This merciless wave of flame, rising without warning, carrying brown ash and billowing heat, threatened to engulf everything, and with the fearless courage of countless Federation personnel, it charged fiercely toward the giant ship.
Even though they knew that such a strong attack would not be enough to cause serious damage to the invaders, the bugle call to charge had already been sounded, from the northernmost glaciers of the continent all the way to the desolate deserts of the south!
On the river! On the jungle! On the mountain!
Every living being can hear this clarion call, filled with sorrow and unwavering resolve! It signifies that we will fight back with our fiercest might, baring our fangs and tearing flesh from the enemy!
The explosion was like thunder, spreading through the sky and echoing through the ages!
The clouds and mist were dispersed, and a terrifying crack was cleaved open in the vast, turbulent white ocean, revealing a ripple of life!
Everything here became clearly visible. As ash drifted and clung to the giant ship's exterior, the command center on the ground displayed the image of this uninvited guest. Its deck, hull, bulging equipment, massive form, and overwhelming sense of oppression.
Everyone in the office looked up and stared at him silently.
No one spoke at that moment.
This behemoth is awe-inspiring to everyone.
Chen Ang swallowed hard, his fingers trembling slightly in his pocket.
For a few seconds, a look of astonishment and disbelief crossed Tali's face.
Countless researchers stared with their mouths slightly agape.
The warm currents from the Arctic Ocean had not yet reached the coastlines upon which people depended for survival, and the monsoon winds seemed increasingly weak. Yet, over the Siberian Arctic Circle, a grey rain was falling steadily… The scene was like a painting; fragments rained down, the shattered silver beetle shells reflecting the distant horizon and the snow-capped mountains. After a clap of thunder, the rain arrived as expected, carrying the researchers' beliefs, flesh and bones; carrying the shells, limbs, and antennae of insects…
With the gaze of an eighteen-year-old boy who knows the world has not treated him kindly, yet still wants to pour all his love into this land.
We have been waiting for this moment, when the banner of humanity will fly like a cannon barrel firing straight into the sky, never to fall...
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