Intrusive explosion
The units move out in sections, entering the areas of broken down excavation machines before disintegrating them
they reseeded the open mine hole, reconstructing it to having the same deposit as when they found it, completely erasing all trace of human interaction with it.
"[Post 1 done]" the soldier nods, "move onto the other Deposits in your area that already took 1 hour to reconstruct that 1. "
They nod, moving onto the next 1 of them reconstructing the terrain as they harvest the metal used by the humans and resupplying them as well.
All of it done underneath the nose of humanity. Christopher glances at war notices, "so you want to play like this, America".
He grins. "Activate ground forces, deploy 56 divisions to the border between Canada and America. Run them along it and prepare to put heavy weapons and dig in."
His eye turn technological "ah I see" he glances up "[ICBM incoming Nuclear payload detected]"
"Teleport all civilians outside the blast radius and all units immediately," the emergency teleport in all the systems active.
Warping them all out. The nuke makes contact *BOOM,* the almighty blast resounds throughout the continent, shaking it in its entirely.
The tectonic shift underwater from it impacts a massive wave rise "fuck" speeding out into the sea, the rumbling messing up all sensory tools.
Fog sheet in the surrounding waters of the Pacific glances up at the massive fireball. A cataclysmic threat to the registers.
Christopher groans getting up he shoots into the air, his 12 wings bursting out, covering a quarter of the sky. The massive mushroom cloud completely disperses,
His massive wings 3 times the size of his 21-foot size. Glancing around. "Moron aren't you" the military government hears it, the message broadcast.
"Now fog has permission to destroy your piece of the American continent. That bomb is very threatening, even to fog."
"They have destroyed platinum fortresses zero civilian casualties zero military personnel casualty 1 mechanical casualties and 1 seriously injured."
"Deploy all forces. Prepare to invade America and completely take it over. I hate the fact they choose that shitty option."
Fog finally makes out Christopher in the sky. Yamato, hearing that, lets out a sigh of relief. "Thank God, what is this feeling, though?"
She grips her hands before releasing it, Kotano's glance. "Worry That what I feel. It is called the worry for somebody close to you."
Locking onto the aerial target, they launch an attack. He backhands the photon shot. It shatters. "Did you just launch a fucking 𝕡𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕖!" his hand gleams.
"Fuck you too!" *SCREECH* the thunderous beam cuts through the air, the beam erasing the ship from all networks by disintegrating it.
"That what you get stupid," he glances towards America the forces deploy along the ground border. Aerial vehicles emerging from focal points.
Christopher mumbles, "𝑰𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒕𝒍𝒂𝒔" The Ancient language indecipherable to the human mind, those hearing it driven mad by the mere thought of it.
A massive aura emerges, appearing instantaneously. The huge construct drive at a crawl forwards. The massive Treads crushing everything in front of them.
Connecting to a massive tor raised a metre above the ground, 2 long ramps sit open on its back, the treads covered in guns and defensive systems.
A Massive turret sitting atop the mile's long construct square kilometres tall, the huge thing towers over even the highest mountains.
"What the fuck is that? " The enormous structure having a cylinder like front. The massive cylinder impacts the ground, grinding everything under it to powder.
It squares construct haul hammer into by artillery the moment it has seen by them, the shots merely blocked by a massive shield.
2 large auto cannons emerge from the front. The quad turret spinning on its axis, turning down it, faces the artillery location.
*BOOM, BOOM, BOOM* the successive fire toppling the artillery encampments Christopher finally speaks "you won't be destroying that Imperius atlas"
"It's a moving fortress meant for realm traversal. How the hell are you going to fight it on a continent? " he sends the commands psychically to the factory within Rumbling.
Pistons slam down as nanite materials are moved into constructors. Within seconds, 10 tanks get released, driving in a line, another 10 are created. The production shifting to walkers.
The 1.9 metre tall machine outfitted with a Vulcan cannon. Well, the other arm is a dual barrel auto-cannon, the field forms a bubble around it. The 20 mech walks out within seconds, followed by another 20. The mechanical army advanced, growing by the second.
"SIR, SIR, SIR WE'RE LOSING LAND FASTER than WE CAN DEPLOY THEIR TOO STRONG" The defence minister sighs, "why you tell me about it shouldn't my generals be doing that?"
"They couldn't come trying to hold the land," he grinds his teeth. "How fast are we losing land? " the man shivers.
"6 square kilometres every 30 minutes" his eyes widen "how that is even possible" he shakes his head "they're teleporting around."
"You mean they're teleporting a massive legion of machines instantly, and we didn't notice the Robots clearly appearing and counter them?"
He nods. "Are men don't even have time? The machine immediately destroys ammunition, depots, then fuel, supplies, then armoury."
"What about that giant construct driving for Washington?" the soldier shakes his head again. "We can't even leave a scratch on it, and it's constantly producing units"
"Even if it is" he quotes "light-armed in their leader's opinion" his eyes widen "you mean a thing like that is supposedly lightly armed?"
"Do we at least have some control over the sky?" he shakes his head. "Their machines are faster and more durable and far better equipped. Even the pilot of a basic 1 is considered an elite for are kind."
He clenches his fist. "Just what did we anger with that nuke? " The soldier glances at him. "If I may," he nods.
"Everything. The fog fleets have been detected wrapping around our countries. Coastal areas are army is occupied with the enemy approaching are doorstep, and we have no outside help from the rest of the world because of fogs jamming."
He laughs. "Seems we only have nuclear Armageddon as are options now if you are army and air force can't stop. It is a nuke can probably at least slow it down."
The soldier nods. "I'll report that to the generals," he sprints out to the minister of defence, leaning back in his chair. "Who is the fortress platinum's leader? We should've taken Canada with little resistance, to think they had such an army protecting them."