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Before long, the aircraft had advanced into the valley. The plan was progressing, and the number of Swarm was still overwhelming, possessing the momentum to move mountains and fill seas. No terrain could impede their force even slightly.
However, the insects could break through any difficult obstacles through their united strength, including overcoming a Firewall that stretched a full kilometer. They used their formidable physical advantage to burrow layer by layer, eventually bursting forth from the Firewall, causing significant damage in the process.
Currently, the results observed through the eye control system displayed a vast area of light on the test chart, composed of purple and red flares. The layers within those images were strikingly prominent; the purple flares represented the main cool tones, while the Zerg generated low heat during their burrowing process, with the red flares indicating their route. It appeared they had covered quite a distance, and calculations suggested they would reach the Tower in four or five minutes.
If high-tech long-range strikes could not reduce that massive number of Swarm soon, when those insects approached the city gates, even if they were thousands of kilometers away from the nearest city, it would be difficult for humanity to turn the tide.
At such a distance, humans would struggle to find an opportunity for a comeback. After all, crops were buried along those routes; even if they managed to eliminate those detestable Zerg members, humanity would face severe food shortages during what was expected to be one of the longest winters.
"Our Cruise Missile trajectory accuracy has been adjusted and is ready for launch at any time. Let's allow those flames buried in the mountains to preheat thoroughly," Hilbert said, pressing down hard on the armrests of his chair.
The switches on either side suddenly popped open, revealing two buttons—one green and one red. The green button was for reset, while the red button was for immediate action. Both buttons could issue attack commands, but the red button delivered a more precise kill order. Once pressed, there would be no turning back; it would result in a direct long-range strike. The green button allowed for a chance to cancel during the attack process, with warheads safely encased to prevent violent reactions or explosions upon launch.
This feature would facilitate future retrieval of warheads; it didn't matter if missile frames were destroyed and unrecoverable. What mattered was that wasting these high-rare explosive materials during a time when resources were scarce would be regrettable.
Despite this, Hilbert showed no hesitation as he quickly pressed the red button without any second thoughts. The Cruise Missile launched immediately.
A blazing tail quickly generated a scorching air barrier in the atmosphere, illuminating the dark night sky as if it were day. The missiles were released from a base far inland; this attack demonstrated half of humanity's reserves and was expected to reach the battlefield in fifteen minutes.
Simultaneously, large amounts of earth and rock began to explode in the valley. The explosives buried within the peaks detonated one after another. The resulting reactions were far less destructive than those of the Cruise Missiles; rocks shattered and crumbled as steep cliffs formed sheer walls that humans could hardly scale even with climbing gear. The insects had claws capable of digging into rocky barriers and began to climb as explosives buried in debris detonated, causing massive outward explosions.
The scene was particularly intense; on a macro scale displayed on Virtual Screens, many people in the conference room cheered loudly as bottles of liquor popped open. Their eyes connected directly to satellite channels broadcasting from various locations. Most household appliances and networks across humanity featured comprehensive reports on this event, akin to cinematic footage that instantly ignited widespread excitement.
This was undoubtedly an exhilarating scene that released years of suppressed tension; humanity was rising once again.
The sight of insects being shattered and tossed about by explosions—despite some graphic depictions—fueled viewers' adrenaline. In recruitment offices across new military camps, phones rang off the hook as recent graduates and eligible young men—and a few women who could join combat units—reached peak enlistment numbers.
In previous years' selection processes for combat reserves, there had never been such an abundance of options. The criteria typically favored physically strong candidates for special military training programs leading to roles like Suicide Squad or Special Forces. Female service members could serve in entertainment roles or as conscripts but had limited choices on battlefields; contributions were primarily made through positions like Field Doctor.
Field Doctors were volunteers who underwent systematic surgical training; only one out of fifty would emerge as an all-around surgeon while others had to accompany frontline soldiers into battle. The mortality rate was also highest among them; thus, there were few standards for their selection—survival alone increased their chances for promotion.
Among male combat roles besides Special Forces and Suicide Squads were machine gunners and Air Force personnel. Currently, Air Force's sole weapon was massive Hot Airships that resembled combat aircraft made from Hot Air Balloons; their soft plastic structures might not withstand bullets. Fighting from these ships sometimes felt more comfortable than cramped spaces in smaller vessels.
However, Air Force couldn't compare to ace pilots from Mecha Association. Technology continued to evolve; who knew what might happen next? Perhaps fleets resembling interstellar Battleships would emerge in time. For now, Mecha Association controlled flying vessels resembling rings with outer defensive shields.
Moreover, flight speeds gradually approached breaking through Sonic Barriers. Beyond that threshold lay only one vessel capable of utilizing impulse technology for instant long-range bombardments using Sparrow Trajectory bombs—precision strikes or scatter shots alike.
The bomber fleet had arrived in the airspace above and began deploying incendiary bombs alongside massive Napalm payloads, turning this Gorge into an inferno for insect swarms. Following that came artillery bombardments that turned soil layers upside down.
Such effects essentially restructured the terrain; perhaps soon these corpses would alter this environment and give rise to lush green vegetation.
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