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Chapter 105 What is the Great Xia doing?
Antarctica, the underground city of the Free City.
Mars, the governor of the Eagle Nation, stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window of his office, overlooking the steel behemoth that was still under construction.
The bright lights nearby concealed the suffering of the people outside.
He held a glass of whiskey, a smug look on his face.
He considered his proposal to Daxia to "jointly develop the moon and share technology" to be a brilliant move.
Whether the Great Xia agrees or not, he can occupy the high ground of public opinion and morality.
So many countries will participate then, working together to ensure the continuation of humanity's future.
If your Great Xia doesn't want to, then you're going to be considered an outsider.
At that time, under the criticism of numerous countries, the influence of Great Xia declined sharply, while the influence of Eagle Nation greatly increased thanks to this project. With this ebb and flow...
"Knock knock knock!"
A knock on the office door interrupted Mars's reverie.
He turned his head somewhat displeased. It was his intelligence chief, a lean man, who strode in.
"gentlemen."
"explain."
Mars grimaced and sat down in his seat.
"Our 'eyes' planted inside the Great Xia have sent back an important piece of intelligence."
The intelligence chief swallowed hard, his voice slightly strained.
"All of their military-industrial complexes simultaneously entered a state of combat readiness production three hours ago."
Mars finally turned around, his brows slightly furrowed.
"To counter our lunar program? They're certainly reacting quickly."
"No, sir."
The intelligence chief shook his head and projected the data from his tablet into the air.
"Something...is very wrong."
"Their production line is undergoing a major overhaul."
"All heavy machinery factories are switching to the production of oversized caliber firearm parts."
"The arsenal even abandoned its mature TNT production line and began synthesizing cubic nitrogen explosives at any cost."
Mars' composure vanished instantly.
He snatched the tablet and his fingers flew across it.
A series of glaring data and analysis reports made his heart sink.
"That's impossible. Cubic nitrogen technology is not yet ready for large-scale deployment. They..."
"A 14.5mm squad automatic weapon... bullets with explosives as projectiles... Are they insane?"
Mars muttered to himself, feeling his understanding being challenged.
This weapon was never intended for human warfare.
Its power far exceeds the needs of any conventional tactics.
To put it bluntly, if a machine gun of this caliber were equipped with cubic nitrogen, each shot would be a high-explosive round!
If they were to meet on the battlefield, the scene would be...
He felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it.
"What is the Great Xia up to? What is their goal?"
Mars looked up, his face full of surprise and doubt.
"I don't know." The intelligence chief looked equally puzzled.
"According to intelligence and investigation, they carried out a large-scale allocation of supplies a few days ago."
"Military equipment, supplies, personnel, and so on are all converging on a military base in the Arctic."
"This doesn't seem like they're trying to take the moon from us, nor does it seem like they're going to wage war against us. Otherwise, the supplies wouldn't be being sent to a single base, but to all of them."
"This seems to be a kind of preparation for war that we can't understand at all."
Mars paced back and forth in his office, feeling uneasy about Da Xia's unusual behavior.
His overt "moon project" seemed utterly ridiculous in the face of the other side's inexplicable and insane actions.
What exactly are they trying to do?
What secrets did the United States not know about?
Or are they hiding some important information about the apocalypse?
Or perhaps their base breached Earth and discovered underground life, preparing to attack?
Oh my god, this is outrageous.
The feeling of being kept in the dark infuriated Mars.
He abruptly stopped, his face turning sinister.
"If we can't understand it, we'll keep looking until we do!!"
He looked at the intelligence chief and quickly gave the order.
"Immediately move our reconnaissance satellites to the Arctic!"
"I will keep a 24/7 watch on their every move!"
"Activate the advanced mole simultaneously! I don't care what they're up to, dig out their plans!"
.......
Night falls on the continent of Terra.
Two moons, one large and one small, hung high in the sky, casting their cool, clear light.
Under this moonlight, in the basin called Firefly Town, artificial daylight dispels all shadows.
Hundreds of high-powered LED construction site lights were erected on the temporary lighthouse, illuminating an area of several kilometers in radius as bright as day, and even the clouds in the sky seemed to be illuminated.
"Boom!"
Heavy trucks, loaded with steel and precast concrete, kicked up dust on the makeshift roads, their engines roaring incessantly.
The massive crawler crane swung its long steel arm, precisely hoisting container-sized modules into place with a dull metallic clang.
Tens of thousands of Daxia soldiers and engineers, wearing safety helmets and work clothes, are busy moving around in this steel forest.
The arc of welding light occasionally burst open in the night, like blue-purple lightning.
The cutting machine rubs against the metal, sparking dazzling sparks.
The air was filled with a mixture of smells from engine oil, dust, and metal welding.
This is no longer construction, but a "summoning".
Using steel, cement, and the sheer power of infrastructure construction, a Cthulhu behemoth called "Fortress" was summoned on this alien land.
On the hills surrounding the basin, foundations have already been dug.
The menacing Shield 3000 close-in weapon system, like a lurking metal behemoth, has its cannons pointing diagonally to the sky, and its dark array of barrels exudes an aura of death.
Larger caliber coastal defense artillery positions are also under construction, and their targets are no longer ships at sea, but any giant monsters that may appear on the ground.
"Oh my god, this is incredible, this is... this is a miracle."
Archbishop Kell stood on the makeshift observation platform, his bald head reflecting the light.
He subconsciously touched his equally bald chin, his face filled with shock.
Elder Muyu, standing beside him, also sported a shiny bald head, his emerald eyes reflecting the ever-present steel construction site below, remaining silent for a long time.
"Don't they...don't they need a rest after a long day?" a young elven follower murmured to himself, having never witnessed such a madness.
"No, look, they are rotating in an orderly manner," Elder Mu Yu said, pointing to the soldiers in the distance who were lining up to change shifts.
"Some went to rest, while others took over; their work never stopped for a moment."
"Is what powers all of this 'electricity'?" Kyle's gaze fell on the bright lights and the generators that powered them, which emitted a low hum.
The experience of being electrocuted during the day did not frighten them; instead, it opened the door to a new world for them.
That violent, swift power, which originated from lightning, had so many amazing uses, making them even more eager for it.
"Yes, Your Excellency the Archbishop," Lin Mo's voice came from behind them.
"Electricity is the cornerstone of our technological civilization."