Within the Western Front Command, the silence lasted a full three seconds.
Until the communication officer responsible for monitoring the battlefield spoke in a voice trembling with incredulity:
"Confirmed: energy readings in the uninhabited area have zeroed out! The signal for Blood River Typhon has vanished!"
The entire command room seemed to come alive.
The staff officer with the rank of Major breathed a sigh of relief, the tension in his throat eased.
He grabbed the communication device:
"Have Lieutenant Qin report his status!"
After a few minutes of delay, the communications channel, now fully open, transmitted Qin Shi’s steady breathing.
Followed by a calm voice:
"The target has been repelled. Requesting medical support."
The tone was so mundane, as if it were just a routine training session completed.
With the definitive response, the Western Front Command erupted instantly.
"Specialized Level Fifth Rank! He’s only a Specialized Level Fifth Rank and was able to directly repel the Fourth Rank calamity’s follower!"
"Remarkable! I remember in the Imperial Capital’s ’Extraordinary Combat Power Assessment Manual’, Fourth Rank calamity is close to Specialized Level Second to First Rank."
"What exactly is Lieutenant Qin’s domain characteristic? If I’m not mistaken, he endured Blood River Typhon’s ’activation’? Unaffected?"
"Indeed. This also defies logic!"
The analysts in the command room felt puzzled, filled with confusion.
According to the principles of extraordinary domain coverage.
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In other words, the ’activation domain’ of Blood River Typhon at Fourth Rank should have overwhelmed Lieutenant Qin and impacted him.
"Whether it’s that Blood River Typhon’s traits couldn’t form an overwhelming advantage, or Lieutenant Qin resisted it, both results are astounding."
The chief strategy analyst in the command room displayed a fervent expression.
"Our Heng Province’s Scorching Sun of humanity has hope to chase a legend."
In the emerging Dongxia, the definition of "legend" is very simple.
Like Qi Wuxiang, He Lanchan, leaving a name at the pinnacle of the stars.
That would be the glorious moment for humanity as a formidable civilization.
"Dispatch the rapid response medical team immediately."
The highest commander ordered.
"Prepare for the celebration banquet, set it at... White Poplar Barrier City."
"Western front battle report!"
The communication officer’s voice was somewhat tense, knocking at the operation room door of the Eastern Front Command.
Several senior military leaders were studying strategic deployment, with Eastern Front advancement steadily maintained in good progression daily.
For some reason, the followers’ tribes on the Eastern Front were rapidly and decisively retracting.
"At the very front of the Western Front battle, Lieutenant Qin of White Poplar Barrier City... directly repelled Blood River Typhon!"
The senior military leader studying the sandbox almost dropped the enamel cup, spilling the tea.
The senior leader seemed not to hear clearly, staring blankly at the communication officer.
"Accurately, Lieutenant Qin severely wounded and forced back Blood River Typhon!"
The communication officer swallowed.
"The Western Front is organizing a counterattack. The battle line has advanced eighteen hundred meters in one day."
The operation room fell silent, suddenly engulfed in the tranquility of silence.
The Eastern Front commanders knew too well what a Fourth Rank calamity represented.
In past massive expansion campaigns, the most devastating required the sacrifice of three Specialized Level Fourth Rank elites to hold a Barrier City.
Every Fourth Rank calamity follower invasion inevitably involved enormous sacrifices and casualties.
Therefore, when Eastern Front commanders learned that Lieutenant Qin, alone, repelled Blood River Typhon, their first reaction was shock and skepticism.
Then they realized military intelligence could not be fabricated, transforming from disbelief into deep delight.
"What a great thing!"
"If the Western Front keeps up with the pace of advancement, it won’t be long before we can strike right at the heart of the enemy!"
"Ending this massive expansion campaign earlier could also reduce unnecessary casualties..."
The Eastern Front commander holding the enamel cup took a deep breath:
"Is that the focus? Get those guys on the Western Front to pull out the combat footage quickly!"
"I can’t wait to witness how that lieutenant repelled the Fourth Rank calamity’s follower entity!"
Quickly, intelligence regarding the Western battlefield spread like wings to every corner of the frontline.
"Fourth Rank calamity, Blood River Typhon. Claimed to be the most favored ’offspring’ of the Lord of Gluttony.
Its activation characteristics have a high growth ceiling; if it completes ultimate evolution, the entire planet would become its breeding ground and paradise..."
Next to the Eastern Front operation room was Mo Zhenting’s office.
As the highest officer of the Seventh Battle Group’s Wind Scythe Sequence Army, Mo Zhenting enjoyed top-tier specifications and treatment.
He could even directly enter and exit the highest confidentiality level command, participating in observing strategic deployments.
"Has received the legacy from He Lanchan, yet rose and surged stronger and earlier than He Lanchan.
When he reaches the pinnacle of the stars, who could stop him?"
Mo Zhenting stood by the window, eyes deep and fathomless.
He was also once the pride and glory of Heng Province New Star, admitted early with perfect scores to the Four National Universities and later graduated from the military academy, directly recruited by the Seventh Battle Group as an exception...
"Such talent should serve the country rather than become a destabilizing factor for Dongxia’s division."
Mo Zhenting, hands behind his back, stood tall and imposing as a mountain, possessing an overwhelming, unyielding presence.
"After this massive expansion campaign ends, I hope to meet with Lieutenant Qin."
Haela recorded this schedule.
"A personal meeting face-to-face? In the name of the Seventh Battle Group commander, or... a private meeting?"
Mo Zhenting instinctively wanted to respond "under private capacity," but held back the words at the last moment.