Chapter 992: The Highest Level Secret Strategic Force

At this moment, no matter whether it was Gao Zhikai who was wild and unruly, or Zou Yuan who was calm and reserved, they were completely distracted by this "inhuman" army that descended from the sky and was armed to the teeth, and fell into a state of almost blank aphasia!

"This...is this really the kind of army Zhou Bang can possess?!"

This question that subverts cognition, like a curse, echoed wildly in the hearts of the two people!

In just a short moment, they had no idea how many times they had asked themselves this question!

However, every time I ask myself this question, I get a deeper sense of unreality and a dizzying feeling of cognitive collapse.

Gao Zhikai felt it especially badly! An indescribable burning pain, as if he had been slapped hard on the face by an invisible slap, instantly spreading from his cheek to his ear!

This feeling was definitely not caused by the beating from Zou Yuan just now!

Because not long ago, he still sneered and despised the Zhongzhou War Zone as a "rich young man" who only knew how to show off his weapons, and asserted that it was vulnerable... a fat sheep with only supplies!

But now?

A rich young man? Maybe!

But this "young master" had obviously exchanged all his belongings for this terrifying, timeless killing machine in front of him!

Just the exoskeleton covering the entire body, shining with a cold metallic luster, and the tactical skills displayed by the soldiers, which were like sophisticated war machines, have widened the gap between the two sides to a desperate "era gap"!

Look at the ground crew at their own airport, dressed in ordinary training uniforms, staring at the enemy with astonishment and even a hint of fear. Then look at the fleet of old helicopters parked next to the hangar, looking gray against the enemy's brand new paint...

Sit down!

Just as Gao Zhikai and Zou Yuan were so overwhelmed by the impact of this sci-fi army before them that they could barely think—

pat!

There was a steady and clear sound of military boots hitting the ground.

Leading the hatch of the Z-20, Wang Wu was wearing the iconic matte black "Dragon Spine-I" exoskeleton, but the shining 2-bar 4-star colonel rank on his collar badge revealed his unique identity.

After Wang Wu landed, he did not look at anyone at first. Out of the instinct of a front-line combat commander, he immediately cast his sharp eyes like a hawk to the entire field airport, especially the helicopters belonging to the 76th Corps parked on the apron!

Combat power assessment!

His gaze was like a high-speed scanning radar, coldly and efficiently scanning every aircraft's appearance, condition, paint job, weapon mounts, and ground support equipment...

But he quickly looked away, not out of courtesy or fear of causing discomfort to the other person.

But there is no need to look further.

"Scrap metal" may be a bit harsh, but what if they were to be dragged onto the battlefield to fight against the airborne assault brigade in the Zhongzhou theater?

Not good enough!

This conclusion was like a cold anvil, instantly solidifying in Wang Wu's heart!

After coming to a conclusion in his mind, Wang Wu's chin under the shadow of his helmet slowly raised half an inch.

Once again, I adjusted my position in this contact from the perspective of strength!

...

"Hello, comrade. I'm Zou Yuan, Deputy Commander of the Western Theater Command. May I ask which unit you belong to?"

Zou Yuan, deputy commander of the Western Theater Command, took the initiative to step forward and greet Gao Zhikai, who was a little proud of his status.

Seeing this scene, Gao Zhikai felt a little regretful, but the pride he had developed over the years could not be changed overnight. If he could really change it, his entire military career would not be full of ups and downs.

So even though he felt regretful, Gao Zhikai was still a little annoyed that Zou Yuan, as the deputy commander of the theater, was trying to climb up the ladder and was "bowing and scraping" to a colonel.

However, no one paid attention to Gao Zhikai's inner thoughts at the moment. When Wang Wu saw a lieutenant general coming up, his expression was immediately shocked. He raised his hand and saluted in a neither humble nor arrogant tone:

"Hello, Commander. We are the Spark Commando from the Zhongzhou War Zone. We have been ordered to come and make contact with your War Zone!"

Hearing this, the smile on Zou Yuan's face froze instantly, and a trace of deep confusion flashed in his eyes.

Compared to the little knowledge Gao Zhikai had gained through the 77th Army Corps' returning veterans group, he, the deputy commander of the theater, knew nothing about the so-called "Zhongzhou Theater"!

The huge doubts overwhelmed the initial excitement, and he almost blurted out:

"Zhongzhou War Zone? Is it... the original Central War Zone? Was it reorganized after the apocalypse?"

As he asked this question, Zou Yuan still held a glimmer of hope in his heart. If he truly inherited the mantle of the Central Theater, it would mean a connection with the Divine Capital Center! It would mean that his network of connections would still be effective! It would mean a steady stream of assistance and the consolidation of his position in the Western Theater!

However, Zou Yuan did not expect that after he asked the question, the colonel in front of him, dressed in a very sci-fi outfit, shook his head firmly:

"Chief" Wang Wu's voice was steady, with an unquestionable certainty:

"Our Zhongzhou War Zone has no affiliation or inheritance relationship with the Central War Zone before the apocalypse."

He paused slightly, then threw out the "official setting" that had been verified countless times by Gu Chengyuan and had always worked, his tone as natural as stating a basic fact:

"To be precise, before the apocalypse, we weren't an open war zone organization, but rather a top-level secret strategic force directly under the jurisdiction of the Supreme Commander of the Shenjing Central Command. Our permanent station and core base are within the territory of Ye Province."

"A top-level secret strategic force directly under the command of the Supreme Commander of the Shenjing Center?!"

Upon hearing this title, Zou Yuan and marginal OB Gao Zhikai were both stunned again.

'Is there such a force?'

'How come I've never heard of this before?!' A huge question roared in their hearts.

But the six words "top level secret" themselves are an insurmountable cognitive gap!

Zou Yuan knew very well that as a lieutenant general, he was still far from the core of power; no matter how rebellious Gao Zhikai was, he understood what "top secret" meant - it was definitely a forbidden zone that could not be touched by people of his level, or even by the commander of his theater of war!

I don’t know how powerful it is!

An indescribable feeling of relief, a mixture of awe, shock, and "so that's it," instantly overwhelmed all their doubts.

The immense sense of separation and oppression brought about by the Spark Commandos' unrealistic sci-fi equipment and their inhuman tactical prowess seemed to have found an irrefutable and "reasonable" explanation at this moment.

The highest level secret force!

Sci-fi gear? Isn't that normal? It could even be said that sci-fi gear is the most ordinary thing about them!

The invisible awe, like a cold tide, silently and completely drowned Gao Zhikai's last bit of arrogance.

The smile on Zou Yuan's face became more complicated. There was a natural awe of being "directly under the central government", as well as a hint of loss that his plan had failed. But more importantly, it was a fear and re-evaluation of the unfathomable "supreme will" represented by the army in front of him.

"So, this army also represents the direct lineage of the Divine Capital? Or even an extension of the Supreme Will?"

Thinking about it this way, the status of the Zhongzhou War Zone seems to be slightly higher than that of ordinary war zones...