At that moment, the pilot finally understood what kind of monster he was dealing with.
Without daring to hesitate for even a second, he immediately swung the helicopter around and sped back the way he had come.
But he had not forgotten the mission. After ordering the soldier at the machine gun position to keep firing, he shoved the throttle all the way forward.
"Command, command, report. The target has been drawn in. Estimated direct contact in thirty seconds."
"Good. Issue the order immediately. All personnel on full alert. The moment the target appears, open fire at once!!"
After hearing the pilot's report, Ross instantly lit up and gave the order on the spot.
At the same time, the soldiers stationed on the front line, seeing the armed helicopter that had previously flown away now returning at several times its earlier speed while continuously firing at the roaring thing behind it, all understood that the real battlefield was finally about to begin.
At that moment, every soldier's finger was already tightly hooked around the trigger of his machine gun, and every tank had finished loading. Every man was on the highest level of alert, waiting only for the enemy to appear so they could unleash a deadly barrage.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the next second, the moment a massive figure burst out from the slope in the distance, every soldier began frantically pouring bullets from their machine guns toward it.
Not one of them wanted to be even a little too slow and let that monster charge straight through.
Boom!
Boom!!
...
As the soldiers in front opened fire, the main battle tanks positioned at the front line also adjusted their barrels toward the target and began launching shell after shell at it.
And this time, under the suppression of heavy firepower, the monster's headlong advance was finally stopped by the storm of metal.
At that moment, the creature's body was being torn apart, flesh flying in all directions. But as if pain had taught it caution, the monster actually began picking up chunks of broken rock from around it and hurling them at the army.
One throw after another.
Although the stones could not break through the army's defenses, they still reduced the intensity of the suppressing fire.
And it was precisely by taking advantage of that moment that the monster suddenly burst forward with a huge stride, charging directly toward the main battle tanks. In the blink of an eye, it broke through the line of fire and reached one of the tanks, tearing a massive gash through it with its enormous claws as though it were paper.
But by then the soldiers had already reacted, unleashing grenade launchers, RPGs, and hand grenades in relentless waves against the creature.
Under the mounting pressure, the monster suddenly shoved one tank so hard that it sent it flying straight into another nearby main battle tank.
With that, two tanks were rendered useless.
But it still was not finished.
Now that it had destroyed two tanks and felt the pressure on itself ease somewhat, the creature shifted its attention to the remaining three. It completely ignored the soldiers' attacks and charged directly toward them.
"Alright. Start the dormancy program."
Seeing that the situation had developed far enough, Killian, standing in the operations room, finally spoke to the researcher beside him.
In fact, just in case, he had already had his own helicopter ready. If the dormancy program failed, then all he could do was apologize to Ross.
There was no helping it. No matter how many backup measures they prepared, unexpected situations could still occur in the real world.
Even the most advanced civilization or the highest level of technology could never completely eliminate accidents.
Fortunately, although the monitoring feed from inside the Tyrant had already been destroyed, once the researcher entered the command into the computer, the terminal quickly received a signal from the hidden failsafe device implanted in the Tyrant's heart.
And with the dormancy program beginning to run,
the Tyrant, which had already destroyed two more main battle tanks, staggered in front of the single remaining one. Just as it was about to raise its enormous claw and smash the last hateful thing in front of it, a wave of weakness that struck straight at the soul swept over it.
At that moment, the Tyrant collapsed straight to the ground.
"Fuck... what the hell is that thing?"
Looking at the Tyrant lying not far away, Ross still looked shaken as he spoke.
Because just a moment ago, he had really been ready to order a retreat.
That monster... no, that thing was closer to a demon than any ordinary creature.
Could humanity really wield that kind of power?
Before this, Ross's obsession with human enhancement had been rooted in Captain America. Steve alone, with the help of a small squad, had been able to cut straight through enemy lines and destroy their command structure.
But the thing in front of him...
Ross did not even dare imagine it. If he had a whole battalion of those, no, even just a squad, they could directly wipe out a modern army head-on.
It was too terrifying.
Before today, he would never have believed that a carbon-based life-form could remain essentially intact under the bombardment of modern firepower.
And now, as if fate were mocking him, not only did such a creature exist, but if its controller had not shut it down in time, his regiment might have been wiped out on the spot.
"At present, the strongest biological weapon on Earth."
"Given enough time, it will become the future's standard frontline soldier and the primary labor force for extracting extraterrestrial resources."
"If your budget is sufficient, then tasks like oil extraction, coal mining, ore excavation, and all sorts of heavy labor can also be handed over to it."
"Twenty-four hours a day, zero downtime, zero holidays, zero salary. It follows all your orders completely."
"And the only thing you need to provide is the occasional meal of meat."
"A single Tyrant can guarantee at least two hundred years of service."
After hearing Ross, Killian signaled for the researchers to begin recovering the Tyrant, then walked over to Ross's side and spoke.
"So how much are you planning to sell it for?"
Ross glanced at Killian and asked.
This time, Ross had truly acknowledged Killian's product.
And in Ross's eyes, the heat for super soldier development at this moment was stronger than it had ever been before.
"Heh. It's too early to talk about price."
"As you've seen, the Tyrant at its current stage only has restriction methods, not real control methods. It still isn't mature enough."
Killian merely smiled and answered Ross's suggestion that way.
(End of Chapter)
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