tanks were destroyed.

Moreover, it is the strongest and most powerful "Apocalypse" tank on the planet.

Weapons with this kind of power shouldn't even exist in the real world.

This is not war, this is myth.

This is the doomsday scene that can only be created in the legend of Ragnarok when Thor swings his hammer.

……

On the other side, there was also deathly silence on the Dragon Kingdom’s position.

All the soldiers who had just been determined to die and were ready to use their flesh and blood to block the torrent of steel were all as if cast under a petrification spell, frozen in place without moving.

Some of them kept half of their bodies sticking out of the tank hatch, while others kept their mouths wide open as they roared.

Song Zhenhua stood on the roof of the 99A tank. The passionate pre-war mobilization speech was still fresh in his mind, but his expression at this moment was only one of almost dementia.

The communicator in his hand fell to the ground with a "click", but he was completely unaware of it.

Like all the officers from the Dragon Country and the Pennsylvania Republic around him, he just stared at the straight line of death formed by seven clumps of steel wreckage in the distance. His expression was like that of a primitive man who saw the sun for the first time, full of the most primitive and indescribable shock and awe.

Electromagnetic gun.

Some of their senior generals had the honor of witnessing the weapon's range testing in the Thor's Hammer laboratory.

They knew it was strong, ridiculously strong.

But knowing is one thing, seeing it firsthand on a real, ever-changing battlefield, in a way that is so unconscionable, so clean, and so full of violent aesthetics.

Stringing seven of the mighty Apocalypse tanks together like candied haws is another matter entirely.

This kind of visual impact is far more direct and more... terrifying than any shooting range data.

I don't know how long this dead silence lasted.

Finally, a young Dragon Country soldier blinked suddenly, as if awakened from a dream.

He subconsciously raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound seemed particularly abrupt in the silence.

The severe pain confirmed to him that he was not dreaming.

Then, an irrepressible ecstasy of surviving the disaster suddenly erupted from his chest like a volcano!

"We...we won? We...we didn't die!!"

He roared incoherently, and tears and snot covered his entire young face in an instant.

His roar was like a depth charge dropped into a calm lake.

In an instant, the entire Dragon Kingdom position suddenly woke up from its dead silence!

“Ooo ...

"Win! We won!!"

"Chief Master Fang is awesome!!!!"

"Hahahaha! Damn invaders! Come again! Come again with your pile of junk!"

Waves of deafening, heartfelt cheers and roars, like a landslide and tsunami, swept across the entire defense line.

The soldiers jumped out of the trenches and onto the tanks. They hugged each other and beat each other on the back, expressing the great joy of being pulled back from the brink of death in the most primitive and direct way.

Just now, they were ready to sacrifice.

Everyone's heart is filled with reluctance, tragedy and determination.

They are not afraid of death, but they are unwilling to be crushed to death by the enemy's technological advantage.

But now, everything is different.

Looking at those "Apocalypse" tanks that were so arrogant and domineering just now, they now stopped in place like a group of frightened quails.

Looking at the seven piles of wreckage that were still burning and seemed to be on public display.

The soldiers were so happy!

The refreshing feeling of being proud and the huge contrast of going straight from hell to heaven made each of them tremble with excitement.

However, in this sea of ​​ecstasy, the commander-in-chief of the Pennsylvania Republic's Army, an old general named Holland, after a brief moment of surprise and excitement, a deep look of worry reappeared on his face.

He walked to Song Zhenhua, whose face was also flushed with excitement, lowered his voice and spoke in a worried tone.

"General Song, congratulations. The weapons of the Dragon Nation are truly... truly miraculous. But..."

He looked at the stagnant "Apocalypse" tanks in the distance with a serious look in his eyes.

"However, I noticed a detail. The 'force field shields' of the seven tanks that were just destroyed... don't seem to be activated."

Song Zhenhua's smile froze slightly.

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is," General Holland's voice became heavier, "that attack just now, although extremely powerful, it only penetrated the conventional armor of the 'Apocalypse' tank."

"And we haven't seen the Apocalypse tank's true trump card yet: its force field shield that can withstand almost any physical attack."

"Can the electromagnetic cannon... really penetrate that energy shield?"

"If...if we can't," he said with a hint of fear in his voice, "if those more than a hundred Apocalypses with their shields activated rush over again, we..."

He didn't finish his words, but his meaning was self-evident.

This question, like a basin of cold water, instantly poured over Song Zhenhua's fiery heart.

Yes, the enemy underestimated us just now and didn’t even activate the shield.

Now that they have suffered such a huge loss, they will never make the same mistake again.

The real test of this magical weapon is just beginning.