Synchronous tracks.

Located 36,000 kilometers from the ground, it is a forbidden area for life.

Steel, plastic, and unshelled shells float in the silent space, and behind this space junk stands a space station the size of an aircraft carrier.

The Scepter of God.

It will be completed in 2025 and has been continuously improved by NATO over the past 100 years, developing into the behemoth it is today. From the original space-based weapon satellite, it has evolved into today's space-based weapon platform.

Tungsten rod bullets, bound by a dodecagonal metal ring, float quietly on the side of the space station, like a revolver. The dual effect of electromagnetic propulsion and gravitational potential energy can make tungsten rod projectiles weighing several tons fall at a speed beyond that of a meteor, and inflict terrifying kinetic damage on the strike area.

In addition to tungsten rod rounds, HPM weapons on the laser array and the front mast. A wireless transmission receiver is installed at the rear, which can be powered by a nuclear fusion power station built on the lunar surface. When lunar transmission is not available, electricity can also be obtained by deploying solar panels. Eight engines placed in the corners of the space station allow the weapon platform to move in the area between low Earth orbit and geosynchronous orbit to adjust its suppression zone.

It's like the sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of CCCP and PAC.

However, the irony is that this "suppressive weapon", which has cost generations of taxpayers' taxes, was captured by PAC's aerospace special forces with a fierce will to fight in the early stage of the outbreak of the Eastern Battlefield.

"The power system has been repaired." With a grin, Lin Chaoen wiped his forehead very humanely.

Although he doesn't sweat. There is also no point in speaking in a vacuum.

In a month, it took him a lot of effort to fix this thing. The space station is littered with suspended corpses. Because of the vacuum and low temperature environment, these corpses are still in their pre-death appearance. Outside the cockpit, he also encounters a sentinel robot whose battery has not yet been depleted. But with the laser sword in hand, he easily solved this trouble.

"The tungsten rod projectile launcher is normal...... Hey, it's nerve-wracking. Forget it, it's okay to use it anyway. Looking at the warning icons on the screen, Lin Chaoen clapped his hands.

There is one round of tungsten rod bombs left. Some of the rest have flown out of geosynchronous orbits, some have crashed into the sea at the beginning of the fall of the space station, and some have troubledly floated in orbits thousands of kilometers away.

The destruction of the entire space-based weapon platform is also complete enough. Upon discovering that the PAC had seized control, NATO's commander immediately initiated a self-destruct, turning the entire space station into a dead land. It seems that the spirit of sacrifice is not the exclusive preserve of a certain country, when faced with the moment of life and death. Any living thing will reflexively make the "right choice".

But it's a pity. Usually this choice comes after a series of "wrong choices".

So, creatures are a real nuisance.

Lin Chaoen shook his head, reached out and knocked down a few keys on the touchpad.

Fortunately, he got the drawings of some of the equipment of this space-based weapon, and prepared parts on the ground that needed to be replaced. Although the vast majority of the functions of the "Staff of God" were destroyed, a simple "shot" action was still possible.

"Is it only possible to carry out the launch option?"

Activating the map of Wanghai City, Lin Chaoen looked down at the screen with a smile.

In the picture, NAC soldiers are engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with zombies and xenos, and then. Rows of incendiary bombs covered the battlefield, encompassing the zombie xenos of the entire airfield.

"Nice fireworks. Well. Order has been established...... So can I think you represent purity? ”

Looking at the sparks on the screen with a smile, the afterimage of the data faintly passed through the pupils.

The camera moves, and the crosshair is aimed at the rocket launch site. Jiang Chen in the picture is clicking on the tablet with interest.

"And then you are Harmony."

The picture is once again focused on the city center, the giant tree floating in the water. The tumbling bubble of flesh seemed to be pregnant with terrifying energy.

Which is the greater threat?

There was only one bullet in the revolver.

Looking down on the battlefield from God's perspective, Lin Chaoen couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

……

Under the washing of incendiary bombs, the 1st Corps and the 3rd Corps met next to the runway of Wanghai Airport with almost no resistance.

Although the runway of the airport was blackened by incendiary bombs after being bombed by bombs during the war, it can still be used as an airport after some rest. Jiang Chen had earlier instructed Vault 27 to study the technology of fighter jets, and it had already achieved initial results.

And this Wanghai airfield can be developed as a NAC fighter take-off and landing site.

After a short rest, the two corps of the army were on the road again, and with the support of whistling rockets, they advanced in the direction of the city center.

Along the way, they encountered throwers, dead claws, and even terrifying bugs, but they still couldn't stop the NAC soldiers from advancing.

As he advances, he destroys xenomorph nests along the way. Hit creatures such as bugs and Roshan with electromagnetic cannons, call for rocket support when encountering dense xenomorph swarms, and send infantry into buildings or sewers to clear xeno's nests hidden in the ruins.

A total of 91 xeno-dens were destroyed along the road, 371 mothers of zombies were bred, and the abnormal life signals on the map were uprooted one by one.

As they approached the forbidden zone, the radiation level gradually climbed, and the soldiers took out their chemical hazmat suits from their trucks, put on their breathing masks, and continued towards the downtown area.

Dada――

The fire jumped, the bullet casings peeled off, Feng Yu methodically pulled the trigger and pushed forward under the cover of the infantry vehicle's fire.

"What's that?"

A soldier couldn't help but ask, looking at the glowing lake among the ruins in the distance.

"Nuclear crater, supposedly where Deathclaw lays its eggs?" While glancing at the zombies with a machine gun, another soldier grinned.

"Not really, there was water in the pit, and I remember Deathclaw's eggs laid on the shore...... Day, what's that? ”

A hill of dark red flesh stands on the surface of a glowing lake. The blood vessels that dot its surface are staggered in the vacuoles, wriggling with the rhythm of the blood flow. The roots at the bottom are planted on the surface of the lake, like a giant tree rooted in the lake.

At the top, in particular, is hung by cilia with a glowing bubble of flesh.

It's like a light bulb.

"This is Team E, spotting an unknown creature and requesting an artillery bombardment. Repeat......"

Not daring to be careless, Feng Yu immediately raised the EP and fed back the intelligence ahead to the command vehicle.

There was a lot of noise in the communicator, and there seemed to be some kind of strong interference in the area, and even the EP, which was known for its stability, began to flicker.

"Electromagnetic shielding? Or there's an EMP generator around here that hasn't been turned off. The soldier standing next to Feng Yu muttered something in a low voice as he changed the magazine.

On the horizon, rockets appeared again in the eyes of everyone.

The flames covered the pile of flesh in an instant, and the overwhelming rockets not only washed the crater, but also burned a barrier of fire on the east side of the city center.

However, when the smoke cleared, Feng Yu's eyes widened and he looked at the pile of meat in disbelief, even forgetting to pull the trigger.

Xenos were killed and wounded everywhere, but the pile of flesh ......

Unscathed!

How is this possible!

However, before he could exclaim, the pile of meat slowly moved.

The ball of light at the top faded red, shimmering with an unsettling light. Unknown particles swirled in the air, condensing into a solid-like red light. Even the clouds slowly dispersed under the brewing power.

It seems to be ready to shoot something!

Almost at the same time, the electronic equipment of the entire city of Wanghai was disturbed to varying degrees.

"Failed?"

Jiang Chen looked at the tablet in his hand with a solemn face, and at this moment, the center of the screen was already snowflake white. The connection between the intelligence and support units on the front line was cut off in an instant, so he didn't even know that the meat pile in the city center had been solved.

Suddenly, he felt like he was being targeted.

Jiang Chen raised his head abruptly and looked into the air.

At this moment, a blinding white light flickered faintly in the air.

Something is falling!

The distance of 36,000 kilometers was fleeting, and the blinding white light quickly glided through the air and crashed into the center of the city......

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, and then his eyes widened in disbelief.

For some reason, a word, or a familiar picture, popped into his head.

The weapon that appeared in virtual reality.

Scepter of God!

(To be continued.) )