Chapter 224 Command Center Reaction
Meanwhile…at New Clark City.
Richard walked with heavy footsteps towards the command center. Upon entering, he was greeted with the same gestures they had been showing to him, saluting.
"At ease," Richard said, waving his hand dismissively. The staffers returned to their seats and focused on their station.
He approached Sara and gave him an authoritative look. "What's the situation in the Oriental Blackwatch?"
"Things are going bad sir, they just encountered a possible affiliate of Lin Feng. She is engaging our forces in the Oriental Blackwatch and they are not doing well as we speak."
"What do you mean?" Richard tilted his head to the side, prompting her to continue.
Sara turned to her monitors and tapped a certain key on the keyboard. The moment it was pressed, the main flat television screen mounted on the walls flickered to different live footage, showing avenues, streets, and boulevards of the Oriental Blackwatch.
Richard flickered his gaze to the monitor and watched as an unidentified woman was rampaging on the street, hacking her blood-scythe in a circular motion, cleaving infantries and military hardware alike.
"How many forces do we have in the Oriental?"
"Since it's an outpost, we only have 200 troops, 3 Abrams Tank, 50 LAV-25, and 100 logistic vehicles. As for the aircraft, there is one Warthog, three Apache, one of them is already down, and then Blackhawk helicopters. Given the strength and the capabilities of the magic user that is confronting them, there's no way they'd be able to hold out. We might have to send in a strike team and eliminate the magic user."
"So only a helicopter is down at this point?" Richard said, wanting to get clarification.
Sara shook her head and handed Richard a document. "This is the official list of the casualties presented by the Oriental Crown, it will add more when they send an update. As of now, the helicopter is the only major hardware loss, but we have several soldiers wounded and a few fatalities. The situation is escalating quickly."
Richard skimmed through the document, his expression growing grimmer with each line. "We can't let this escalate further. If this affiliate of Lin Feng is as powerful as they appear, we risk losing more than just equipment."
Sara nodded, her fingers dancing across the keyboard as she brought up more data. "Agreed. I suggest deploying the strike team immediately. We have F-35s on standby, and I can have them in the air within ten minutes."
When Sara said that, Richard raised his hand, objecting to her suggestion.
"Wait, Sara," Richard interjected, his eyes not leaving the screen. "Before we deploy the F-35s, we need to understand her abilities better. We can't risk a strike that might only provoke her further or, worse, be ineffective."
He watched the monitor intently. The woman in the footage looked like an incarnation of a vampire. So beautiful yet so deadly. She won't even take damage from small arms to heavy weapons. It seemed as though this was a powerful version of herself.
He watched closely and observed her battle capabilities. It appeared that there was an orb of blood circling above her head, with blood from the soldiers being taken away as if in conduit to her form.
"It seems to me that she is getting stronger for each human kill," Mark observed.
"I concur," Richard said. Moments later, two Abrams tanks rolled up to her position.
"I believe the girl has introduced herself to our forces…who was she?" Richard asked.
"Her name, according to Echo 3-2, the squad leader of the unit that first encountered the lady, is Crimson."
"Definitely how would an edge lord name his puppet," Richard scoffed.
Sara quickly added, "Echo 3-2 also reported that she has extraordinary abilities, far beyond Violet, Andrea, and Seo-Jun."
As they spoke, the scene on the monitor intensified. The two Abrams tanks, positioning themselves strategically, had their turrets trained on Crimson. She, in response, lowered her stance and seemed to be focusing intensely. The orb of blood floating above her head pulsated as if resonating with her concentration.
Crimson's movements became deliberate and slow, almost ceremonial. She drew energy from the blood orb, channeling it into her scythe, which started glowing ominously. It was clear that she was preparing for a significant attack.
The tanks, unaware of the impending danger, fired their SABOT rounds. These armor-piercing fin-stabilized discarding sabot rounds, designed to penetrate the toughest armor, rocketed toward Crimson at incredible speeds.
But Crimson's next action took everyone by surprise. With a swift and fluid motion, she executed a powerful 180° slash with her scythe. The move was so fast and so precise that it seemed to defy the laws of physics. As the SABOT rounds approached her, they were met with an impenetrable wall of force from her swing.
The rounds, despite their speed and power, were negated mid-air by her attack. The force of her slash was so immense that it sliced through the Abrams tanks as if they were made of butter rather than composite armor.
Richard was no longer surprised at this development. If their master can withstand a low-yield nuke, surely his strongest subordinate can take on a squad of tanks easily. But sure, Crimson is strong, far stronger than Violet, Seo-Jun, and Andrea. All the more reason to grind up levels and defeat the progenitor once and for all.
"To defeat the strong, we must use our strongest weapon…" Richard said.
"Are you planning on nuking the Oriental Blackwatch?" Graves asked, looking at him expectantly.
"We don't have nukes in our arsenal as I haven't purchased one. But I think I have here in my system that could do the same damage using conventional bombs…"
"What are you thinking?" Sara asked.
Richard opened his system and browsed his shop tab. In the aircraft section, there is an aircraft that got his attention.
Northrop Grumman B-2 Spirit is an American heavy stealth bomber, designed for penetrating dense anti-aircraft defenses. It is virtually invisible to radar systems due to its low-observable, or 'stealth', characteristics. This makes it an ideal platform for a precision strike against a formidable target like Crimson. It can carry a large payload, up to 40,000 pounds, including both conventional and nuclear weapons, though for this mission, they'll focus on conventional munitions
The B-2 can be equipped with precision-guided bombs like the GBU-57 Massive Ordnance Penetrator, or MOP, which is specifically designed to target deeply buried or hardened bunkers. Although using such heavy ordinance on a single target would be inefficient and stupid, they would load the B-2 with bombs instead and pound Crimson as if she were in a mortar and pestle. The price of the B-2 bomber—110,000,000 gold coins, bombs, and pilots are not included.
It's a steep price, but when he has billions on his balance, then there's no need to hesitate. So he confirmed the purchase.
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