I started with a portal, then turned around and handed it over to the nation.

He walked to the whiteboard, picked up a pen, and drew a heavy horizontal line under those two words.

"All our biochemical protective equipment, including the 99A's NBC protection system, is designed to protect against tangible substances such as bacteria, viruses, and toxic gases."

"As long as the laws of physics are followed, a filter can block it, and a sealed chamber can isolate it."

He turned around, his sharp gaze sweeping over everyone.

"But what about magic?"

"If this 'plague' is a curse, and it doesn't spread through the air or skin, but rather infects anyone who enters that area, how can we protect ourselves?"

The conference room was deathly silent.

Even Chen Yan, who had been excited just moments before, frowned and subconsciously looked at the heavy tank on the screen.

"We know nothing about magic."

"If a tank drives in, and the driver inexplicably starts to fester, develop a fever, or even mutate inside the sealed compartment, then these steel behemoths will become iron coffins for our soldiers."

The air in the meeting room felt somewhat stagnant.

Chen Yan looked at the heavily armed Type 99A tank on the screen, his initial excitement gradually fading until his expression turned serious.

He subconsciously twirled the ballpoint pen in his hand, making a crisp "click, click" sound.

"magic……"

Sun Dehai took off his glasses, pulled a piece of velvet cloth from his pocket, and vigorously wiped the fog off the lenses.

"Old Wu is right. Physical defense protects against kinetic energy, while biological and chemical defense protects against microorganisms and toxins."

"But what if this so-called 'plague' is an energy field, or a conceptual curse..."

He put his glasses back on: "Then our NBC protection system is just for show. The soldiers sitting in the tank might not even see the enemy's face before they rot into a pool of blood in the sealed compartment."

"Stop talking!"

Long Fei suddenly crushed the cigarette pack in his hand and threw it on the table:

"Old Sun, stop boosting their morale. If what you're saying is true, then this battle is unwinnable? Are you suggesting we go shirtless and fight goblins with bayonets?"

"I did not mean that!"

Sun Dehai's face flushed red: "I was talking about risk! Science is about rigor!"

"Alright." Wu Qian's voice rang out again, not loud, but enough to quell the argument between the two.

He walked up to the electronic map and picked up the red laser pointer.

A red dot lands in the center of the map, representing the area of ​​the rotting swamp.

"Since close contact is risky, let's try a different approach."

Wu Qian flicked his wrist, and the red dot moved swiftly, stopping on a high ground thirty kilometers away from the swamp.

That was the abandoned campsite in Shigu Town that they had just bought.

"The portal is now five meters by four meters."

Wu Qian turned around, his back to the map, and his gaze swept over everyone present:

"This means that we can transport not only tanks, but also longer items."

Chen Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stopped twirling his pen: "You mean...?"

"PHL-03 300mm Long-Range Rocket Launcher".

Wu Qian uttered these words:

"Maximum range of 150 kilometers. We don't need to drive tanks into the swamp, nor do we need soldiers to go to that Blackwater Altar to fight monsters hand-to-hand."

He pointed to the location of the camp on the map:

"We'll set up the launch pad right in front of our own house. At most, we'll push it forward a little, to the hunting grounds outside Fernwall Village to the east!"

"The drone takes off, locks onto the coordinates, and transmits data."

"Then……"

Wu Qian made a downward pressing gesture, and a slight smile appeared on his lips:

"A volley."

"If you're not comfortable with that, then two rounds. If two rounds aren't enough, then five rounds."

"I want that black water altar, along with that so-called priest, and every inch of soil within a five-kilometer radius, to be turned upside down."

"Saturation attack".

Chen Yan suddenly stood up, the chair scraping against the marble floor with a screeching sound.

His usually squinting eyes were wide open now, and his breathing was rapid.

"That's right! How come I didn't think of that! We're not the small workshop we used to be, where we could only rely on special forces to sneak in and carry out decapitation strikes anymore!"

He walked a few steps to Wu Qian's side, his fingers trembling as he looked at the distance on the map:

"150 kilometers... That's practically point-blank range for the Type 03 artillery! The accuracy can be controlled to the meter level!"

"What magical plague, what curse?"

Chen Yan waved his fist, his face flushed with excitement:

"I refuse to believe its casting range can reach a hundred kilometers! I refuse to believe it can curse our artillery along its trajectory!"

"When poor, use tactical infiltration; when successful, bomb them!"

Long Fei grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth, his eyes flashing with a fierce light: "Old Wu, that's a dirty trick, but I like it!"

"The plan is feasible." Zhao Zhenguo, who had been silent all along, nodded, his fingers rhythmically tapping the F on the table:

"Non-contact warfare is the essence of modern warfare. Since we have the capability, there's no need to take that risk."

"But..." Liu Jianjun held up the calculator in his hand, his brows still furrowed:

"That makes sense. I also support blowing them up. But I'm in logistics, so I have to consider the worst-case scenario."

He looked at Wu Qian: "What if? What if the priest isn't completely dead? Or what if the plague drifted over on the wind?"

"Also, once we're stationed at the camp, are there no other threats around? What if some stragglers manage to sneak in?"

Liu Jianjun pointed to the medical supplies on the list:

"Bombing alone won't work. The camp's pandemic prevention level must be maxed out. I need to set up a medical station in this other world!"

Liu Jianjun looked at Sun Dehai:

"Old Sun, your biology team needs to step up. If you spot anything suspicious, whoever it is, isolate them immediately."

Sun Dehai nodded heavily:

"Don't worry about that. I will select the best medical staff and equip them with the latest portable biometric testing equipment."

"Then it's settled." Zhao Zhenguo stood up, and the chair behind him was pushed away.

He placed his hands on the table, his sharp gaze sweeping across the entire room:

"Operation plan established: establish an outpost fortress based at Shiguzhen camp."

"Tactical core: drone reconnaissance and guidance, long-range fire coverage, and non-contact annihilation."

"Defense principle: Give equal importance to biological and physical defense; it is better to have a false alarm than to let anyone escape."

The old general's voice echoed in the conference room: "Long Fei."

"Here!" Long Fei snapped to attention, his military posture impeccable.

"Your special forces team won't be charging into battle this time. You only have one mission: hold the artillery position and protect the technical personnel."

"Yes! Mission accomplished!" Long Fei roared, his eyes practically radiating murderous intent.

Zhao Zhenguo turned to look at Lin Mo.

The young man stood ramrod straight. Although he wasn't wearing a military uniform, his demeanor was completely different from when he first arrived.

"Lin Mo".

"Yes." Lin Mo stood up.