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Chapter 1502 Destroyer Armor

At this moment, a strange light on the skyline broke through the raging storm, and a shocking scene slowly unfolded before everyone's eyes, as if the doomsday scene in the ancient prophecy had arrived ahead of schedule.

It was a behemoth nearly three meters tall, its body precisely woven from cold silver metal strips, and each metal plate sparkled with the sparks of the collision between technology and the laws of nature.

Its shoulders and arms were inlaid with densely packed black rivets, like stars embellishing the night sky, which not only added to its ferocity but also revealed a primitive power that should not be underestimated.

This huge humanoid armor, like a god of war that has broken free from its shackles in ancient mythology, stands on this storm-ravaged land with endless majesty and destructive power, forming a sharp and dazzling contrast with the chaotic natural scenery around it.

"The Destroyer..."

Chang Wei's drone sky eye system finally captured this frightening figure.

"The battle is about to begin. Inform your troops. No need to declare war. No need to warn. Use lethal force. If they don't want to die."

"Operation begins, everyone get into combat positions!"

As the US major general's order was issued, the entire command room instantly entered a wartime state.

His temperament changed drastically at this moment, transforming from a calm commander to a decision maker on the battlefield.

He sat in the makeshift command room, facing the increasingly clear satellite images, calmly analyzing the situation and decisively issuing orders.

As the commander-in-chief of this military operation, he was well aware of his responsibilities.

He was not one of those brave warriors who charged into battle. He did not need to be in the smoke-filled battlefield, dodging enemy fire while shouting through a walkie-talkie.

That is not the commander's duty, that is nonsense.

His task is to sit in the rear and command with confidence, ensuring that every unit can cooperate closely and efficiently implement the predetermined combat plan.

Facing an enemy like the Destroyer can strike fear into the hearts of even the most well-trained warriors.

But as a commander, he must remain calm, because he is the brain of the entire army, and every decision he makes will directly affect the life and death of the soldiers.

If he starts to panic, the entire army will lose direction and fall into chaos.

This time, the US military is serious.

Since the last time their base was attacked by frost giants, they have come to realize that conventional military forces are often powerless in the face of threats from other worlds.

Therefore, they mobilized a large number of military forces to garrison this base in New Mexico, from cutting-edge fighter jets to heavy armored forces, from long-range missile systems to advanced energy weapons, each of which is designed to deal with possible extreme situations.

In front of him was a huge holographic projection screen, which not only displayed the location information of the Asgard Destroyer Armor in real time, but also superimposed the terrain, wind direction and speed, and the distribution map of military forces deployed in various key locations.

Through sophisticated algorithms, the system is rapidly simulating various possible combat scenarios and outcomes, providing a basis for decision-making.

Asgard's Destroyer armor has been targeted by various weapons.

On the radar screen, red spots of light were like the eyes of the god of death, staring at the huge figure.

"The Thor missile launch unit has entered standby mode and locked onto the target. Confirm that all radar beams have been synchronized and calibrated to ensure accurate strikes."

An operator's fingers flew across the keyboard, constantly adjusting the missile launch parameters. Every second was related to the success or failure of the mission. "The F-35 fighter group has completed the formation and is advancing at low altitude. It is expected to reach the target within five minutes to perform air support missions. At the same time, the drone cluster has been deployed and is ready to perform reconnaissance and interference missions."

Another commander reported on the deployment of air forces.

"Ground forces, including the M1A2 SEPv3 main battle tank formation and mechanized infantry battalion, have entered a concealed mobile state, awaiting the final attack order. At the same time, the special operations team has infiltrated the perimeter of the target, preparing to perform close-range reconnaissance and interference missions."

Ground combat commanders convey the deployment of ground forces in real time through tactical headsets.

"The missile silos are ready, the Patriot-3 air defense system has entered interception mode, the Tomahawk cruise missile has locked the target coordinates, and the drone swarm is on standby, ready to perform reconnaissance and strike missions at any time."

The operations staff reported on the progress of various preparations.

"Attack with 30mm cannon."

The commander's orders came through the communicator.

"Confirmed, attack begins."

The operator responded quickly and with a touch of his finger on the control panel, the group of armed helicopters hovered steadily in the air, like a group of falcons ready to take off.

Eight single-barreled GAU-12/U 30mm machine guns roared instantly, and the deafening gunfire intertwined into a symphony of death.

Each machine gun fired depleted uranium armor-piercing shells at a rate of more than 1 rounds per minute, and the barrage of bullets fell on the target like a rainstorm - the alien mechanical monster called "Destroyer".

"All the machine guns hit, but they were ineffective. The target is still alive."

There was a tremor of disbelief in the observer's voice.

30mm depleted uranium armor-piercing shells, these messengers of death that were powerful enough to penetrate the most advanced tank armor, only stirred up bursts of weak yellow smoke after hitting the Destroyer. The self-sharpening effect that they were proud of did not leave even a scratch on the silver-white armor that seemed to be made of an unknown alloy.

This scene made everyone present feel depressed.

"Attack with missiles. Send it to hell."

The major general's voice came through the headset. Faced with such an existence that almost ignored conventional weapons, he quickly adjusted his tactics.

"Confirmed, distance 80 meters, missile launch."

As the order was given, all helicopters quickly moved away to avoid being affected by the tail flames of friendly missiles.

The quadruple AGM-114 Hellfire anti-tank missile whizzed out from the mounting point, cut through the sky and headed straight for the target.

These missiles integrate advanced guidance systems and powerful high-explosive anti-tank warheads, making them the natural enemy of ground armored units.

However, when the dust settled from a round of saturation missile attacks, the Destroyer still stood firm. The smoke and dust stirred up by the shock wave temporarily obscured its figure, but when the dust gradually dissipated, the observation report showed: "All missiles hit the target, and no damage was seen on the target surface."

This result instantly froze the atmosphere in the command post.

The major general's right index finger trembled unconsciously. Although he was prepared for the difficulty of this battle, the strength of the Destroyer was still beyond his imagination.

(End of this chapter)