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The next day.

Plateau front command.

"Chief Singh, we meet again."

Young Master Chu shook Singh's hand enthusiastically with a smile on his face.

"Thank you General Chu for the invitation."

Singh cursed MMP in his heart, but the smile on his face was still bright.

"This time, we invited General Singh to visit the military exercise in Daxia to promote exchanges and understanding between our two militaries."

Young Master Chu stood at the entrance of the command department, and did not show any intention of inviting Singh to go in and rest.

He was chatting with Singer at the door.

Although Singh didn't know what Young Master Chu was up to, he could only put on a smug look and cooperate with the young general in front of him...

"Boss Chu, the helicopter is ready."

Wu Qingzhu quietly appeared behind Young Master Chu and reported to him in a low voice.

Young Master Chu nodded slightly, with a strange smile on his face. "General Singh, Daxia happens to be testing a new weapon today. How about you and I go and see it together?"

Everyone was already here, and Singh had already prepared himself to follow the host's wishes. Hearing this, he just smiled and nodded, saying, "General Chu's kindness will naturally not be rejected by Singh. It is a great honor to have the opportunity to see the new weapons of Daxia."

Young Master Chu nodded with satisfaction and turned to signal Wu Qingzhu. Wu Qingzhu immediately understood and led a team of soldiers to escort Chief Singh and Young Master Chu to the helicopter pad together.

……

A valley not far from the actual control line between Daxia and Baixiang Asan.

The complex terrain and undulating mountains here make it an ideal place for military exercises and weapons testing.

The sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone on the valley, adding a bit of vitality to this cold and hard military area.

After the helicopter that Singh and Mr. Chu were riding in circled twice over the valley, it began to prepare to land slowly.

As the helicopter slowly descended, Xingge looked absent-mindedly downward, overlooking the valley, and his eyes suddenly widened.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

In the valley below, five rows of steel behemoths that are obviously larger than the main battle tanks of various countries today are lined up in an orderly manner.

In the sunlight, the angular appearance, the tall and mighty figure, the strong and domineering body, the cold and resolute face, the thick black hole-like muzzle of the artillery, and the rock-solid armor embody the beauty of violence and iron blood, like an indestructible mobile fortress.

Singh raised the telescope in his hand and carefully observed the tanks. The tension in his heart gradually dissipated...

In his eyes, these tanks were nothing special except that they were larger, had thicker armor, and had thicker gun muzzles.

Singh put down the binoculars in his hand, glanced with contempt at Young Master Chu who was resting with his eyes closed beside him, and shook his head slightly.

In today's era, tanks have almost become synonymous with iron coffins. Their bloated appearance, heavy armor, and slow speed make tanks increasingly powerless in modern warfare.

Under the threat of air and long-range firepower, the survivability of tanks is greatly reduced, not to mention that in the environment of electronic warfare and cyber warfare, the command and control capabilities of tanks are also seriously interfered.

Look at the ongoing civil war among the bear tribe.

On that icy and snowy battlefield, the once torrent of steel has now become a sitting duck for the enemy. The tank's armor seems so fragile in the face of modern weapons, and the turret is like fragile porcelain under the attack of air and long-range firepower. The soldiers inside the tank have become prisoners who cannot escape and can only wait for the judgment of fate in the baptism of artillery fire.

No matter how big the muzzles of these giant tanks of the Great Xia Kingdom are or how thick their armor is, they cannot escape this fate.

The helicopter landed in the valley. Young Master Chu and Singh walked out of the helicopter and came to the giant tank.

"Chief Singer, this is the latest Ares tank developed by Daxia. How do you feel about it? Isn't it majestic and domineering?"

Young Master Chu seemed unaware of Singh's inner thoughts, with a hint of pride on his handsome face.

"General Chu!"

Singh's eyes moved over the giant tank, with a hint of smile in his eyes, and a flash of sarcasm on his face, but he complimented:

"I must admit, Daxia's new tanks are indeed impressive."

Then, seeing Mr. Chu's smug "stinky face", Singh couldn't help but sarcastically said: "I just don't know if its mobility, defense and firepower are as impressive as its appearance."

"You'll find out soon enough, and I guarantee you'll be surprised!"

Young Master Chu glanced at Singh, smiled strangely, turned around and said in a deep voice to Wu Qingzhu behind him:

"Order all units to make final preparations. The exercise will officially begin in ten minutes."

"Yes!"

Wu Qingzhu responded immediately, holding the walkie-talkie and quickly conveying Young Master Chu's orders.

"General Singh, let's get back to the helicopter."

In Singh's slightly surprised eyes, Young Master Chu smiled mysteriously: "Only in the sky can General Singh feel the charm of this giant tank."

Ten minutes passed quickly.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The engine of the giant tank roared and the ground shook. Singh, who was standing next to the helicopter, looked up and his brain almost crashed.

The whole person was stunned, pupils dilated, limbs trembling slightly, as if in a surreal dream.

In the valley, twenty Ares tanks seemed to be awakened by a mysterious force. Blue arcs of electricity jumped between the gaps in the armor plates, like electric currents in the veins of life, foreshadowing a miracle that was about to happen.

The armor plates slowly separated, and the internal mechanical structure unfolded one by one like precise gears, like a blooming flower of steel.

The sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone on these steel behemoths, and every inch of metal flashed a cold light.

Huge mechanical arms slowly extended from both sides of the tank, like steel tentacles, carefully exploring new forms. Every stretch and bend was so natural and smooth, just like a dancer showing off his or her body on the stage.

The rear of the tank began to fold and deform, gradually becoming thick and powerful, and finally turned into sturdy lower limbs, as if it were the guardian of the earth, standing firmly in the valley. The front part turned into the upper body, and the mechanical structure was precisely combined to form a mighty body. Every detail was carefully carved and impeccable.

The entire transformation process is like a precise and stunning mechanical dance, with each movement full of power and beauty, making people intoxicated. Every part of the tank finds its own position in this gorgeous transformation, together forming this majestic Transformer.

As the transformation was completed, twenty-meter-tall Transformers stood in the valley, their metal bodies shining brightly in the sun, like steel giants possessing unparalleled power.

Their presence made the air in the valley seem heavy, as if an invisible pressure was covering the land.

As the blue arc disappeared, Singer finally saw the full picture of the Transformers. Their appearance was so shocking and majestic, every inch of armor shone with a cold light, and their cold eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all obstacles, making people shudder.

At this moment, Singh only felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, his legs trembled slightly... and he sat down on the ground in an unpresentable manner.