If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

Su Chen's voice echoed in the silent underground space, each word like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of the Kunlun warriors who had been numb with shock.

"A failed...experiment?"

Wang Yanbing stared with his mouth agape, feeling like his brain wasn't quite processing what he was seeing.

That terrifying monster that almost swallowed his teammate whole, could withstand a sword strike from the division commander, and could regenerate health infinitely, was just a "failure" in the division commander's eyes.

What exactly constitutes a successful product?

Is it...

An absurd idea popped into his head uncontrollably.

Could it be that you, sir, were the most successful experiment?

The moment the thought popped into his head, he ruthlessly extinguished it.

Bah! What nonsense are you spouting! Our commander is a god! A celestial being descended to earth! How can he be compared to those filthy things pieced together from corpses and genes!

"What are you all standing there for?"

Su Chen's voice rang out again, pulling everyone's thoughts back from their reverie.

"Clean up the battlefield, collect all the data from the 'Genesis' project, especially the core database, and then evacuate. We're going home."

"yes!"

Leng Feng was the first to react, and his perpetually icy face flushed slightly with excitement.

He was jolted awake and immediately began issuing orders, organizing people to act separately.

The Kunlun warriors quickly recovered from their shock and began to carry out their mission in an orderly manner.

They went in pairs and in groups of three, like highly efficient worker bees, rushing to every corner of the base.

They want to pack up and take away all the evil achievements that the people of the United States have painstakingly researched and developed!

Su Chen looked at the busy figures of everyone and nodded in satisfaction.

He then led Du Feifei and Long Xiaoyun deeper into the base.

Beneath the massive crater carved out by Doomsday, countless complex pipes and instruments connect, leading to what should be the central control room of the entire base.

"Honey, did you... use up a lot of energy just now?"

Du Feifei held Su Chen's arm tightly and asked softly, her clear, beautiful eyes filled with deep concern.

The idea of ​​summoning heavenly lightning is no joke; it's a legendary skill reserved for immortals, and mortals who touch it will die instantly.

"Not bad." Su Chen smiled, took her soft, boneless hand in his, and felt its delicate warmth. "Don't you know how capable your husband is?"

Long Xiaoyun rolled her eyes at him; the awe and worship she had shown to the gods just now had been diluted considerably by his words.

This man never misses an opportunity to gain an advantage verbally.

However, she could indeed sense that Su Chen's aura was still long and deep, as profound as the vast starry sky, and it seemed that he had not suffered any damage from that earth-shattering move just now.

This put her mind at ease.

The three of them quickly arrived at the central control room.

This place is quite similar to a scene from a movie.

A huge circular space, countless screens flashing various data, and a supercomputer mainframe in the center, resembling a black obelisk.

"Looks like the Americans ran away in a hurry."

Su Chen glanced around and found that most of the equipment here was still turned on. Obviously, the researchers here were terrified the moment he triggered the heavenly lightning. They didn't even have time to destroy the data before they fled for their lives.

"Feifei, it's up to you now," Su Chen said to Du Feifei.

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Du Feifei smiled sweetly, released Su Chen's arm, and walked to the supercomputer.

Her slender hands danced swiftly across the virtual optical keyboard, like butterflies flitting among flowers.

Strings of complex code, incomprehensible to the average person, scrolled wildly across the screen like a waterfall.

Less than five minutes.

"Done!"

Du Feifei snapped her fingers and a smug smile appeared on her face.

"From the very beginning of the 'Genesis' and 'Pandora' projects, all the experimental data, core information, including the complete genome sequence map of that 'Doomsday', have been packaged and copied by me."

She waved one of the specially made memory chips in her hand, which was only the size of a fingernail.

"With these things, our Dragon Kingdom's biotechnology will be at least fifty years ahead of the rest of the world!"

"Well done!"

Su Chen smiled and kissed her smooth forehead.

With this information, not only can the technological strength of the Dragon Kingdom leap forward, but more importantly, it can thoroughly analyze the weaknesses of "Tyrant" and "Doomsday," providing the most effective solutions for similar crises that may arise in the future.

Just then, Leng Feng's voice came through the communicator.

"Reporting to the division commander, all data has been collected! Signals have also come from the surrounding troops that all ground military facilities in Area 51 have been completely cleared!"

"Very good." A cold glint flashed in Su Chen's eyes.

"Pass on my order: all personnel, prepare to evacuate!"

"yes!"

……

The White House, Situation Room.

When the last signal point representing Area 51's "Genesis" base disappeared from the map.

The entire situation room fell into a deathly silence.

"It's over..."

Defense Secretary Brown, a hawk known for his iron-fisted approach, seemed to have all his strength drained away, collapsing slumped into his chair in despair.

His eyes held no anger, no resentment, only a stagnant despair.

The tyrant's army was completely slaughtered.

The Yonggu Fortress was destroyed in a single blow.

The ultimate weapon, "Doomsday," was instantly destroyed in one move.

The strongest trump card that the United States had spent decades and poured countless resources into creating, a card capable of overturning the world order, turned out to be a laughable farce in front of the Kunlun Master of the Dragon Kingdom.

Vulnerable.

"Mr. President..."

A staff member, his voice trembling, looked at the president of Country M, who had been silent since the beginning.

At this moment, the president's face no longer showed the madness and ferocity he had shown before.

He just sat there quietly, his face ashen.

After a long while, he slowly raised his head, his bloodshot eyes sweeping over everyone present.

His voice was hoarse, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together.

"Initiate... Project 'Scorched Earth'."

"What?!"

These words shocked everyone present!

"Mr. President! Are you insane! That's...that's..."

Minister Brown jumped up from his chair, his face filled with disbelief and horror.

The "Scorched Earth" plan was the most insane and ruthless homeland defense plan formulated by the United States during the Cold War.

Its core content is only one.

When the homeland of Country M is invaded by an insurmountable foreign enemy, and all conventional and unconventional defense measures have failed.

Authorize the military to use tactical nuclear weapons to conduct indiscriminate saturation nuclear strikes on invaded areas of the United States!

In other words, they want to bomb their own country with nuclear weapons!

This is beyond insanity.

This is mutual destruction!

"I'm not crazy."

The president's face showed a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"I am more clear-headed than ever before."

He stood up, walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and looked out at the dazzling lights of the United States.

"We have no way out."

His voice was filled with exhaustion and despair.

"The strength of the Kunlun Division has exceeded our imagination. All our trump cards have become a joke in front of them."

"Let them leave our land unscathed?"

"Then the dignity of our nation, the hegemony of our nation, will become a laughingstock of the whole world!"

"Rather than sending them back to become the sword of the Dragon Kingdom's world domination, let them remain on this land forever, along with the deserts of Nevada!"

His eyes gleamed with the final madness of a gambler.

"I, the 46th President of Country M, hereby issue this order in my capacity as Supreme Commander!"

"Order: The Ohio-class strategic nuclear submarine USS Nebraska, stationed in the Pacific Ocean, is to immediately launch three Trident II D5 submarine-launched intercontinental ballistic missiles at the coordinates of Area 51, Nevada!"

"I don't care what methods you use, I don't care how many casualties it causes!"

"I just want one result!"

"Let that demonic legion from the East vanish from this world completely!"

His voice echoed in the silent command room.

It was like the sound of death tolling the doomsday bell.