freeallnovels Chapter 310 The Devastation of North America, The General's Choice
Chapter 310 The Devastation of North America, The General's Choice
When the news of the Chinese "Dragon Tooth" Special Operations Brigade's first victory spread throughout the world.
The North American continent is being plunged into an unprecedented hell of blood and fire.
These are different from the three fragments that fell in the uninhabited area of Changbai Mountain.
According to the final monitoring results from NORAD.
In total, more than three thousand fragments of "Leviathan," ranging in diameter from fifty to five hundred meters, covered a vast area from northern Canada to the American Midwest and the Gulf of Mexico, like an impenetrable, deadly meteor shower.
More than one hundred fragments were directly thrown into the densely populated urban area!
Chicago, Detroit, Houston, Dallas...
One by one, great cities that once symbolized the glory of human industrial civilization were reduced to burning ruins the moment the natural disaster struck.
Countless civilians who could not be evacuated were instantly reduced to dust upon impact.
And this is only the beginning of the nightmare.
When those burning "flesh eggs" hatched in the ruins.
When, thousands upon thousands, millions of "corruptors" and "rammers" poured out of the impact crater like a plague.
The entire North American continent was completely overrun.
"Help! Help! Monsters! Monsters everywhere!"
"Someone save us! The National Guard lines have been breached! Ah—!"
"They...they're eating people! God! They're eating people!"
Countless, mournful cries for help and death thuds echoed from various occupied territories, then ceased forever.
The U.S. military, although, immediately deployed its most elite troops.
However, they were faced with a terrifying beast tide that numbered in the tens of millions.
Their efforts seemed so insignificant, like a drop in the ocean.
Even more fatally, they made the same mistake that the Chinese "Dragon Tooth" unit made at the beginning.
They rely excessively on conventional, thermal weapons.
However, they overlooked the importance of the "cultivation techniques" that were just obtained from China with exorbitant amounts of merit.
The U.S. Army's 1st Pioneer Special Operations Brigade was ordered to enter downtown Chicago, which had been reduced to ruins, in an attempt to destroy a "mother hive" formed by a giant fragment with a diameter of over 500 meters.
They deployed state-of-the-art M1A3 main battle tanks, Apache attack helicopters, and powerful Hellfire missiles.
However, their tank shells, when they hit those "ramming vehicles" that were as big as small hills, could only produce a string of sparks.
Their armed helicopters had just flown over the "Mother Nest" when they were interfered with by hundreds of Class D "Screamers" using high-frequency sound waves, causing them to lose control and crash on the spot.
Their proud, steel torrent was as fragile as a child's toy before these alien monsters.
The battle lasted only an hour.
The First Special Operations Brigade of the "Pioneers" was almost completely wiped out.
Only a few lucky ones managed to escape, albeit in a sorry state, after paying a heavy price.
And this is merely a microcosm of the countless brutal corners of the North American battlefield.
Washington, D.C., the White House, and the underground bunker.
This place has replaced the Pentagon as the highest command center for the U.S. military.
The atmosphere was oppressive, yet also frantic.
The four-star general, his eyes bloodshot, stared intently at the massive surveillance wall in front of him, composed of hundreds of small screens.
On every screen, bloody, brutal, and despairing battle scenes were unfolding.
His "Pioneers" force, his ace unit, is being devoured and torn apart piece by piece by those endless monsters.
"General! The West Coast defenses have fallen! The 'Corruptors' have breached downtown Los Angeles!"
"General! Communications in five states in the Midwest have been completely cut off! We have utterly lost contact with them!"
"General! The number of 'Mother Nests' is still increasing! According to our latest analysis, those 'Calamity Beasts' of D rank and above possess reproductive capabilities! They are devouring the metals and organic matter in our city to create more low-level monsters!"
One piece of bad news after another, even more terrifying than a nightmare, kept coming in.
The four-star general felt his heart being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, almost suffocating him.
He couldn't understand it.
Why?
Why is this happening?
Clearly, it is the same natural disaster, the same monster.
Why were the Chinese able to achieve such a resounding victory in Changbai Mountain?
And they, the great America, were utterly defeated and routed, suffering defeat after defeat.
Just then, an officer in charge of intelligence analysis rushed over, carrying a document that had just been declassified.
"General! We've got it! We've got the complete combat video of the Chinese 'Dragon Fang' unit during the Battle of Changbai Mountain!"
"Quick! Release him!" The four-star general, as if grasping at the last straw, shouted loudly.
Soon, on the main screen of the command center, the high-definition video, which was "friendly" provided by China but was obtained by the US through a massive amount of merit, began to play.
When the four-star general and all the senior US military officers present saw Lin Xiaotian in the video, that roar that brought down dozens of monsters, the "Soul-Suppressing Roar".
See how those "Dragon Fang" warriors, wielding battle blades covered in invisible aura, sliced through the "Corroder's" hard carapace with the "Armor Piercing Thorn" as easily as slicing melons and chopping vegetables.
See how the enormous light screen, composed of holy light, easily purified and dissolved the corrosive liquid – the "Light of Purification".
Everyone fell silent.
Their faces were filled with shock, jealousy, and deep regret.
They finally understood.
Where did they go wrong?
They lost because of their mindset.
They, though, exchanged their merits for the cultivation techniques.
But deep down, they still hold onto their own beliefs, in their pride and joy, in their steel and fire.
They regarded those profound and mysterious cultivation techniques as a kind of optional auxiliary method.
The Chinese, however, are quite the opposite.
From the very beginning, they placed the cultivation technique in a core tactical position!
They use martial arts techniques to compensate for the shortcomings of technology.
Use the power of a cultivator to fight against the brute force of a monster.
This is the correct way of war in this new era!
"We...we were wrong..."
An old general, with white hair, closed his eyes in anguish.
"From the very beginning, we took the wrong path..."
"What's the point of saying all this now?!" The four-star general slammed his fist on the control panel and let out a beast-like growl.
"Immediately! Pass on my orders!"
"All 'Pioneer' forces, abandon heavy equipment! Abandon holding the line!"
"Break down into smaller units, one squad at a time! Fight those monsters in close quarters! Fight guerrilla warfare!"
"Order all soldiers who have mastered those three techniques to form 'hunting squads'! I don't want the front line! I only want the results! I only want the monster's head!"
"And another thing!" The four-star general took off his general's uniform, which symbolized supreme glory, revealing underneath a sharp black combat uniform.
He picked up a brand-new energy rifle and a special alloy battle blade that gleamed with a cold light from the wall.
"From this moment forward, I am no longer the Commander-in-Chief of the North American Theater."
His gaze swept over everyone present, his voice cold and resolute.
"I am the captain of the Zero Squad, the 'Pioneers,' codenamed 'Death.'"
"You are the ones who need to explain things to the President."
"Tell him that a general who dares not go to the front lines is unworthy to win this war."
After saying that, he strode out of the command center without looking back.
All that remained was a room full of dumbfounded generals.
They knew that the general was going to use his own methods to secure a slim future for America.
Using the identity of an ordinary soldier.
Use the most primitive methods: fighting and killing.
Go, for this already crumbling nation, to earn that damned "merit" that can determine its ultimate fate.