99: Chapter 99 Do they really think Longxia has no one left?

Western Theater of Operations, 358th Regiment positions.

The earth trembled, and gravel danced in the trenches.

Regiment Commander Huang Lei was a typical Northwestern man, loud-voiced and hot-tempered. At this moment, he was lying behind a bunker, holding binoculars, chewing on a dried grass root.

In the lens, a Cyclops was charging over with long strides, its massive single eye emitting a scarlet glow, and foul-smelling drool flowing from its mouth.

In front of this monster, the human positions were as fragile as sandcastles on a beach.

"Commander! Should we retreat? This thing is too big! Tank shells hitting it are like scratching an itch!" the First Battalion Commander shouted over the communication channel.

Just a moment ago, after a volley of fire, the Cyclops had only swayed slightly, not even breaking a patch of skin.

"Retreat for what? Do we need to be afraid?"

Huang Lei spat out the grass root in his mouth, turned around, and kicked the trench wall.

He grabbed the communicator, his eyes wide.

"Listen up, everyone! We soldiers of Dragon Summer only die in battle; we are never scared to death!"

"Mythological creature, right? A god, right? I don't believe in that nonsense! As long as it's a carbon-based organism, as long as it has flesh, it has to feel pain!"

Huang Lei took a deep breath and pointed at the Cyclops's knee.

"It's big, right? Being big means its center of gravity is unstable! All artillery units, listen up! Don't aim for the head; that thing's skull is hard! Focus all fire on its kneecap! Blow its leg off for me!"

"Dragon Summer has no cowards! Open fire!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

On the silent Gobi Desert, countless tongues of angry fire bloomed instantly.

This was not an exercise, nor was it some Hollywood blockbuster. This was a collision of steel and flesh.

Dozens of heavy artillery pieces roared simultaneously, shells whistling as they precisely covered the Cyclops's right knee.

If this were abroad, such conventional artillery might only be scratching the surface of a mythological creature.

But this was Dragon Summer.

This was territory blessed by Su Yun with "national fortune."

Every shell that left the barrel seemed to be coated with a faint golden light. This was the unyielding will of this nation, the land's rejection of the invaders.

"ROAR!" An earth-shattering scream rang out.

The arrogant Cyclops had a cloud of blood instantly explode at its right knee. Although the golden mythological blood was tough, it could not stop this Steel Torrent filled with the fury of national fortune.

The sound of bone breaking was sharper than thunder. The massive body lost its support and collapsed with a crash, like a golden mountain toppling over, kicking up dust that filled the sky.

"Hit! It's broken!" The position erupted in cheers.

But before the cheers could die down, a Chimera with a lion's head, goat's body, and snake's tail suddenly swooped down from the sky. It opened its massive mouth, and a ball of scorching Hell fire sprayed directly toward the front-line trench.

"Watch out!" A few young soldiers had no time to dodge and were instantly engulfed in flames.

"Second Company!" Huang Lei's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart felt as if it had been carved out with a knife.

It's over. This thought flashed through everyone's mind.

However, just as the feeling of despair was about to spread, a miracle occurred.

The flames dissipated, and acrid smoke rose from the charred earth.

In the trench where there should have been nothing left but bones, golden spheres of light stood tall.

Inside the spheres of light, several soldiers appeared before their eyes, completely unharmed!

Not dead? They were sprayed directly by mythological fire and didn't die?

Not only were they not dead, but one of the soldiers touched his still-intact arm, looking bewildered: "Commander... I... I think I'm still alive?"

This scene not only stunned the comrades, but even the Chimera in the sky froze for a moment.

Its not-so-bright brain was filled with question marks: This isn't scientific, right? According to the script, a Mortal should turn to ash the moment they touch my fire, right?

"Hahaha! The Big Boss has unleashed his power! Heaven bless Dragon Summer!"

Huang Lei reacted the fastest; he instantly understood that the Big Boss's skill had taken effect.

"Did you see that! These foreign gods are phonies too! The fire looks big, but it can't even burn a living person to death!"

Huang Lei jumped out of the trench and ripped off his hat.

"Brothers! We can't die! Since we can't die, then fight them to the death! Kill these bastards!"

"Kill!" The fear that had originally arisen from facing mythological creatures vanished into thin air at this moment.

Since they were aided by divinity and had survived against the odds, the backbone of the Dragon Summer soldiers was enough to poke a hole in the sky!

Meanwhile, the internet world also exploded.

The trending topics #Kunlun Mountains Fallen#, #Western God Thieves#, and #Mythological Invasion# had long since displayed the red "Explosive" tag.

At first, there was indeed panic. After all, seeing one's own sacred mountain reshaped into someone else's form and watching countless monsters charge into one's home would make anyone afraid.

But when the frontline video was transmitted back—the footage of Huang Lei commanding the artillery to blow off the Cyclops's leg and soldiers being reborn from the fire they were supposed to die in appeared on the screen—the tide of public opinion instantly reversed.

The kneeling and begging for mercy that the West had anticipated did not happen.

The so-called "collaborators" didn't even have time to cheer before they were drowned in an ocean of anger.

The comment section in Dragon Summer became unprecedentedly fierce.

"Screw you and your Olympus! You dare touch my Buzhou Mountain? Do you really think Dragon Summer has no one left!"

"I'm in the West! I just saw that big guy fall! My great-grandfather carried a rifle to fight the invaders back in the day; today, even if I have to smash them with a keyboard or bite them with my teeth, I'm going to tear a piece of flesh off these foreign gods!"

"Brother above, don't brag; I just signed up for the reserves! As long as the country issues guns, I'll be the first to go! I don't believe these gods are harder than tanks!"

"Did you see that? Our soldiers didn't die! Even divine fire couldn't burn them! This shows that this land is protecting us! The Old Ancestors have manifested!"

"Drive these monsters and demons out!"

This sentiment spread from the internet to reality.

There were no riots, no panic buying of supplies.

There were only countless pairs of angry eyes in the streets and alleys, and backs standing straight.

Humiliating? Yes, it was humiliating.

But after the humiliation came the rage that wanted to poke a hole in the sky, the "Are kings and nobles born with greater worth?" engraved in their bones.

Whatever you are, god or ghost, since you came uninvited, don't think about going back in one piece!

Inside the command hall.

All the staff were stunned by this spirit.

Long Yi watched the red dots on the screen that hadn't retreated a single step, his eyes heating up.

He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse: "This is our foundation... Truly the children of my Dragon Summer!"

"As long as this Qi hasn't dissipated, we cannot lose!"

Su Yun, who had been sitting silently in the shadows of the corner, finally raised his head.

The light and shadow from the screen reflected on his face, flickering.

He looked at the Kunlun Mountains, which had been tampered with into a temple, looked at the Buzhou Mountain ruins that were unrecognizable, looked at Professor Li Guodong kneeling in the snow crying, and also looked at the soldiers on the front line who, although not dying in the war, were still fighting a difficult battle.

Su Yun tapped his fingers lightly on the desk.

"Indeed, the Qi is still there."

His voice was very soft, yet it was clearly audible in the noisy command hall.

"Since everyone has not retreated, and since everyone has staked their lives..."

Su Yun slowly stood up, his gaze becoming colder and sharper than ever before.

He did not look at the Western gods who were wreaking havoc, but instead looked at the System panel flickering on his retina.

"Then I cannot be petty either."

"I originally thought I wouldn't need to use this so soon, but since you are so eager to stick your heads out..."

Su Yun's finger swiped across a series of skill options.

The skill Buff was already in effect; that was the source of the soldiers' immortality.

But immortality alone was not enough.

We must win.

We must smash that "Olympus" golden banner stuck on the Kunlun Mountains to pieces, and we must make these high-and-mighty gods kneel on the ground and piece together our kicked-broken stone tablets bit by bit!

Su Yun's gaze finally locked onto a few skills in the war series.

[Stop War with Martial Arts], [Steel Torrent], [Ambush from Ten Sides]...