Chapter 133: Crushing Momentum

Shen City battlefield.

"; Open fire! Everyone open fire!";

The Security Army artillery company commander shouted hoarsely. The field artillery of four artillery companies fired simultaneously, and dense shells rained down on the Tiger King Tank formation.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!";

Amid the swirling smoke and dust, the Tiger King Tanks remained motionless. The 75‑mm shells struck the heavy armor without leaving a single dent.

The artillery company commander widened his eyes, "; What the hell is this thing!";

Before the words finished, the Tiger King Tank's 88‑mm main gun answered. Amid the orderly spray of flame, the Security Army's artillery positions were instantly reduced to ruins.

At the same time, the Marshal's Staff Self-Propelled Artillery Battalion launched a precise strike.

Target: the eastern building complex; all firing parameters have been calculated.

Open fire!

155‑mm heavy guns fired in unison, shaking the entire block. The Lu Faction's machine‑gun positions set up in the buildings were destroyed one by one, and the proud Maxim guns turned into piles of scrap metal.

"; Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"; the Lu Faction officer shouted in terror. But the armored grenade troops had already flanked from the side.

The crossfire of the MG42 General-Purpose Machine Gun blocked every retreat. The armored grenade troops moved in perfect formation, coordinated flawlessly, turning every street into a death trap.

"; This isn't a war fought by humans..."; Qin Chang'an put down the telescope, his face ashen.

His Kunshan Security Brigade had just tried to charge from the west, but they were met by a counter‑charge of Leopard Tanks. Over seventy Leopard Tanks fanned out, and their 75‑mm tank guns turned the street into a furnace.

"; Order the troops to withdraw!"; Qin Chang'an's voice trembled, "; These steel monsters are beyond any manpower to handle!";

In just half an hour, the Allied Forces' main offensive turned into a nightmare.

The Security Army's artillery was silenced, the Lu Faction's machine‑gun positions were destroyed, and the Kunshan Security Brigade suffered heavy casualties. Meanwhile, on the Ghost Master's side, not a single tank armor was pierced.

"; Is this the power of modern armored units..."; Yang Chengdong slumped in the command post, "; Our proud elite forces are nothing but toys before them...";

On the battlefield, the Tiger King Tank formation kept advancing, leaving deep tracks on the street where the tracks rolled over. Those are the footprints of the victors, a testament to the steel torrent crushing everything.

French Concession, Zhou Special Envoy's temporary office.

"; What? The Security Army's artillery company completely annihilated?"; Zhou Special Envoy snatched up the phone, "; Yang Chengdong! What are you doing!";

"; Lord Zhou..."; Yang Chengdong's voice trembled, "; We... we really did our best. But those tanks, they just can't be penetrated! Even the latest field artillery left no dent...";

"; Useless!"; Zhou Special Envoy roared, then immediately dialed the Lu Faction's phone.

"; Report, Lord Zhou."; A hoarse voice came from the other end, "; We... our casualties are too great. The Eleventh Brigade's machine‑gun company was completely destroyed by their self‑propelled artillery, and the Ninth Brigade lost over half its forces in street fighting...";

"; You worthless things!"; Zhou Special Envoy slammed the table hard, then called the Kunshan Security Brigade.

"; Commander Qin! You...";

"; Sorry, Commander Qin, we cannot take the call right now."; The adjutant's trembling voice came, "; We... we are organizing a retreat. Those steel monsters are too terrifying, our troops...";

Zhou Special Envoy hung up the phone, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

The situation on the battlefield had completely spiraled out of control. The Security Army's main force was routed in the north, the Lu Faction suffered heavy casualties in the east, and the Kunshan Security Brigade was beaten into a ditch.

"; How could this happen..."; Zhou Special Envoy muttered, "; It was supposed to be a flawless plan...";

The phone rang again.

"; Lord Zhou!"; Yang Chengdong's voice grew more frantic, "; The Seventh Mixed Brigade's defensive line has been breached! We must retreat immediately, otherwise...";

"; No retreat!"; Zhou Special Envoy barked, "; Reinforcements will arrive soon!";

"; But...";

"; Boom!"; A huge blast came from the phone's end, followed by static.

Zhou Special Envoy's face turned ashen. He knew the Security Army's command system might already have been destroyed.

"; Damned Lin Yu!"; He gritted his teeth, "; Where did that armored unit come from!";

From outside the window came a low rumble. It was the sound of tank tracks rolling over the street, the footsteps of the victors.

The once‑perfect plan crumbled before this steel torrent. The local forces once proud now seemed as fragile as paper‑thin toys against genuine modern armored units.

French Concession, Wei Lianmu Si's English‑style mansion.

"; Oh my..."; Wei Lianmu Si put down the telescope, his face pale, "; What are those steel monsters?";

"; Never seen weapons like this."; Du Bian Yuantai's voice trembled, "; Those massive barrels, the heavy armor, and that terrifying track structure...";

"; This is impossible!"; Lei Nuo sprang up excitedly, "; Even the most advanced armored vehicles of the European war couldn't have this power!";

Before the words finished, another low rumble came. On a distant street, a line of steel behemoths was slowly passing, shaking the ground wherever they went.

"; This unit..."; Wei Lianmu Si swallowed, "; It probably exceeds our comprehension.";

At the same time, the Imperial Envoy's temporary conference room.

"; Reinforcements must be mobilized immediately!"; Zhou Special Envoy pounded the table, "; Otherwise the entire Shen City will fall into Lin Yu's hands!";

"; But..."; a staff officer hesitated, "; The Security Army and Lu Faction's elite units have been crushed, even if reinforcements arrive...";

"; You mean the Imperial Court also can't match him?"; a cold glint flashed in Zhou Special Envoy's eyes.

The staff fell silent at once. Yet everyone knew that this unprecedented mechanized force had already far exceeded their imagination.

North of the city, Security Command Headquarters.

"; It's over, completely over..."; Yang Chengdong slumped in his chair, "; Our most elite troops couldn't hold even half an hour against those steel monsters...";

The adjutant silently handed over the latest battle report: the artillery company annihilated, the Seventh Mixed Brigade suffered over half casualties, and the command system was nearly paralyzed.

And at the Fourth Bureau.

"; Report, Bureau Chief!"; Shiteyin stood at attention and saluted, "; The battle is over. Enemy casualties total about three thousand, our side lost eighty‑three killed and fifteen seriously wounded. We captured over twenty pieces of various artillery and hundreds of machine guns.";

Lin Yu nodded, his gaze turning to the window. The loss ratio of this battle reached an astonishing thirty to one, fully demonstrating the terrifying combat power of modern armored units.

"; Chief Shiteyin."; Lin Yu spoke, "; Keep the troops on alert. This is only the beginning.";

"; Yes!";

The Ghost Master's steel torrent still roamed the streets, like a pack of poised beasts. Before this force, all conspiracies, all scheming, seemed utterly feeble...