Nigh a thousand Katyushas.
Landed on the towering buildings on the ground.
Cold weapons have a romance of their own, brought by thousands of years of history.
Hot weapons have their allure, and what is it? It's explosion! Explosion is art!
Dense, carpet-bombing, massively powerful!
An entire building, nearly a hundred meters tall, was bombarded by the overwhelming Katyusha rockets, collapsing with a roar.
Huge sound waves swept along with the dust in the sky.
Xu Feng and others hid behind the armored vehicle to take cover.
Even so, the group was left gray-faced.
When the smoke and dust cleared a bit, and visibility slightly improved.
At this moment, this battlefield had fallen into relative silence.
Almost everyone experienced ear ringing.
The scene just now was too overwhelming, from the explosion to the building's abrupt collapse, one after another of deafening booms, making it hard for ears to hear normally.
Xu Feng wiped the dust off his face.
