The HUD highlighted the ons in their hands, along with detailed specs. He opehe honeyissile bays on his shoulders, log onto multiple targets in seds. The HUD lit up with dozens of red markers: the soldiers with stingers, anti-aircraft guns, and other threats.

  “Let’s see who fires first,” Zack quipped, his voice ced with fideh a sihought, the missile bays sprang to life, unleashing 81 miissiles. The projectiles swarmed out in a chaotic yet trolled barrage, eae programmed with its own target. The sky lit up as the missiles streaked toward their marks, trailing smoke.

  The base was engulfed in explosions as fireballs ed anti-aircraft guns, stieams, and critical equipment. Buildings crumbled as the ground shook uhe onsught. Within moments, the base’s ventional military forces were obliterated. As the dust settled, Zaded with a heavy thud in front of their headquarters. He immediately raised his hands, palms glowing with the energy of his pulse ons.

  “Kill him! Take him down!” the soldiers yelled, firing wildly. Bullets pinged harmlessly off the Ultralium alloy armor, the impacts sounding like rain oal. Zack didn’t even flinch. The Apex’s armor was far beyond what ventional ons could pee. Not a scratot even a scuff marred its surface.

  Unfazed, Zack walked calmly forward, firing pulse bsts with precision. Each shot pierced through soldiers and the barricades they hid behind. The particle beams tore through flesh and crete alike, leaving no cover safe. “Is this the best you’ve got?” Zack mocked, his voice dripping with disdain. “Where are your exprimental soldiers?”

  He stopped in front of a reinforced crete roteg the base. Without hesitation, he raised his arm, and an anti-armor missile deployed from his shoulder. It shot out like an arrow, smming into the wall with a deafening boom. The explosio a trolled e of fme and debris shooting forward, obliterating the wall and iing the soldiers hiding behind it.

  Ihe building, a sniper peered through his scope, an anti-materiel rifle aimed directly at Zack. “Got you…” the sniper whispered as he steadied his aim.

  Before he could pull the trigger, a particle beam from Zack’s palm on seared through the air, melting the sniper’s head in an instant. “Sniping me? Cute,” Zack muttered coldly. His armor’s biological ser had detected the shrough the walls long before he could take the shot. Nothing within 200 meters escaped the HUD's surveilnce.

  Suddenly, heavy, thunderous footsteps echoed from the side of the building. Zack turned his head, watg as dozens of figures emerged. The HUD lit up, sing their biological energy signatures. “Well, well,” Zack said with a smirk. “Look who decided to show up.”

  A squad of super soldiers charged toward him, their bulging muscles glistening uhe sun. They were shirtless, their physiques resembling statues carved from stoheir movements were explosive, almost primal, as they locked onto Zack with single-minded aggression.“Kill!” they roared in unison, surging forward like a tidal wave.

  Zack fired his pulse ons in rapid succession. The beams sliced through the charging figures, but some were surprisingly durable, shrugging off damage as they kept ing. “So, you’re tougher than the average grunt. Let’s see how long you st.” Zack’s tone was calm, almost amused. He activated the armor’s auxiliary on systems, preparing for the phase of the fight.

  Zack’s mind raced as he observed the approag ehese super warriors were relentless. As long as their vital points weren’t hit, they refused to fall. Even with gaping wounds from palm on bsts, they acted like nothing had happened. No pain, ation—it was both terrifying and impressive.

  Uhe relentless barrage of particle beams, the super warriors reached Za moments. Leading the charge was the tallest and most muscur of them all—a three-meter-tall brute built like an iron tower. His steel-like muscles bulged grotesquely, radiating sheer, raw power.

  "Kill!" the giant roared, veins bulging visibly on his arms as he raised a massive iron fist. His voice thuhrough the chaos, a primal decration of war.

  Before the punch could nd, a whip cord crag with electric light shed down on his raised arm. Instinctively, the strongman grabbed the cord with his hand. The sed, high-heat sparks from the eleagic whip cord burraight through his palm, leaving a charred, smoking hole.

  "Do you really grab anything that es your way?" Zack muttered, half-impressed. The whip could slice through titanium alloy, yet this guy caught it barehanded.

  "Remarkably brave!" Zack added with a smirk. With a sharp pull, he yahe whip cord back, slig the giant’s hand in two. The severed palm was bed and smoking, with bone fragments exposed through the mangled flesh. Yet the t warrior didn’t even flinch. "Kill you!" he bellowed again, charging forward, his half-destroyed arm raised as if nothing had happened.

  Zack decided it was time to end this. Shifting the whip cord to his left hand, he ched his armored right fist. The thrusters on his legs roared to life, propelling him forward with explosive speed.

  "e o’s see what you’ve got!" Zack yelled, his voiing like a battle cry. His iron-cd fist smashed into the giant’s broken hand with a deafening BOOM.

  The force shattered the strongman’s arm entirely, sending shards of bone bursting through his shoulder like jagged projectiles. The impact echoed like thunder, shaking the air around them.

  “Well, that wasn’t bad,” Zack muttered, flexing his fingers. His ha slightly numb, but his armor had absorbed most of the force. The blow wasn’t just for defe was a field test for the buffer system of his new suit. And the results? Impressive. The Ultralium alloy held up fwlessly.

  Meanwhile, the strongman colpsed, his arm reduced to a mangled wreck. Zack didn’t spare him a sed gnce. "Your part’s done," he said coldly, activating his thrusters and s into the air.

  The remaining super soldier could only watch helplessly as Zack asded out of their reach. They roared in frustration, powerless to stop him. “If I wasn’t testing the new armor, you’d all be ashes by now,” Zack thought to himself as he hovered above them.

  In an underground aer, a aared at the s, his face breaking into a hesitant smile. "He’s retreating!" he announced, relief washing over him. "We might have won!" But before the celebration could begin, shouts of arm erupted around him."No! He’s ing back!"

  All eyes turo the s. Zack, who had flown out e, now reversed course, diving straight toward the Bck Hand Building. There were no anti-aircraft oo stop him. "What’s he doing?" the ander whispered, his voice trembling. Then the horrifying realization struck him. "He’s going to bomb us!"

  Zack’s armor opened mid-dive, revealing missile bays loaded with spiral ground-attack missiles. Four on each side—eight in total. He released them all in oating salvo. The missiles streaked toward the ground like fiery ets, detonating upon impact.

  The earth shook violently, and massive fireballs erupted across the battlefield. The shockwaves obliterated the super soldiers instantly. Their bodies disied in the heat, reduced to ash before they could even scream. No Building ared. One side of the structure was bloart as if a colossal spoon had scooped out aire k. Groaning us ow, the building began to tilt before colpsing in a thunderous crash. Dust and debris surged through the streets, bing everything in a choking cloud.