"Forward! Forward! "
It was impossible to drill through a 400-meter-thick granite layer with a simple drill bit, but the "Digging Warrior" standing here was no longer the same one that landed on the surface of Mars. In order to adapt to the complex battlefield environment of Mars and to clear out the Devil Worm nests located deeper underground, this Digging Warrior had undergone countless modifications by the colonial engineers.
A thumb-thick groove was added to the side of the original drill bit, and it was connected to a corrosion-resistant material container filled with an organic solution.
The solution inside was Devil's Acid!
The corrosion-resistant high-cobalt drill bit spat out the Devil Acid and seeped into the rock layer below the drill bit. Whether it was granite or steel protective belts, they were all easily penetrated by the drill bit under the corrosion of this layer of acid.
The speed of the drill bit's advancement was beyond the expectations of all UA soldiers!
When the last layer of protection was drilled.
The Digging Warrior slammed into the tunnel in the Cheyenne Mountain military base, and the steel gate that fell was just in front of the drill bit. The Digging Warrior that continued to move forward easily drilled a distorted hole.
Soldiers in kinetic skeletons descended from the top of the mountain into the tunnel and followed closely behind the "Digging Warrior" with rifles in their hands.
The high-speed drill bit ignored the bullets fired from the front and directly pierced into the gate of the Cheyenne Mountain military base from one end of the tunnel. The grinding sound of friction rang out, and the thick steel plate broke inch by inch along with the rivets that fell off.
Under the despairing gazes of the soldiers stationed in the military base, the 25-ton, two-meter-thick alloy gate had a hole the width of two people poked through.
"Protect the President!"
With a roar, the war was on the verge of breaking.
However, the last layer of defense of the fortress had been breached, and there was no longer anything that could stop the Celestial Trade soldiers that rushed into the fortress.
Gas bombs were fired, and smoke filled every corner of the military base. Rows of black kinetic skeletons passed through the gas-filled corridor, and they used rifle butts or short sticks to knock down the resisting soldiers and officers. They directly kicked open the door of the multimedia room and surrounded the President, the Secretary of Defense, and other senior officials who covered their mouths and noses …
This time, they had nowhere to escape.
…
Columbus, the front line.
A radio was placed on a sandbag.
Soldiers with rifles and heavy machine guns on their faces covered in black camouflage paint stood in a semicircle and listened to the broadcast on the radio.
Suddenly, everyone quietened down.
They heard the voice of Mike Pence … their president.
Compared to the time when he gave his inaugural speech and called for war mobilization, his voice had lost a lot of vitality. It was a little dispirited and much older. With astonishment in their hearts, the soldiers looked at each other, stopped their chatter, and carefully listened to every word in the broadcast.
However, after they listened, the expressions on their faces completely froze …
Or in other words, they completely collapsed …
"Today is the darkest day in the history of the UA."
"Our last fortress, Cheyenne Mountain Military Base, has been breached."
"Hundreds of millions of people were involved in this wrong and avoidable war. More than 100,000 Americans lost their lives in this war. Now, millions of citizens of Columbus are suffering from the siege. "Hundreds of millions of people have been involved in this wrong and avoidable war, and more than 100,000 people have been lost in this war. Now, millions of citizens of the City of Columbus are suffering.
"Not because I am afraid of the future, but because this war is indeed over."
"With regret and sorrow in my heart, I read out this agreement."
"On behalf of the Capitol, on behalf of the 60th UA government, on behalf of the UA people, I express my desire for peace, and …"
At this point, Mike Pence's voice was visibly trembling.
As if using the last of his strength, he slowly said in a heavy tone.
"… and unconditional surrender to Xin."
Unconditional … surrender?
Surrender?!
Not only were the UA soldiers squatting behind the sandbags at the front line of Columbus, but all of the UA citizens who saw the news through TV, mobile phones, and other media channels were petrified. They stopped what they were doing and stood rooted to the ground.
Didn't they say that the Cheyenne Mountain fortress was unbreakable?
Didn't they say that even if a global nuclear war broke out, this doomsday fortress could preserve the last hope of the UA until the end of the war? Why did they lose the Capitol, the Pentagon, and the so-called final fortress in less than a month after the war began …
It was not only the UA that was stunned by this news.
All NATO member states.
Even the entire world …
Until three days ago, British parliamentarians were still debating the need to develop space forces in the Palace of Westminster. Until a week ago, Russia was still planning to deploy nuclear weapons to the border to prevent the expansion of the war in Europe. Until half a month ago, ESA was still busy making a systematic assessment of the lethality of space-based weapons. Until a month ago, the UA thought that a Trident was enough to make Celestial Trade surrender …
However, the facts subverted everyone's expectations.
This war, which was originally thought to last for a long time and eventually trigger all wars in the world, ended in less than a month with the surrender of a superpower. The national flag swaggering on the Statue of Liberty seemed to have been raised yesterday, but today, it had already been fixed in the frame of history.
In California, which had not yet experienced war, in Silicon Valley, which was selectively forgotten by Celestial Trade, the IT workers standing in front of the recruitment point hugged each other and cried. They finally mustered up the courage to go to the battlefield, but the president who mobilized them to take up arms to defend freedom read the surrender agreement.
In T State, not far from California, the red-necked T State guys marched in the streets with rifles, clamoring to resist to the end, not recognizing the surrender agreement, and not even recognizing the president of the UA. They declared that they would never put down their weapons until the last drop of blood was shed.
The citizens of Capital and New York on the East Coast accepted this reality with mixed feelings, but they all breathed a sigh of relief.
For people who had lived in a civilized society for a long time, the days ruled by the monkeys of Moro could be described as hell. Manhattan Island became a place that everyone yearned for. At least the Celestial Trade soldiers stationed there were disciplined. They wouldn't spit on them, and they wouldn't smash their heads with rifle butts just because they looked at them for an extra second.
The citizens of B City and other places in northern New York also breathed a sigh of relief.
They didn't know the secret agreement signed between Celestial Trade and B City Consortium, and they didn't know why Celestial Trade had selectively ignored them. They only knew that they finally didn't have to live in fear anymore, and the boys who were waiting at the border of Massachusetts could finally go home alive …
The war was over.
Although they were defeated.
The GIs who fought on the front line felt betrayed, but nothing mattered.
Everyone wondered why Mike Pence, the hawkish president, couldn't hold on for a little longer.
Perhaps only Mike Pence himself knew the bitterness and difficulties in his heart.
It was not because he cherished his life.
But because of one person's words, he had to make such a choice …
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