Duels should be played with a smile.

It turned out that the human race's buildings were damn hard!

Leyou even upgraded the building's armor, so K's few brood lords couldn't even scratch the turtle shell!

After he finally cleared the captured position, before he could organize a second wave of attacks, Leyou's new troops were already being built and waiting for him behind an even thicker defensive line.

"I'll beat you to a pulp!"

K couldn't help but swear.

He was truly exhausted.

StarCraft matches require players to be highly focused, and this highly simulated game has tried to recreate these characteristics as much as possible, locking both players' physical and mental abilities at the level of top professional players.

However, a typical StarCraft II match usually only lasts a few minutes, or at most ten minutes, and rarely more than twenty minutes—the first two matches combined don't even last 10 minutes.

But now... the game timer has reached over thirty minutes.

Moreover, judging from the current trend, they could easily play for another thirty minutes.

After some thought, K came up with what seemed to be the only feasible solution at the moment.

Open for business!

The entire army returned to the city, and then a large number of worker bees were mobilized to build anti-aircraft guns, bunkers, and everything else!

It's just defense! Anyone can do that!

"Is this what you call a head-on confrontation?" Leyou immediately began to mock K after discovering that K had changed tactics.

It felt really good to be able to return K's mocking words verbatim.

"This is so annoying! Ignore it. If you're so capable, then attack. Otherwise, let's just keep dragging this out! We can just keep at it forever!"

"...That's interesting. Your tone reminds me of a certain big brother whose tactics were a hundred years ahead of the world."

Leyou made a sarcastic remark in a language K couldn't understand, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

"In that case, let me teach you what a truly unbeatable frontal attack is!"

"Watch carefully and learn well!"

"Take a good feel for the depth and complexity of StarCraft!"

Two buildings that had not been built before were put down by Leyou at this moment, and one of the buildings was even photographed four or five times in a row.

Several SCVs were dispatched to begin building barracks, while a heavy factory with a tech item was moved to a different location for the barracks. Leyou was preparing to unleash the most invincible and kingly push tactic of the Terran race.

Before long, the building was completed. The building, named Ghost Academy, did not immediately begin researching technology, but instead began manufacturing things that only this building could manufacture.

Inside the barracks, several ghost soldiers dressed in special agent uniforms and carrying specially made sniper rifles emerged silently, and then vanished in a flash.

In the sky, the final order of humanity—the battlecruiser—slowly sailed out of the starport, joining forces with Leyou's previous troops, and the steel torrent began its unstoppable advance.

"Today...I will turn you into light!"

The next second, a barely perceptible red dot appeared within K's defensive line, and a notification sound etched into the DNA of StarCraft players rang out across the battlefield.

"NuclearLaunchDetected!"

Ah, 4 drops and 19 cards, is this how you play the game? 9K #0

The Zerg are the pinnacle of life, with an endless evolutionary process that allows them to adapt to various harsh environments and evolve corresponding variants, thus roaming freely across the stars.

The Protoss represent the pinnacle of spirituality. Their magnificent civilization allows them to transcend the constraints of the physical body, harnessing psychic energy across the universe with their spirit and reflecting reality with their will, roaming freely among the stars.

Humans... lack both powerful physical bodies and extraordinary mental strength. The reason humans are able to contend with the Zerg and the Protoss is entirely due to the powerful technologies they have developed through their intelligent minds.

On the battlefield, the human race possesses the only technology among the three races that can be described as "unrivaled".

Fusion strike.

If the four-word explanation isn't enough, then the two-word name says it all—nuclear bomb.

If you still don't understand, I suggest you find someone who is living a good life to learn from; they have firsthand experience.

It would require a huge amount of resources to build a separate Ghost Academy to serve as a nuclear missile silo, and a Ghost agent to spend a lot of time on the front lines guiding the beacon and directing the nuclear missile's trajectory before this unparalleled weapon of mass destruction could be deployed.

Aside from a few buildings and a handful of troops that might survive a nuclear bombing, everything else would meet the same fate.

Ashes.

At the very least, in the areas that Leyou is currently targeting, there is nothing that can withstand a fusion attack.

"What's going on?! It's a nuclear bomb!"

"Where? Where! All the Eyebugs... no, half of them, have been dispatched to the front lines for a thorough search, with the Flying Dragons following closely behind. If any Ghost Agents are discovered, eliminate them immediately!"

K had no choice but to panic. He had never been hit by a nuclear bomb, but he knew that once a nuclear bomb fell, the defense line he had just built would be reduced to nothing.

It can't be called the Maginot Line because it couldn't be bypassed...

But it's probably fair to say that it forms a defensive line similar to Ana's.

Because their base was previously raided by the Banshees of Leyou, K produced a large number of Eye Worms. Now K has enough Eye Worms to conduct a thorough search. Although Ghost Agents have many powerful skills, they are ultimately just infantrymen. Their physique is what it is, and a single concentrated attack from a Wyvern can easily take them down.

Once the Ghost Agent is eliminated, the fusion strike's guidance will be canceled, and the nuclear bomb will not be returned—which is why, despite its immense power, nuclear bombs are rarely seen in combat.

After taking the corresponding measures, K understood this point and relaxed a little. However, before he could think about the next steps, the devilish whisper rang in his ears once again.

"NuclearLaunchDetected!"

"What the hell?! Not again?! Get it right now... wait?!"

K stared in disbelief at the Ghost Agent who swaggered ahead of the main group of Leyou, speechless for a moment.

Ghost agents can become invisible. In order to ensure that the nuclear bomb falls smoothly, Ghosts usually hide invisibly before they begin to guide it.

As for Leyou, the second ghost, it didn't even need to become invisible; it was like a nuclear bomb coming straight at its face.

Not only that, Leyou also sent out several SCVs to start building anti-aircraft turrets near the Ghost Soldiers.

K didn't understand Leyou's intention, because building anti-aircraft turrets takes time, and all that's needed is to take out the ghost soldiers before they're built.

K couldn't ignore such blatant behavior, so he immediately prepared to bring out another group of dragons to kill the ghost.

"As a kind-hearted person, I'm just reminding you to check if there's anything special about my ghost soldier."

Leyou's words came into K's view at just the right time. K took a closer look at the ghost soldier, and the flying dragon that had just been pulled out immediately shrank back.

Because that ghost soldier had a red dot on his body.

That is the target point guided by the fusion strike.

After the guidance is complete, the nuclear missile will land at the location of that red dot, leveling everything around it.

"You're blowing yourself up... wait! This is the first nuclear bomb landing point for the ghost soldier?!"

Calculating the time, it hasn't been long since the first nuclear bomb fell. By the time their troops arrive, they will be running headfirst into the nuclear bomb.

Then the entire army was wiped out.

A terrible thought arose in K's mind. He looked in the direction the second ghost soldier was holding his gun and, unsurprisingly, saw another red dot.

This one is the nuclear bomb aimed at its own front.

K felt as if an electric current was coursing through his body, and he instantly shuddered.

A chill ran down his spine, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"So...that's how it is?"

Even with only a few matches under his belt, K instantly understood Leyou's intentions.

Not only that, the instant he understood, he saw another ghost soldier run out from the troops behind Leyou, and a little forward of the second ghost soldier's position, just outside the attack range of his own defensive line, began to guide the third nuclear missile.

Moreover, Leyou's main force also began to advance towards the landing point of the first nuclear missile—at the moment they began their advance, the guidance of the first nuclear missile had been canceled.

A profound sense of despair overwhelmed K. He stared blankly as Leyou's troops slowly advanced, unsure of what to do.

"Is this how you play the game?"

Leyou's tactics were crystal clear and obvious; they were a thoroughly open and aboveboard scheme.

Use one ghost soldier to guide the nuclear missile forward, and then send out a second ghost soldier at the right time. From the point of impact of the first nuclear missile, guide the second nuclear missile toward the enemy lines. Because of the deterrent effect of the first nuclear missile, the enemy dares not attack the second ghost soldier—the nuclear missile has a particularly large attack range. If they dare to go and eliminate the second ghost soldier, they will be bombarded by the first ghost soldier's nuclear missile.

However, if the second ghost soldier is not eliminated, they can only watch helplessly as the second nuclear bomb explodes in their own home.

Moreover, whether or not the nuclear bomb will land is controlled by Leyou. As long as the guidance is canceled, its own troops can immediately advance and repeat the previous tactics.

No need for any fancy tricks, it's just like shoving a nuclear bomb in your face.

If you dare to come, then we'll give you a nuclear bomb.

If you don't come, then I'll keep pushing forward and then continue to bombard you with nuclear weapons.

There are no other options but to either eat a nuclear bomb now or wait until later.

A nuclear bomb! A nuclear bomb! It's a damn nuclear bomb!

Should they launch a desperate charge? Or try to exchange bases? These two thoughts had barely crossed K's mind when he remembered Leyou's base defenses, which were countless times harder to crack than a tortoise shell, and he immediately lost all motivation.

Given the current composition of my forces, even if nuclear bombs were to completely wipe out my homeland, I still wouldn't be able to finish demolishing the human race's homeland.

I'm tired. Let's destroy it, quickly.

A profound sense of defeat lingered in K's mind. Looking at his more than 20,000 crystals and gas, he felt speechless and choked with emotion.

So what if there's a force of two hundred people? They'd be wiped out by a single nuclear bomb.

So what if you can buy back resources a few times? It just means you'll get hit by a few more nuclear bombs.

What good are impregnable defenses? In the face of nuclear bombs, they are nothing but fireworks.

A nuclear bomb! A nuclear bomb! It's a damn nuclear bomb!

Even though I had the upper hand and dominated the game from start to finish, it felt like I was part of my opponent's plan the whole time.

"How about that? Pretty impressive, right?"

"They've even resorted to tactics like using nuclear bombs to clear the way. Is there anything more direct and forceful than nuclear bombs?"

"Well, I have to admit, your front line is pretty impressive, especially when it comes to repairing the defenses. How many nuclear bombs would it take to destroy them all?"

"..."

Leyou's three consecutive sarcastic remarks completely shattered K's already fragile morale, causing him to lose his composure.