Chapter 1151: Cannons fire at once!
"I declare that Operation Clean Night has officially begun!!"
Gu Chengyuan's words were like a mountain thrown into a quiet lake, instantly stirring up waves of destruction!
When the order passes through the "Ares" system and through the command links at all levels, it is transmitted to each combat unit at almost the speed of light!
The next second—
Boom, boom, boom—!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The first sound that came was not the sound from the front-line video footage, but the extremely dull yet continuous terrifying thunder coming from afar, which was collected, amplified and echoed in the command center in real time through highly sensitive seismic sensors and remote sound pickup equipment!
The sound seemed to come from deep within the earth's crust, and it was like the roar of countless ancient beasts at the same moment!
Even though the sound was transmitted through audio equipment at a distance of dozens of kilometers, it still made people's hearts numb and their eardrums buzz!
Almost at the same time, on the main screen wall, the real-time images of several highlighted artillery positions were engulfed by a sudden burst of blazing light that was bright enough to burn the retina!
That was a flash of destruction!
The super artillery cluster located behind the attack front fulfilled their duties as the "God of War" in the same microsecond!
Nearly a thousand artillery pieces and rocket launchers, from the sturdy 370mm launch box of PHL-191, to the slender 155mm barrel of PLZ-05A, to the high muzzle of PCL-181... all spewed out angry flames at the same time!
In an instant, the entire artillery position area seemed to turn into an erupting crater!
Countless tongues of blazing white, orange-red, and dark red flames gushed out crazily from the muzzles and launch tubes, tearing through the morning mist and illuminating the dim sky as bright as day!
The thick, indissoluble smoke from the launch was like a heavy wall rising from the air, instantly covering the entire position. The smoke was mixed with the pungent smell of gunpowder and the smell of burning metal. Even through the screen, one could smell the suffocating smell.
What follows is an even more spectacular sight!
Thousands of artillery shells and rockets of different calibers, dragging bright or dim tail flames, were like a meteor shower flying against the sky, or like seeds of death scattered by an invisible giant hand. With an extremely shrill scream, they cut through the sky and formed a steel curtain so dense that it made people's scalps numb, covering the silent city in the distance!
The shrieks were so dense and sharp, as if countless resentful souls were wailing at the same time, converging into a heart-wrenching sound wave, even temporarily drowning out the roar of the artillery fire!
The trajectories created by the violent friction between the shells and the air as they flew through the air were clearly visible in the sky, which had not yet fully brightened. They were like countless straight or slightly curved spears of light, accurately shooting towards the predetermined targets with unparalleled kinetic energy and destructive will.
For a moment, the entire world seemed to tremble at this moment!
In the joint command center, all the foreign war zone generals, including Wei Jingfang and Wu Xianglin, seemed to be able to feel the pure and extreme violence and destruction that was coming at them even through the screen!
This made them hold their breath involuntarily, the dancing light of death reflected in their pupils, and their faces were filled with indescribable shock.
This is the power of the Zhongzhou War Zone!
This is the roar of steel and gunpowder!
This is... the death knell of "Purification" for a city with a population of tens of millions!!
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At this moment, the night city center
The Fortune Building, a 132-story skyscraper that was once a symbol of wealth and prosperity and was completely gray and black, has now completely become a daunting pale tower standing in the ruins of the city.
Countless hyphae, as white as snow and as delicate as silk, start from the base of the building, winding up along the cold glass curtain wall and reinforced concrete structure in an almost crazy and tight manner, wrapping layer by layer until they pierce the apex of the haze.
These hyphae are not static. They seem to possess some kind of slow and strange life pulse, wriggling and extending slightly at a scale that is imperceptible to the naked eye, as if covering the entire building with an enormous, constantly breathing and growing living coat.
The sun occasionally struggled to penetrate the clouds and shone on this boundless white expanse, reflecting a soft and holy fluorescence. The surface of the mycelium seemed to be condensed with countless fine dewdrops, sparkling with diamond stardust-like light.
Near the top, the main body of the nematode grass fungus, which has grown to a height of fifty meters, is blooming proudly.
Its stem is as thick as a giant Roman column, and it takes dozens of people to hug it. The material has a translucent, jade-like texture, and there seems to be a pink and white halo slowly flowing inside.
The huge umbrella-shaped cap stretches out gracefully, with a diameter of nearly 100 meters, and the edges are slightly curled to form a perfect arc.
The color of the cap is not a uniform pink, but gradually transitions from a light pink in the center to an almost dreamy color of light purple and pearl white towards the edge, just like a gradient watercolor painted by a master with the purest pigments on the sky.
Below the cap, there are countless light pink gills that are as fine as tassels and can be tens of meters long. They sway gently with the weak air currents in the sky, like the shawl of a fairy in mythology.
The entire fungus, together with its mycelial network that wraps around the entire building, forms an extremely beautiful yet extremely strange picture.
It stands silently in the center of the dead city, like a living monument to the fall of civilization, or like a sleeping pale goddess in a holy wedding dress, silently emitting a soul-shaking sense of oppression and dreamy beauty of a giant.
Just as this giant nematode fungus swayed slightly at the top of the Fortune Building like a pink goddess, emitting a strange and holy halo—
Divine punishment has come!
The first wave that whizzed in was the fastest 155mm grenades!
Like the vanguard of the god of death, they rushed into the dreamy pink and white halo with eardrum-piercing screams!
“BOOM!!! BOOM!! BOOM!!!”
A series of exploding fireballs burst out on the surface of the huge cap and the thick stem!
The imagined flying wood chips did not appear.
At the moment of the shell impact, the translucent, jade-like fungal tissue showed amazing toughness. It did not shatter immediately, but instead dented violently inward like an elastic gel, and then suddenly tore and exploded under the unbearable shock wave and high temperature!
Large chunks of tissue that looked like pale flesh and blood, yet had a plant-fiber feel, mixed with a sticky, pink-gleaming juice, splattered everywhere like shattered jelly!
Every time a shell landed, a devastated area was instantly cleared, revealing the original black steel structure of the building wrapped in mycelium below, as if the goddess's gorgeous robe had been cruelly torn into several holes.
