Armor-Piercing Munition: Face Me, Carbon-Based Monster!
Chapter 222 - 88: Smooth as in Open, Conquer as in Overcome

Chapter 222: Chapter 88: Smooth as in Open, Conquer as in Overcome

The moment Jin Zhong laid eyes on the so-called "Holy Trinity Sacred Image," his worldview completely collapsed.

In his longstanding belief, this was the "ultimate weapon" that only the Holy Trinity and its followers could master.

Moreover, according to the records of the Mechanical God Sect, ever since the last great "final battle" only a century ago, not a single Trinity Sacred Image capable of movement could be found in the entire world.

Only a few rusted and corroded remnants remained, waiting for the glory of the Holy Trinity to descend, to awaken them once more in a sacred moment.

---- It shouldn’t exist.

Yet now, it appeared right in front of him.

And it appeared in an overwhelmingly powerful and undeniably triumphant form before him.

Jin Zhong’s heart was overwhelmed by a great shock.

But what followed immediately was an immense fear.

If they could control the Trinity Sacred Image, if they could gain the Holy Trinity’s approval, if they could please the Mechanical Soul of the Sacred Image...

Then what was it that he believed in???

Jin Zhong raised his head to look at the majestic sacred image, akin to the arrival of a War God, and then looked at Chen Jian standing beside him.

He opened his mouth, unsure of what to say.

But Chen Jian spoke first.

He said:

"Stand up."

"There is no such thing as the Trinity Sacred Image in this world."

"Sany Heavy Industry doesn’t produce this kind of thing at all."

Jin Zhong didn’t understand what Chen Jian was saying; his mind kept echoing that one sentence.

"There is no Trinity Sacred Image in this world."

He certainly understood the meaning of this sentence.

"So..."

He asked in a somewhat dazed manner:

"If the Trinity Sacred Image is not the Trinity Sacred Image, then what is it?"

"It’s a tank."

Chen Jian answered solemnly:

"Smooth like the first syllable of tank, conquer like the second syllable of tank."

"Tank..."

Jin Zhong didn’t understand why these two words would be combined, and perhaps, in his view, these words didn’t sound as majestic as "sacred image."

But after all, this word was a transliteration.

Seeing his face full of shock mixed with confusion, Chen Jian didn’t bother to explain further.

"It’s not the time for you to know this."

"However, now that you’re here, remember well what you’re seeing."

"It’s time for the religious lies woven by the Mechanical God Sect to be shattered."

"Go on, take the message back to your so-called ’Saint.’

"Tell him that we will hold back Huadu."

"No, tell him, we will annihilate those madmen from Huadu and fight until they dare not return."

"In the foreseeable short term, we will eliminate this force completely."

"I hope the Mechanical God Sect will adhere to the peace agreement we have drafted."

"Despite various ideological conflicts and the numerous frictions we’ve had, you are not a completely disreputable organization, and you haven’t reached the point of no return yet."

"So, don’t think about causing internal chaos to deal with external problems."

"Our common enemies are the monsters, the Blood Skulls, madmen like Huadu who only bring negative effects to this world."

"Remember, the organization has given you opportunities."

"Cherish the opportunity given by the organization!"

"...Understood."

Jin Zhong slowly got up.

"Can we...leave?"

"Go ahead."

Chen Jian waved his hand, and Jin Zhong took one last look at the roaring giant elephant, a rare hint of wavering in his eyes.

But ultimately, he turned and left.

As Jin Zhong and his Guard Brigade soldiers gradually walked away, Shen Yue came over, took off his helmet, and asked:

"Did you enjoy putting on that show?"

"Do you think there’s a chance to win over this brigade leader?"

"Who knows....?"

Chen Jian sighed, then said:

"But if even after all this, he’s not swayed, then I can only say that the so-called Saint is truly a master at his craft."

"To brainwash to this extent is probably more intense than ideological branding."

As his words fell, Fu Xi’s voice suddenly came through the headset.

"Based on the emotion monitoring system, the other party’s thoughts are fluctuating drastically, indicating a real possibility of abandoning religious beliefs and defecting to our side."

"How likely is it?"

Chen Jian immediately asked.

"17%."

"....Then it looks like we need to add more fuel to the fire."

Chen Jian pondered, while Shen Yue humorously remarked:

"Don’t talk about adding fuel, you’ve put on your act already, what’s next, how do we fight?"

"It’s said Huadu has gathered two thousand people, dragging along civilians from settlements along the way, now there must be at least three thousand of them, right?"

"These three thousand people...how do we fight them?"

"Adding fuel and fighting aren’t mutually exclusive... how else do we fight? This battle is significant; we have to flex our muscles."

"No need to hide it anymore, just push them with tanks paired with unmanned combat teams."

Chen Jian waved his hand and said:

"The 30A is highly automated, plus the War Skull’s support, just two people can operate it effectively."

"You and Lei Jie operate a tank along with controlling the unmanned combat teams, while He Shuo and I wear mechas to back you up, Zeng Yi and the others will get emergency training. Let Fu Xi guide them in operating remote weapons for artillery support. Although we have only eight people, with over a hundred advanced combat units at our disposal, charging against three thousand shouldn’t be too difficult, right?"

"...Aren’t we waiting for Huang Yu and them? They’ve already set off, riding the Mechanical God Sect’s ship, expected to arrive in about 20 hours."

"We’re not waiting for them; even if they arrive, we can’t let them join in."

Chen Jian shook his head and said:

"If they catch up, they can watch the show. If not, they can clean up the battlefield."

"That’s settled, shall we vote?"

"Agree!"

"Agree!!"

.....

Meanwhile, 30 kilometers north of Jinling City, within Lai’an Town.

The Queen, personally leading the expedition, sat regally on her couch, listening to the military report.

"...Our available forces have expanded to 3,000 people, of which two thousand are equipped with automatic weapons, and all kinds of artillery and machine guns are in good condition."

"Ammunition supplies have been expedited from the direction of Xuyi and are expected to arrive around 10 o’clock this morning."

"At that time, we will make the final assault on the Mechanical God Sect and Holy Blood Temple lines surrounding Jinling City."

"The enemy’s forces are exhausted. This time, we are sure to capture Jinling City in one fell swoop."

"Good."

The Queen slowly nodded and, after a moment of silence, asked:

"What about the situation at the Jinling Ruins?"

The Think Tank shook his head and responded:

"Not optimistic."

"According to reports, the Jinling Ruins have been completely occupied by the Huaxia Army."

"After killing that second-level monster, they quickly opened the treasury and established lines of defense around it."

"The Mechanical God Sect has given up on the contest for the treasury; they have no strength left."

"Of course, this also indirectly reflects that the strength of those Huaxia soldiers is quite extraordinary."

"Perhaps they are stronger than we thought."

"We cannot blindly attack them... my suggestion is to pause after capturing Jinling City, rest and regroup before launching another attack."

As the Think Tank finished speaking, the Queen frowned.

"If we rest in Jinling City... I fear our warriors won’t be able to find peace."

"Some necessary losses are acceptable; after all, they’re just worthless civilians..."

The Think Tank stopped briefly and continued:

"Moreover, these civilians were intended to be sacrificed."

"We must instill fear in them for better control later."

"The research on the Blood Skull needs them as a foundation.... Compared to the northern races, they are more suitable as breeding grounds."

"...But after all, they are our kin."

The Queen sighed, and though the Think Tank wanted to say more, she waved it off:

"No need to say more, I understand the stakes."

"Let’s do it that way."

"Tonight, control all the warriors, no revelry allowed."

"Tomorrow morning, send the most fervent fighters to the forefront."

"Let them die first."

"The rest of them..... after defeating the Mechanical God Sect... let them enter the city and celebrate!"