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With two hours left until the countdown ended, Ma Yihan rushed to the Song Family Villa District. To her surprise, the people here showed no intention of leaving the villa area, which starkly contrasted with the deserted streets outside. The servants continued to sweep the fallen leaves in the villa district, while Ming Juan was still having tea with Mr. Song.
"Miss Ming! Mr. Song!" Ma Yihan burst through the door and saw the two at the table. She hurried over, anxiety evident in her voice. "Why are you still here? There's only one hour left before the battle begins!"
"Don't worry about us, Yihan," Mr. Song said leisurely as he set down his teacup. "First, we are waiting for The Celestial Warriors to return; second, the war will definitely start over the Pacific and won't affect us here for now; and third, and most importantly, we will fight alongside The Celestial Warriors until the very last moment."
"But... but..." Ma Yihan stammered, completely flustered. "Miao Chengmin just found me and insisted that I take care of Miss Ming. Then he left with his Spirit Corps Legion for the front lines and won't be back anytime soon! Mr. Song, please let me take you both to a shelter. I've already promised Miao Chengmin that I would protect Miss Ming."
Ming Juan glanced at Mr. Song, feeling uneasy about her safety as well. The country had declared City M would become the central battlefield—did Mr. Song really intend to stay here with her and her family?
"Then you should go," Ming Juan's grandfather spoke up as he approached. "Mr. Song and I will wait here for The Celestial Warriors' return. It's not that we are old-fashioned or want to throw our lives away, but according to the prophecy regarding this decisive battle, there are always those who support the heroes from behind. Juan'er, your father is also worried about you being here; go with Ma Yihan."
"But you..." Ming Juan's eyes filled with tears.
"We will not retreat; we will face the enemy here," Xiao Zhongda said, having appeared on a nearby tree, munching on its berries. "Don't worry; do you think the servants in Song Family Home only know how to sweep floors and cook? Even if this place becomes ruins, we will guard it because it holds one of humanity's most mysterious legends—this is our responsibility."
Ming Juan took Ma Yihan's hand and stood up. Her grandfather stepped forward to embrace her, kissing her forehead gently. "Good girl, when this war is over, Grandpa will give you a better home."
Finally leaving her grandfather's embrace, Ming Juan held Ma Yihan's hand tightly as they walked away from Song Family Villa District. The two girls set off towards the shelter—perhaps they were the last two refugees fleeing aside from those still in the villa.
"Han'er, why are you here? Didn't Liu Xuan arrange for you to go to safety?" Ming Juan asked as she jogged to keep up with Ma Yihan's quick pace. The street was illuminated only by flickering blue and yellow lights from billboards; they seemed to be the only ones alive in this desolate place.
"He did arrange it, but I didn't want to go," Ma Yihan replied without looking back, focusing ahead. "I told him that since you're a world-saving hero, why should I hide in a safe house as your lover? He couldn't argue with me and let me relay Miao Chengmin's message: my mission is to find you at Song Family Villa District and take you to safety."
Suddenly, Ma Yihan felt Ming Juan's hand slip from hers.
"Hey?" Ma Yihan turned around only to see Ming Juan standing a few steps away with a serious expression.
"Since you've said Liu Xuan is a great hero, then as his lover, I should contribute too, right?" Ming Juan said firmly. "As Miao Chengmin's girlfriend, shouldn't I stand up and fight alongside him?"
"Oh no! But..."
"But what? Just because I'm a young lady? Please, I'm not some pampered heiress anymore; I don't want to be one either! If you can do it, why can't I?"
"Don't be so stubborn, Juan'er! Just listen to me this once—if Miao Chengmin finds out you're not in a safe house but still in the central battlefield city, how can he fight with peace of mind?"
"No way! I can't!"
"Juan! Be obedient—"
Just then, an explosion echoed from behind them, followed by deafening engine roars that swept past their ears like countless wild cats screaming in the air. Both girls instinctively crouched down in fear, but Ma Yihan reacted faster and quickly pulled Ming Juan behind a trash bin on the street. As they regained their composure and looked up, they saw three alien spacecraft flying in formation ahead of them, followed by more ships zooming past. In the distance, Song Family Villa District had already been bombarded with continuous explosions.
"They're here!" Ma Yihan exclaimed in shock.
"My grandfather is still inside!" Ming Juan was about to get up when Ma Yihan pulled her back behind the trash can. Ma Yihan pointed to the sky above her. "Can't you see it's full of aliens?!"
"What are we going to do? My grandfather is still in there!" Tears fell from Ming Juan's eyes, quickly covered by the dust kicked up from the ground.
"We can't go back," Ma Yihan gently wiped the black soot from Ming Juan's face. "They came here to bomb us because they got the coordinates from Zong Ying. If we go back, we could be killed at any moment!"
"But—"
"No buts, Ming Juan!" Ma Yihan cried as well. "We're big girls now; we need to be rational. After this round of bombing, follow me to the Underground Safe House without looking back. Your grandfather, Mr. Song, would want you to survive. We all need to live through this, okay?"
Ming Juan sniffled and finally wiped her tears away with her arm, nodding firmly at Ma Yihan.
At the M City Military Base, the internal Human forces launched their first wave of attack, starting two hours earlier than planned with low-altitude Flying Army bombings on land. From the Kser battleship, all small aircraft poured out. These disc-shaped vehicles flew at speeds comparable to a fast-moving car—not very fast but extremely agile—causing significant losses to the human battleships deployed in the Pacific.
The sky above the ocean was filled with countless Flying Army units, swarming toward the human naval fleet like a horde of locusts. The cruisers opened fire, creating continuous bursts of black smoke in the air. The individual combat capabilities of the internal Human Flying Army were not strong, but their sheer numbers made it difficult for human battleships to stop their advance. A single Flying Army vehicle's laser cannon might not inflict much damage on a massive human battleship, but the relentless barrage of laser fire felt like a swarm of ants biting at a giant beast, causing immense distress to the human fleet.
Gradually, human battleships shifted from artillery defense to close-in weaponry. With the help of autonomous targeting systems, the high-speed projectiles fired from close-in weapons proved more lethal than traditional artillery. In an instant, hundreds of bullets filled the sky like a giant beast's sweeping tail, striking down internal Human Flying Army units wherever they went.
Above the entire sea area, countless plumes of black smoke rose as downed internal Human Flying Army units exploded like orange fireworks from above. From a bird's-eye view, it was evident that the internal Human Flying Army was dangerously close to the human battleship defense line. Humans were barely holding their ground with close-in weapons and fighter jets urgently taking off from aircraft carriers. If the Pacific defense line were breached, urban warfare would be inevitable.
Onboard the Kser colony ship, Azores hurried to the command tower, took a cup of tea prepared by his assistant, and pressed the communication button. "Flying Army, report your status."
After a sizzling sound from frying oil subsided, his subordinate Flying Army Commander responded, "Captain, the human naval defense is extremely solid; they have nearly gathered all global navies in this area and seem well-prepared. Relying solely on these four or five divisions of Flying Army on board will likely lead to no breakthroughs."
Azores shook his tea cup thoughtfully; indeed, their main attack direction was within China since both Chaos Crystals and Nars were located there. However, he hadn't anticipated such a robust defense that could withstand a lightning strike from the Flying Army. The Kser's main force relied on these low-altitude Flying Army units; if he didn't want Judgment Day to intervene personally, he needed new strategies.
"Captain, we've detected calibration signals coming from Wamler Japan Sea," an assistant interrupted Azores' thoughts.
"Calibration signals?" Azores tensed up. Calibration signals were typically used by unconventional strategic strike weapons for pinpoint targeting through ultra-long-range positioning analysis feedback. For an internal Human battleship drifting in space, such technology must have been installed—did humans have another trump card besides The Celestial Warriors Alliance?
"Activate the shield immediately!" Azores turned and shouted at his crew members behind him. However, activating shields also required time; just minutes before activation, three green beams suddenly appeared in Azores' narrowing pupils—
"Gamma Rays! Get down!"
With a thunderous roar, three Gamma Rays pierced through the entire hull of the Kser battleship; one even grazed Azores' helmet. The human Ocean's Light plan had officially commenced—all Gamma Ray Cannons on Japan's artificial islands operated at full power alongside sea-based battleships against Kser and targeted directly at its mother ship.
The penetrating power of Gamma Rays was undeniable; almost no material in space could withstand its assault. The Kser was struck by three rays that ignited flames across its hull; one beam hit the fuel depot at its rear, causing a massive explosion that reverberated throughout the ship and ignited Azores' fury.
"Humans actually possess such deadly strategic weapons... Kser, retreat into outer space and avoid fire!" Azores commanded angrily. "Contact His Majesty immediately! Get that code-named Pulsar out here!"
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