NEC Chapter 68: Breaking Through the Formation

The ultra-high pressure shockwave generated by the explosion struck like an invisible giant hammer, smashing in all directions, lifting and tearing apart tents farther away like paper! The air seemed to be instantly ignited, forming a hell of high pressure and high temperature.

Following closely behind the shockwave came burning materials scattered all over the sky, viscous like ghostly fire, splashing out like scattered flowers with the explosive force! They adhered to all combustible and non-combustible objects, tents, weapons, war horses, and... living human bodies!

The intense burning made sizzling sounds, acrid smoke and the scorched smell of burnt meat filled the air. These white phosphorus particles ignited upon contact, following like shadows, clinging relentlessly! In this hellish chaos, a mixture of three types of nerve gas silently spread throughout the camp.

On the watchtower at the front of the mountain pass, a sentry turned back in terror, the towering firelight painting his face blood red.

He instinctively reached for the warning bell handle. The moment the "ding-ding" sound rang out, a bullet penetrated his skull. This young warrior's body suddenly stiffened and he fell from the high watchtower.

This was Little White's handiwork.

Among the current Cloudmist Domain team, Little White's marksmanship was number one. First, because its hands didn't shake, and second, during Chen Mo's long period of study and cultivation, Little White, who was kept in the room every day, had been repeatedly practicing aiming and rifle handling.

Even though its live-fire experience was still somewhat lacking, with the assistance of a high-magnification scope, hitting enemies wasn't much trouble.

The sentry on the other side was handled by another heavy anti-materiel rifle. However, after the heavy gunshot rang out, the other party was still urgently ringing the bell, obviously having missed.

The shooter wasn't Chen Mo. Chen Mo's small arms and legs couldn't lift this anti-materiel sniper rifle.

The person controlling it was Lady Frost.

That's right, although the ornate long sword at her waist had never come in handy, although the young countess usually looked like a tender little girl, in reality, Lady Frost had studied under Amber, the famous female swordsmanship master of the Emerald Duchy, and had Paven's careful guidance and sparring. She was a genuine swordsman professional, second-tier Iron Badge.

If she weren't so lazy, her achievements should be far more than this.

When the young countess single-handedly flourished the nearly twenty-kilogram heavy anti-materiel rifle like a flower, Chen Mo immediately agreed to the young countess's request to "play with guns," while seriously considering the young countess's earlier suggestion about having an affair.

It definitely wasn't dirty thoughts, just worry about whether the other party might exert force and leave him broken and battered...

The young countess's first shot of her career had no idea where it went off target.

However, Captain Paven seemed to have foreseen this.

Because there were only two gas masks, only Paven and another captain advanced for the attack. They had taken advantage of the night cover to quietly move to the forest edge and lie in ambush. The moment the earth-shaking explosion occurred, they both charged out simultaneously.

Captain Paven emerged from the forest and rushed straight for the watchtower that the young countess was responsible for. With a violent charge, the wooden high platform turned into flying debris scattered everywhere.

After easily knocking out the sentry who fell from the broken watchtower, Paven got up and charged into the military camp again.

The "trinity" strike plan formulated by East Xia's General Staff was perfectly effective.

Thermobaric bombs were responsible for destroying obstacles, tearing open cover, creating chaos and casualties.

White phosphorus bombs followed closely, after cover was shattered, turning into highly adhesive fires of death, harvesting exposed living forces.

Nerve gas served as the final cleaner, responsible for filling gaps and covering areas that white phosphorus bombs hadn't reached.

When Captain Paven charged into the camp, what he saw was already a scene of earthly hell.

The Greenspine soldiers who were taken out in the first round of explosions by the thermobaric bomb's core flame temperature and shockwave were lucky. Death came so swiftly that in the cruelty of war, this actually became a merciful release.

The warriors who survived by chance were greeted by the burning of white phosphorus bombs.

Unlike another battlefield incendiary, thermite bombs, exploded white phosphorus bombs had extremely strong adhesive properties. Soldiers caught in phosphorus fire instantly became running, wailing "fire people."

They ran frantically and rolled futilely, emitting heart-rending, scalp-splitting desperate screams. The sounds gradually went from piercing to weak, finally completely extinguished as they twisted and collapsed.

Only curled, charred remains emitting wisps of smoke were left in place.

Finally came the few lucky ones on the battlefield periphery. Due to their positions, they avoided the first and second waves of strikes, ultimately welcoming the "warm" embrace of nerve gas.

The deadly gas was all-pervasive, with fragile eyes and nasal mucous membranes bearing the brunt. Extreme agony instantly destroyed reason. The surviving warriors began frantically clawing at their faces, tearing at their skin, some even forcibly gouging out their eyeballs from their sockets.

The scene was incredibly bloody!

Paven quickly delivered finishing blows, rapidly eliminating future troubles while also sparing these poor fellows some suffering.

The only survivor, the sentry Paven had knocked out, quickly confessed everything under the terror of severe pain and death, Lookout Mountain City had indeed received strict orders from the Zircon family to firmly block this exit leading to the Emerald Duchy, joining hands with the Crescent Moon Federation to strangle this "enemy" force from the Emerald at the vicinity of the Gloomy Forest.

After repeatedly confirming the information was correct twice, Paven cleanly snapped the sentry's neck.

The battle ended so quickly, like a breeze sweeping across the plains, leaving only ruins and corpses everywhere.

After this battle, the people from the Cloudmist Domain looked at Chen Mo as if seeing an illegitimate son of the Resting Moon Dynasty emperor.

The young countess was still somewhat confused, "I think this still doesn't seem as powerful as a bone dragon."

Master Locke shook his head with a bitter smile, "Your Highness, you need to notice that the ferocity of these weapons is only one aspect. What's more terrifying is that they made that mysterious existence from afar specially formulate a battle plan for him."

He paused, trying to use an analogy the young countess could understand, "This is like our territory offering tribute to the duchy's sovereign, requesting support. The sovereign sending a team of elite cavalry would certainly be within reasonable normal interaction."

"But if the sovereign not only sends troops but also carefully matches close-combat, medium-range, and long-range unit combinations for you, sending a detailed battle plan specifying 'what time to start fighting,' 'which direction to attack from,' and 'how to respond to unexpected situations!' This isn't about money or cooperation anymore."

Paven felt this especially deeply. The vast majority of sacrificial offerings from this summoning were collected by the Cloudmist Domain team. Those things were too shabby even for summoning a village chief-level undead. How could they possibly move a "Cyber Sovereign"?

Glancing at Chen Mo, who was standing on a small hill taking pictures with some device, Paven lowered his voice, "Also, you all need to know that this sovereign behind him doesn't even know where the battlefield is."

This fully demonstrated the tactical proficiency of the behind-the-scenes team.

Without understanding the current situation or conducting battlefield reconnaissance, the other party had forcibly created a battle plan ensuring the complete annihilation of a Greenspine Kingdom infantry company in one go.

Even in that battle plan, such details were arranged.

To prevent possible harm to people subsequently passing through the mountain pass from residual nerve gas, the other party had specially configured three grenade types that could explode with high wind pressure among the hand grenades, for re-bombing the battlefield and opening safe passages.

In Paven's understanding, he didn't think the other party would have any pity for a group of dead people soaking in this strange "underworld aura."

All of this was most likely because Chen Mo's mental strength couldn't bear the load, so the other party couldn't send more safety and anti-poison equipment, thus specially sending "cleanup" equipment.

Considering all the above, Chen Mo's background appeared increasingly mysterious in the eyes of several bigwigs from the Cloudmist Domain.

Paven was a sensible person. At times like this, don't ask too many questions that shouldn't be asked.

Return to the territory first and then talk!

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