The dazzling light obscured the afterglow of the setting sun, and two suns seemed to appear in the fiery red sunset.

One hangs in the sky, one overhead.

Especially the one hanging overhead, it shines like the high beams in the tunnel.

Everyone on the Enlightenment Ground couldn't help but raise their heads and look towards the dazzling light.

And even in an instant, the pair of pupils oozed blood and lost all vision.

"Don't look up! Don't look up! ”

The intermittent roar of the commander was heard in the communication channel, and the combatants on the position hurriedly looked away.

And yet—

It's too late.

The blazing light will not only take away their sight, but everything they will have.

That's neutron rays tens or even hundreds, thousands of times more than solar flares!

The high-energy particles released at high speed form a plume beam in the air like a waterfall!

The deadly beam of light pierced the geomagnetic field and the protection of the atmosphere, indiscriminately descended on the earth's surface, and spread out an unprecedented aurora in the sky of the equator line!

The Initiation soldiers crouching in the open bunkers were the first to suffer.

Exposed to the high-energy neutron plume, they only felt a warmth in their bodies, and then the cells in their whole bodies seemed to be boiled in an instant, their pupils were scattered, and blood gushed out of their nostrils and mouths uncontrollably, embracing eternal death in an instant.

On the hundreds of kilometers of position, soldiers wearing exoskeletons died in large swaths, and mutants with large-caliber rifles lay on the ground and twisted, facing the uncontrollable wails of the invisible opponent.

Even the GM wearing power armor couldn't help but get down on one knee in pain, eventually spitting blood and falling to the ground.

The neutron plume that continues to irradiate is not the same as a momentary nuclear explosion, but a real obliteration, just like the continuous bombardment of hundreds or even thousands of neutron torpedoes!

The physical reinforcement did not help them avoid the fatal damage, at most it only delayed their death.

This includes prosthetic soldiers who have undergone modification surgery.

The stripping of some of their flesh did not make them truly another creature outside of the organism.

Like genetically modified people and mutants, the parts of the machine only prolong the pain of their death at best.

"The light...... What is it?! ”

"It's so itchy...... What's there...... It's going to grow out of me......"

"Ahhh

In the cacophony of communication channels, screams and wails come and go, like purgatory on earth.

And it didn't take long for the screams and wails to disappear.

The neutron plume that continues to irradiate it destroys the communication facilities deployed on the surface.

At the same time, tens of thousands of Enlightenment soldiers and mutant cannon fodder dissipated like dust under the dazzling light, leaving only those pure war machines.

In addition to the soldiers standing on the surface, the officers hiding in the concrete fortifications also suffered from the high-energy particle rays.

The concrete more than ten meters thick is not the alloy giant door of the shelter, and it is quickly poked in the face of the pervasive neutron rays, as if it does not exist.

Blood gushed from his mouth and nose, and Munger, dressed in an exoskeleton, fell to the ground weakly, unable to move even a finger.

The lighting was completely paralyzed.

Including the communication system, and even the exoskeleton on his body all broke down in the same way.

He could only watch as blood flowed all over the ground, drowned in a pool of blood with unwillingness and remorse, and finally died quietly in the dark underground facility.

It's over......

The light that fell from the sky erased the life's work and decades of accumulation of the Enlightenment Society from the face of the earth, leaving only some data backed up on broken copper and iron.

Looking at the several officers who suddenly fell to the ground, a faint stunned look appeared on Tianhong's face, and then he looked up at the ceiling overhead.

"That's ......"

Sky Thunder?

He had heard of the weapon, but he hadn't expected the Alliance to use it here, let alone the Lagrange Point station, which would be unresponsive.

Unless—

At the same time that the Coalition's ground forces were attacking the Enlightenment's stronghold, the space station at Lagrange Point was also attacked!

But how is this possible?!

The Orion missile cruiser was obviously still in synchronous orbit, and the crew members were even touring the surface for sightseeing-

The moment he thought of this, Rainbow suddenly reacted, and the red light in his eyes shrank slightly.

I see.

That's the Alliance's cover-up!

Just when their attention was completely focused on the missile cruiser Orion, the armed forces of the alliance were already quietly heading towards the space station at the Lagrange point!

Currents of anger surged over the intellectual, and he clenched his fists to hold back the raging rage.

The speaker, scorched by neutron radiation, finally let out a low curse.

“…… It was put on the table. ”

……

The dazzling aurora filled hundreds of kilometers of sky, and the brilliant light even stole the limelight of the setting sun.

Rivers of blood flowed from the barren positions, and dead bodies were everywhere.

They don't rot.

At least not for a while.

Not only did the red-hot neutron plume kill them, but they also inactivated the bacteria on their bodies, and went all the way down to the bottom of the earth for kilometers below!

None of them survived except the inhabitants of the shelter!

While the "thunder" of punishment continued to shine on this sinful land, the ruins in the northern part of the industrial area of Ravenca were crowded with people.

A pair of shocked eyes cast on the distant horizon, staring at the second sun that had risen from the aurora at some point.

They are all wastelanders who live in this area, scavengers who migrate with sandstorms.

Faced with a vision they had never seen before, they reacted no more far-sighted than the natives of Gaia.

Some stood in a daze, others hid under the eaves in panic, or prostrate on the ground praying reverently to an unknown being.

An unkempt child looked at the never-before-seen aurora with a dirty face, and curiously tugged at his father's cuffs.

"Daddy...... What is that? ”

The scavenger with a furrow on his face raised his head, his eyes under his cloak staring at the brighter and brighter light, and a hint of surprise appeared in his cloudy pupils.

There—

Is it the center of the Great Desert?

He didn't know what that shining light meant, he just felt that the sky was filled with an indescribable sacredness and majesty.

For a long time, it was regarded by countless wastelanders as the center of chaos and a no-go zone for life.

It's teeming with bizarre xenos, mutants who hurt people without blinking, mysterious armed forces that capture survivors, and machines that attack living things indiscriminately.

As a result, even though it was once the center of a prosperous world in the old days, few scavengers dared to approach it.

I didn't expect that the deepest part of hell would wait for the day when the sun rose.

Perhaps, as the wastelanders in this area have said, the wasteland era is coming to an end......

……

At the sentry post in the western part of the Great Desert, the soldiers of the Eastern Empire on duty carried rifles in their hands, and their eyes looked straight at the direction in which the second sun rose, and their eyes could see God.

And on the sand dunes not far from the outpost, two high-ranking captains were standing side by side.

To get a better look, Syms reached for the brim of the officer's hat, then simply took it off.

Staring at the boiling sky, he muttered to himself after a long while.

"Is that the power of the 'SoG' system......

General McClown, who was standing on the side, nodded and said with a complicated expression.

"Yes."

That weapon was in the hands of Boulder City, and at one point it almost fell into his hands.

All along, the emperor of the Eastern Empire had trouble sleeping because of the weapon hanging above his head.

And now, the alliance has finally taken out this big sword, but His Majesty and the ministers are even more restless......

Sams wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a voice with a hint of glee.

"It's worthy of being a weapon of the Age of Prosperity, and even the aftermath of the attack is so staggering...... Luckily, this thing is disposable, and the Alliance only has one in their hands. ”

General McLaan glanced at his colleague beside him, thought for a moment, and then suddenly spoke.

"General Sams, if you were the commander of the Alliance, how would you use this weapon?"

Sams said without thinking.

"Use it? I don't use it at all, it's best to keep it on the launcher. ”

"I think the same as you."

Holding the officer's hat on top of his head, General McLaan squinted at the aurora in the distance.

"The deterrent power of strategic weapons is zeroed out at the moment of use...... Especially this weapon, which has only one bullet. ”

I always feel that what this guy said is a little meaningful.

General Syms frowned, and suddenly thought of something, and his pupils shrank a few moments for a moment.

"What do you mean...... Alliance: They have mastered new means of deterrence? ”

McClan didn't answer the question, just squinted at the burning sky and gave an ambiguous answer.

"It may be more than that."

At least in his view, the real thing is not that the alliance has mastered any new means of deterrence, but that they no longer need to rely on strategic deterrence to maintain their influence.

Unlike the survivors who remain in their former glory, they have emerged from the shadow of the Age of Prosperity.

And still bring the others with you......

……

The dazzling light remained in the air for only a quarter of an hour.

Yet for the Enlightenment, which was scorched by that light, that short quarter of an hour was as long as a century.

Having lost the target that could be followed, one tactical drone after another lay on the ground in a daze like a headless fly.

The three-meter-tall humanoid battle armor restarted the system, attempting to take over the trench where only corpses remained.

However, the bulky metal shell stood in the trench of the infantry, either with his left leg pinned or stuck at the waist, how awkward to look.

And that's not all.

Without the nimble infantry to fill the front, the originally solid defensive line suddenly became full of holes.

Although those battle armors had more firepower and mobility than infantry, firepower and mobility were not the whole story of warfare.

No matter how fierce the firepower of those big guys is, there is always something they can't take care of.

In the final analysis, war has never been just a simple numerical calculation of combat effectiveness, but a collision between systems.

The neutron plume that fell from the sky not only wiped out tens of thousands of soldiers and cannon fodder, but also directly wiped out the ecological niche originally occupied by the infantry.

These vacant positions cannot be immediately replaced by smart weapons.

While the strategic idea of replacing infantry with intelligent weapons is not impossible, there must be tactics to match it.

Otherwise, no matter how much intelligent machinery fills in, it will only serve as harder cannon fodder.

With the end of the strategic strike, the aurora in the sky dispersed with the distant sunset, and the whole land gradually closed up the curtain of night.

At the same time, incendiary bombs rose into the sky, replacing the blood-colored sunset and lit up the corpse-strewn field.

Hot dust boiled at the edge of the earth, and the dust kicked up by tank tracks and armored wheels was like a sandstorm engulfing the sun and moon.

Spotting a vision in the distance, the humanoid combat armor deployed in the first line of defense immediately raised the 20mm heavy machine guns mounted on the sides of the body, and suddenly spewed tongues of fire towards the front.

The thick tracer sparked dazzling sparks on the front armor and turret of the Alliance's newest No. 4 tank, but it didn't even leave a pit the size of a fingernail.

The only ones that can pose a danger to these armored units are those missiles with a tracking function.

However, the alliance has long been prepared for this, and the cloud flyer ornithopter covering the two wings of the armored forces carries infrared radiation and radio guidance weapons jamming sources.

And that's not all!

The "Thunder" fighter jets that roared through the air even dropped two Emp missiles, sending a round of electromagnetic pulse directly to the entire area.

The missiles that burst out of the chamber suddenly rushed into the sky like headless flies, or plunged headlong into the sand, which was not as threatening as those unguided recoilless guns!

In just a few breaths, the Alliance's torrent of steel had advanced to the borders of the area of engagement.

Looking at the rows of iron lumps in the distance that were stuck in the "radish pit" like live targets, the mole brother sitting in the Chimera armored car grabbed the communicator and shouted loudly in high spirits.

"Shoot ——!"

The formation of Chimera armored vehicles was the first to attack!

The 37mm armor-piercing incendiary bombs burned like rows of flaming feathers in the night, blasting the humanoid battle armor trying to recapture the trenches into slag in an instant!

At the same time, the cloud fly ornithopter flying on both sides is also "Woo! As soon as he jumped to his feet and raised his flight altitude, he poured tons of rockets down towards the defense line that the Celestials had barely taken over from the Enlightenment Society!

As for the steel spearhead made of tanks, it still stabbed towards the defense line of the celestials with unabated momentum!

The flames of the explosion were connected on the position of the celestials, and the symphony played by the collision of metal and gunpowder had only been played for less than ten minutes, and the tumbling yellow sand was full of burning steel as far as the eye could see!

But—

These iron bumps did not sit still.

They don't have the concept of morale, and they don't know what death is and what destruction is.

Seeing that it was only a matter of time before the first line of defense collapsed, Rainbow immediately suspended reinforcements to the first line of defense, and shrank the remaining humanoid combat armor and ground firepower vehicles towards the second line of defense, leaving only a large area of drone hives and anti-aircraft fire points scattered and hidden in the depth between the two lines.

It was a field of reinforced concrete wreckage, some of which belonged to houses from the pre-war era, and some of which belonged to a space station.

Usually the Enlightenment Society instigated mutants to recover alloy materials from this ruin to make their war machines, and now these ruins, which can never be dismantled, have become their natural bunker!

Once the Alliance's armored forces and aircraft enter this area, they will inevitably be attacked by self-detonating drones from all directions!

However, the Celestials still underestimated the mental pressure they had brought to the survivors of the wasteland, and the Alliance's determination to completely remove them from the land.

At the same time that the Alliance's armored forces were about to break through the first line of defense, two dazzling flames streaked through the dark night sky, and then exploded into a scorching plasma in the air!

That's a cruise missile launched from a South China Sea Alliance missile cruiser deployed in the western seas!

The electromagnetic pulse, which was several times larger than before, enveloped the entire area in an instant, and tens of thousands of self-detonating drones had just taken off and smashed into the ground like falling raindrops.

It was not only the small drones that were hit hard, but also the humanoid combat armor that was being evacuated from the battlefield was also affected to varying degrees, and the originally orderly evacuation gradually became chaotic.

And at this time, the alliance's armored spearhead had penetrated the first line of defense of the celestials, and the No. 4 tanks that had stopped on the high slope raised the barrels of their vehicle-mounted electromagnetic guns one after another, and began to carry out targeted killings of the retreating humanoid combat armor and self-propelled guns!

In the face of the kinetic energy of the ship's gun, even the ceramic steel removed from the space station was as brittle as paper paste.

Looking at the all-out rout front, Rainbow, who was standing in the command room, had a stunned expression on his face.

These guys......

Really just a wastelander?!

Even with the help of the Vault residents, the fighting qualities they displayed were a bit more incredible.

Before the Apocalypse, he was from the Torch Church, and he may not be good at commanding battles, but he is a quasi-active officer of the regular army of the People's Union!

These beggars who pick up garbage—

The robber who is fooling around with the inheritance of the Prosperous Era-

How can he be on a par with him, who has participated in the three-year war!

Anger surged on the intellectual plug-in, and the originally expressionless Rainbow could no longer control the anger in her heart, and the flexible parts of her face were distorted along with the distorted intelligent program.

And just as he was furious, a group of cavalry riding Deathclaws had broken through his second line of defense.

"Ready to fight!!"

The edge paddled and roared loudly, leading the pet under his crotch to the front and firing a portable rocket at the nearest humanoid armor!

In front of the high-tech humanoid mecha, this group of players carrying bazookas and riding on the backs of lizards looks like a joke no matter how you look at it.

And in the entire desert, I'm afraid only the Willant people who have learned their skills can't laugh.

It is difficult for a 20mm cannon to adapt to strafing at close range.

Coupled with the obstacles, even if those humanoid mechs drive all their computing power, it will be difficult for them to keep up with the tail of the claws of death scurrying like ghosts.

It's a pity.

In this chaotic battlefield, there is no central processing unit (CPU) that can provide the computing power to support these equipment, and the only combatants who can guide them in place of the central processor have been depleted in previous strategic strikes.

On the other hand, their opponents, the claws of death with their exoskeletons on them, were all as fast as lightning.

Driven by the instinct of life and the desire to kill, these animals born to fight have all burst out with strong combat effectiveness and battlefield adaptability, almost becoming one with the master on their backs, and frantically harvesting one war machine after another that cannot be cared for!

Soon, the third line of defense deployed by the Celestials at the door of Vault 13 also became crumbling, and the closed alloy gate seemed to be dead, and it was not opened for a long time.

That door may not open.

Or maybe the fortress has fallen from within, and there is no longer any need to continue defending it.

Rainbow, who took over command from Moulton, was completely insane.

Faced with an irretrievable defeat, he gave the order to "fight to the last moment", and then rushed to the battlefield with Moulton's personal guards, betting the last chips for this gamble that had already been decided!

In fact, even if you don't bet on it, it doesn't make a difference.

There is no reason for the Alliance, and there is no one in ten thousand chance that they will show mercy to their men.

After all, those guys were the first to wipe out all the living people on the battlefield.

And the rest of them weren't even human in the eyes of the wastelanders.

It's just that he looks like a human.

"You're killing yourselves! We won't let you go! On the day we come, we will slaughter you all! Including you blue gophers! ”

Rainbow, who had been fighting on the front lines, fired at the attacking Death Corps, and roared at the incoming troops with the few remaining radios.

Perhaps burned out the intellectual plug-in, he even used the nicknames that the Willantes gave to the inhabitants of the Vault.

Little did he know, however, that instead of damaging the morale of the organisms, his roar had made the players who were charging forward even more excited.

"Brothers! Push harder!! ”

"Brush boSS !!"

"Whoa!!"

"My!! It's all mine!! ”

The two players who were originally tired of rushing all seemed to be beaten like chicken blood at the moment.

Feeling the increasingly turbulent offset, Rainbow's face had a stunned expression, and it was completely untidy.

But the stunned mood didn't last long.

An armor-piercing Molotov cocktail soon pierced his shoulder, ripping his right arm straight from his torso.

The electric sparks flew wildly, and he was about to reach out his left hand to pick up the gun that had fallen to the ground, but an axe flew and unloaded his other arm.

Looking at the man who walked in front of him, he stopped struggling and only threw down two sentences with a sneer.

“…… Hehe, don't rejoice too early, the enlightenment will be ...... It's just a pawn. ”

"We ...... Will be back. ”

Hearing these last words, Talan, who was originally lacking in interest, suddenly brightened his eyes, and immediately grabbed the axe on the ground, and chopped off the head of the android with a bang, for fear of being preempted!

Boy!

I thought it was just an ordinary elite monster, but I didn't expect there to be two lines!

I'm afraid it's a big fish!

With the lump of iron in his hand, Taran immediately opened the communication channel, and couldn't wait to share the joy of this moment with the good brothers of the desert legion.

“boSS！！！ I got it! ”

There are no surprises –

The communication channel echoed with the friendly wishes of the brothers.

Desert Eagle: "Gan! My boSS!! ”

Junichiro Laughkawa: "MMP! How did you get robbed of your dog thing! ”

Taran: "???? ”