The piercing whistle of the shells tearing through the night sky had not yet dissipated when another mortar shell crashed into the central area of the joint frontline command post.
"Boom——"
Thorium-232 powder transformed into a pale blue cloud at the moment of explosion, spreading with the shock wave.
In fact, as the unlucky technician was swept away by the shock wave, the specially formulated shell had already completed its primary task—electromagnetic interference.
Jiang Feng crouched on a sand dune 400 meters away from the camp, watching clearly through his Night Vision Goggles as the blue cloud engulfed the entire command post.
He pressed the communicator: "First round of shelling hit the target, waiting for thorium dust to disperse, continue the bombardment."
"Roger that, continue suppression."
The calm voice of the artillery squad leader responded in his earpiece.
He turned and gestured, and the gunner beside him immediately loaded the third shell.
