America: The Cremator

Chapter 200 Two Big Darlings Are on Their Way! [Bonus Chapter 1/3 by Alliance Leader [Mao Dengdeng Xiaobao]]

"Knock knock knock knock!"

The 25mm chain gun roared, and high-explosive incendiary shells flew in a line, crashing down on the fleshy plant.

Clusters of orange-red sparks exploded one after another on the surface of the dense, fleshy stems.

This caliber of ammunition has a devastating effect when it hits flesh and blood, shattering large chunks of red muscle and sending dark red tissue fluid mixed with broken flesh membranes flying outwards.

Despite the intense bombardment, the fleshy plant still stood there.

Although its surface was blasted to pieces, revealing the thick main blood vessels inside that flowed with dark green liquid, its main stem did not collapse as a result.

At the gap created by the high-temperature combustion, a large number of new granulation tissues are rapidly growing and intertwining under the flames, filling the shattered parts.

The plant did not fall; instead, its roots, which were wrapped around the armored vehicle, contracted even more tightly and continued to secrete a blood-red sap.

The next instant, three test-fired mortar shells slammed into the gravel beach.

The explosion kicked up a large amount of mud and silver dust. The small bird reconnaissance plane hovering high in the sky immediately locked onto the landing point, and the fire control computer quickly completed the correction and calibration, synchronizing the data to the artillery position.

"Coordinates correct! Full platoon, rapid fire!"

With the order given, more than a dozen heavy mortars were unleashed.

A series of sharp whistling sounds filled the air as a barrage of shells rained down on the area.

At the same time, the Apache attack helicopter hovering in mid-air lowered its nose.

The pilot pressed the launch button, and the rocket pods mounted on both sides flashed with fire as dozens of 70mm rockets, trailing white contrails, plunged into the position below.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The deafening explosions caused the land around Rattlesnake Lake to tremble violently.

Huge fireballs rose into the air one after another, creating a thick cloud of smoke and dust on the front lines that obscured everyone's vision.

All that could be heard from within the smoke were the sounds of slime falling to the ground and plants burning.

The high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft's camera could only capture a hazy gray area, and the thermal imager could only capture a huge and chaotic mass of high-temperature color, making it impossible to confirm the destruction effect.

The officer stared at the blurry patch of color on the screen. This kind of monster could not be given any chance to breathe.

He immediately grabbed his communicator and switched to the Air Force support channel: "Keep the fire going! A-10s, move in immediately! Thoroughly clear that area!"

The deep roar of heavy engines echoed through the night sky.

An A-10 Warthog attack aircraft swooped down, its GAU-8 30mm seven-barrel Gatling gun spitting out thick tongues of fire several meters long from its nose.

"Buzz"

Depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds and high-explosive rounds transformed into a fiery whip. A trench was blasted into the ground, and everything in its path was utterly shredded.

The moment the strafing ended, the pylons under the A10's wings suddenly loosened.

Two MK84 heavy bombs detached from the fuselage, and the massive bombs, weighing two thousand pounds each, crashed into the thick smoke.

A brief silence.

The intense light instantly engulfed everything around it, and then a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

The shockwave swept across the ground, violently shaking the armed Humvees that had just retreated a few hundred meters from the outer defensive line.

The light faded, and the frontline defenses fell silent.

The trapped Wolverine #3 also stopped attacking at the same time.

The officer frowned and ordered in a deep voice, "The reconnaissance plane should descend and switch to high-definition footage to confirm the status of Wolverine 3."

The reconnaissance aircraft lowered its altitude, and the camera zoomed in continuously.

The image on the screen gradually became clearer, but it also revealed an extremely horrifying scene.

The 3,000-ton Bradley infantry fighting vehicle remained stationary, but its thick composite armor shell had completely dissolved, and the entire surface of the vehicle was covered with a layer of dark red muscle tissue. The turret and tracks had also been assimilated into a soft, rotten, and foul-smelling fleshy structure.

Countless blood-red roots burst forth from the gaps in the armor of the vehicle, turning the entire infantry fighting vehicle into a giant tuber covered with thick roots, writhing unconsciously in the air.

The adjutant's facial muscles twitched: "Sir, this—steel has turned into flesh and blood?"

The officer remained silent, then sighed softly: "Reconnaissance aircraft, shift your observation target, observe the center of the explosion, and report on the damage effects."

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When the smoke and dust in the core area of ​​the battlefield were dispersed by the wind, a huge crater several meters deep could be seen on the ground.

In the very center of the crater, the fleshy plant had vanished without a trace.

Instead, there was a large mass of rotten flesh that had been completely melted by the high temperature.

This layer of blood-red mud, about half the size of a basketball court, was stuck to the bottom of the charred pit. It was still sizzling and emitting white smoke under the residual high temperature, and its surface was covered with carbonized black char marks.

The next second, a huge abscess suddenly bulged up from the center of that pool of flesh that had already turned into mud.

The membrane on the surface of the abscess stretched thinner and thinner until it ruptured, and dozens of thick new granulation tissues emerged directly from the ground.

These granulation tissues, covered with a layer of grayish-white bony membrane, completely ignored the hundreds of degrees of heat remaining in the surrounding soil and began to fuse together at an extremely rapid pace.

At the same time, more red roots broke through the scorched soil and surged outwards.

It didn't die.

After enduring repeated bombardments from various weapons, this thing did not die and is now rebuilding an even larger body.

The adjutant stared in horror at the wildly growing buds: "It's not dead yet! What on earth is this thing?!"

The officer's face was extremely grim.

Conventional heavy firepower is completely ineffective against this bizarre creature with terrifying regenerative capabilities.

Even if it's blasted into a puddle of mud on the ground, as long as the cells aren't completely destroyed, it can absorb energy and grow back.

The officer shoved his adjutant aside and grabbed the encrypted red hotline that connected directly to the headquarters of the disaster response force.

"This is the Rattlesnake frontline command post! Conventional firepower is insufficient to destroy the target!"

"Request the highest level of tactical strike!"

"Requesting the deployment of two tactical aerial bombs!"

Codenames: Mother of All Bombs, Shroud!

There was a brief silence on the other end of the communicator.

The Mother of All Bombs is the most powerful conventional bomb currently in service with the Federal Government, with an explosive yield sufficient to level several city blocks.

The "shroud" is a wide-area, high-radiation dirty bomb specially made by the Bureau of Weird Support, designed to eliminate the cellular activity of high-level flesh and blood monsters.

Once these two aerial bombs are dropped, the entire area within a radius of several kilometers around Rattlesnake Lake will be completely transformed into a dead zone that no living being can approach.

A few seconds later, a reply came through the communicator from headquarters.

"Request approved."

"Two C-130 transport planes are about to take off."

Meanwhile, inside the speeding Bradley infantry fighting vehicle, the air was filled with the acrid smell of diesel fuel and the pungent odor of disinfectant.

The medic threw the used syringe into a medical waste bag and turned to check on the other two wounded soldiers.

After a round of intravenous injections of high-purity cardiac stimulants and broad-spectrum anti-pollution serum, the ashen and lifeless look on Byron and Elena's faces faded considerably.

Byron leaned against the bulkhead, struggling to open his eyes, his unfocused gaze refocusing.

Elena looked down at her arm, which had been re-bandaged, and her breathing gradually became steady.

Su Long had the mildest symptoms among the three, and the residual effects of his God of War state helped him withstand most of the negative effects. However, the medical staff didn't care about that and still forcibly injected him with a mixture of glucose and sedative.

He sat in his seat, frowning as he listened to the crew's communications radio, the channel filled with dense tactical terminology and hissing noises mixed with static.

"The entire Wolverine crew of vehicle number 3 has lost contact! All personnel are dead! That thing has assimilated the entire vehicle!"

"Main gun ineffective! Rockets ineffective! It's still growing! Requesting evacuation to the second line of defense!"

As Su Long listened to the battle reports, his gaze shifted to the officer sitting opposite him. Judging from the shoulder insignia on his uniform, he was a captain. Su Long then said, "The situation outside—seems a bit troublesome?"

The captain glanced at Suron, then at Elena and Byron beside him, and nodded.

"It's alright. You have successfully shut down the largest source of the rift. The mission was accomplished beautifully."

"Those bastards who ran out with you guys are indeed quite troublesome. They wiped out our rearguard crew No. 3, but don't worry, there are two big shots on their way."

A few minutes later, the infantry fighting vehicle came to a complete stop after a slight jolt, and the rear hatch slowly descended under the push of the hydraulic rod.

Su Long was the first to step out of the carriage, and his view suddenly opened up.

They had completely driven out of the dense forest area around Rattlesnake Lake and arrived at a flat wilderness.

A few dozen meters ahead, a massive Chinook transport helicopter was parked on the ground, ready to go.

The front and rear rotors were still spinning at a low speed, stirring up weeds and dust from the ground.

Byron and Elena were helped out of the train car by medical staff.

The three of them turned around and looked back in the direction they had come from.

Under the distant night sky, the once dense pine forest has been completely flattened.

The violent shockwaves and heavy firepower turned the area into a flat, scorched wasteland, but in the very center of the ruins, a colossal monster rose from the ground, piercing the dark red clouds.

It was a colossal object constructed of bright red flesh and blood, already exceeding fifty meters in height, and its size was still expanding wildly at a visible rate.

Its base consists of three intertwined, enormous rhizomes that resemble thick sheep hooves.

A thick, rough layer of gray keratin covers the surface of the sheep's hooves, and with each movement, the enormous weight causes the ground to sink deeply.

Following the three hooves upwards, there is an extremely bloated red torso.

Dark red muscles were intertwined on the surface, flowing with viscous tissue fluid, and thousands upon thousands of mouths were densely packed on the torso.

These mouths, without any lips to cover them, directly exposed their stark white teeth and bright red gums.

All the mouths were wide open, the upper and lower jaws opening and closing alternately, and thick saliva flowed down between the teeth.

The crunching sound of teeth grinding against each other, mixed with countless overlapping howls, echoed across the empty wilderness, piercing the eardrums.

Further up, dozens of thick, fleshy branches branched out from the top of the bloated trunk, stretching wildly towards the night sky like a withered tree, their surfaces covered with bulging, dark green blood vessels.

At the very top of these clustered branches stands a huge fleshy tumor with a diameter of over ten meters.

The fleshy membrane on the surface of the sarcoma was throbbing violently and tearing open to both sides. Through the cracks, one could see an extremely large eyeball growing rapidly inside, with dark red blood vessels spreading rapidly across the sclera.

Two Apache attack helicopters were circling in from both sides, their 30mm cannons spitting out long tongues of fire, and their rocket pods firing serpentine rockets one after another.

The 120mm heavy mortars in the rear positions were also firing continuously.

Dense bursts of fireballs erupted one after another.

However, this conventional barrage of fire had little effect on the creature; the shattered pieces of flesh were quickly replaced by new growths of flesh emerging from below before they even hit the ground.

It got annoyed by the Apache helicopters and started extending several thick, blood-red tendrils, lashing them out in mid-air.

Su Long felt a chill run down his spine at the sight and muttered, "Although I don't know what this thing is, my intuition tells me that the consequences of it growing eyes are definitely not good."

As they were talking, a deep and oppressive roar of heavy engines came crashing down from the sky.

Su Long looked up and saw two massive silhouettes of C-130 transport planes, one after the other, steadily cutting into the airspace in the darkness.

The captain stood to the side and lit a cigarette.

"Our precious baby has arrived. Now watch closely, this is going to be a fantastic firework display."

The first transport plane arrived over the target area, and the rear cabin door opened wide.

A traction parachute was launched first, inflating instantly under the strong wind, and the resulting pull directly dragged a huge object fixed to the cabin rails out.

It was an extremely large heavy aerial bomb.

After the bomb leaves the aircraft, it quickly adjusts its attitude under the pull of the parachute, with the warhead pointing vertically toward the ground.

A few seconds later, the deceleration parachute automatically separated and detached, and the heavy projectile, relying on free fall, plummeted rapidly toward the giant object.

The bomb did not fall directly to the ground, but detonated prematurely several tens of meters above the giant object.

A dull thud was heard.

The bomb's outer casing burst open, ejecting the massive amount of high-energy fuel and aluminum powder mixture inside at extremely high initial velocities.

In a short moment, a thick white cloud burst open in mid-air, completely enveloping the upper part of the entire behemoth.

After the clouds and mist had fully mixed with the air, the secondary fuse was triggered, and a white dot, even more dazzling than the sun, flashed across the sky. Then, the light completely engulfed the entire night sky.

A bright orange fireball, over 100 meters in diameter, suddenly expanded in mid-air, completely igniting the white cloud of mist.

The intense heat from the thermobaric bomb instantly drained all the oxygen from the core of the explosion, and the flames, reaching thousands of degrees Celsius, vaporized everything they came into contact with.

Following closely behind was a visible white ring-shaped shockwave that spread outwards from the point of explosion, hugging the clouds.

A few seconds later, the deafening roar that could rip eardrums finally reached the location of Su Long and the others.

Even though he was four or five kilometers away from the explosion's epicenter, Su Long still felt the ground beneath his feet tremble violently, and a strong gust of hot wind swept across the wilderness, causing the Chinook helicopter's rotor blades to whistle.

In the distance, a huge mushroom cloud is rolling and rising in the sky.

As the blinding flames gradually faded, Su Long saw that the strange upper half of the creature had completely disappeared.

The enormous eyeball, along with the fleshy main stem that was tens of meters long, was directly evaporated in an environment of high temperature and overpressure of several thousand degrees.

The remaining half of the body was charred black, with large amounts of slime and charred bits of flesh dripping down.

It suffered an unprecedented blow, and its once-wriggling root system instantly fell into a state of death.

At that very moment, the second C-130 transport plane had arrived in the designated airspace.

A second heavy bomb of the same size detached from its rack and hurtled down on the war zone, which had already been reduced to scorched earth.

This time, instead of the devastating thermo-pressure fireball that had appeared before, the massive explosion sent a huge amount of white powder flying downwards with the wind.

As the powder scattered, a dark red cloud of mist rapidly formed under the catalytic effect of the residual high temperature from the explosion.

Just like the bomb's name, "The Shroud," the clouds completely enveloped the eerie half of the bomb, along with the gravel beach stretching for several kilometers below.

The dark red cloud rolled slowly along the ground, and wherever it passed, the scattered flesh and blood that had been blasted apart emitted a piercing corrosive sound, turning into pools of stagnant water that emitted a green glow.

Looking at the mist in the distance, Su Long asked, "What's that?"

Elena leaned against the medical staff, followed Su Long's gaze, and began to explain.

"That was a special dirty bomb modified from the main body of the Mother of All Bomb. Instead of high explosives, it was filled with a huge amount of potassium iodide-131 powder."

"At the moment of detonation, some of the powder will vaporize directly under the high temperature of the explosion, transforming into a highly radioactive vapor cloud. This vapor can penetrate into the cells of those monsters without leaving any gaps."

"The eerie fear of strong radiation is far greater than the fear of pure silver."

"Silver can only damage their surface spiritual structure, but this level of radiation-laden bomb can directly sever their spiritual structure and completely annihilate their vitality."

Elena looked at the area in the distance that was sealed off by dark red clouds.

"This is the last resort the Federation can resort to besides dropping a nuclear bomb directly."

After listening to Elena's explanation, Su Long tugged at his tactical vest.

"It seems that the guy who ran out with us isn't so simple—"

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