The Conspiracy of the Elites

Chapter 412: allout invasion

All across Vatican City, a great mobilization of soldiers began. During a period of war like this, Corporal Cinnabar automatically got an increase in authority, granting him the ability to give much more directed orders.

Without even hesitating, as soon as he got the information about the major invasion, he mobilized all the Vatican elite battalions.

The Black Dragon military division and all the others under the orders of Vatican City responded to the summons.

At the same time that they moved, the always closed military vaults of the city were opened for the first time in years.

18 Helicopters and 8 Fighter Jets accompanied by tons of other war weapons came out of the military vaults. The trained soldiers manned these weapons of war, and in moments they took off.

Just a few minutes after they left, they clashed with the air force of the Mocan republic who were already anticipating their arrival.

Boom! Boom!

Energy shots were rapidly exchanged in mid-air, while both air operators activated the energy shields of their vessels to weather the damage that followed.

Seeing this development, the originally docile Fighter jets of the Mocan republic finally took action. Like streaks of lightning in the sky, they sped through the air as they finally started dropping their loads.

In a battle of such epic proportions, whichever side had the air supremacy was one step ahead and closer to victory.

Machine gunshots started battering the streets of Vatican City like drizzling snow in winter, bombs dropped occasionally, causing terrible problems to the field soldiers who were being mobilized on the ground.

In retaliation to this, the Vatican City jets split into 2.

A part of them rapidly sped out of the city into the nearby forest to cause problems for the enemy base, while the rest stayed behind to intercept the enemy jets running rampant in the city.

From the helicopters, soldiers armed to the teeth with exotic machine guns operated the machines as they battered down at the opposing forces.

Along the streets, soldiers already filled everywhere, moving on foot, driving exotic bikes, exotic vehicles, artillery vehicles, and others piloting heavy vehicles with exotic grenade launchers attached to them.

The Mocan soldiers were not flustered despite this seamless reaction to their attack. They retaliated tooth for tooth, matching the citys counterattack with even heavier attacks of their own.

In minutes, the terrain of the battlefield in the city was already being destroyed and changed.

Under the urging from the superiors of the Dragon military division, the soldiers fought and pushed hard to fulfill the goal of driving the enemies from the inside of their city.

This was the main part of the retaliation plan, but it was proving to be difficult as the Mocan army was a tough nut to crack.

This was not a problem though; it was already confirmed that the highest-ranked soldier on the enemy side was a 2nd rank high-grade soldier.

At this moment in time, Clark already confirmed that the assassination actions from the Persian tigers organization being timed so impeccably was aimed at drawing him out of his city to leave it defenseless.

He shuddered thinking of how he almost fell for the ploy, but that was already in the past. Right now, he was ready for battle.

Seeing the stalemate of the battlefield, he finally rushed out to join. His cars exhausts blazed with blue fire as it propelled the car at almost supersonic Newtons of force to rapidly speed forward.

As soon as he arrived at the heart of the battlefield, chaos was unleashed.

Boom! Boom!

The canons of the exotic car announced the arrival of its master as they shot out 2 red beams of death, immediately breaching through a part of the bulwark defense formation set by the Mocan soldiers.

Before the Mocan soldiers could react properly to this new emergence, Clark rolled out of his car mid-motion with his custom-made exotic spear already with him.

Without hesitation, he activated his battle art.

With one hand holding his spear, while the other held his 2-form gun, he decided on Joshs battle style as he tore through the ranks of the Mocan soldier like a hot knife cutting through butter.

Tu! Tu! Tu! Tu!

His hands vibrated as his powerful 2-form gun rapidly shot bullet after bullet in its machine gun confirmation. Still in this process, his right hand did not rest as he dissected opponent after opponent with his sword.

The Mocan soldiers tried to contain him, but a soldier of his caliber was just too much for them.

Clearly, they already knew of his identity as no high-grade Mocan soldier dared come out to confront him. What they relied on was their heavy machinery.

Yes, some of the heavy machines could threaten Clark, but they were worth as much as fart if they couldnt even lock on to his swift figure in the first place.

On the battlefield, he was like the flash.

He spread death like a plague. The Mocan soldiers were numerous and professional, but having such an anomaly repeatedly slice through their ranks and kill their allies was not a pleasant encounter.

After some time, an order was given, and one of the Fighter Jets locked on to this Vatican anomaly.

Immediately as he was locked on, Clarks implant alerted him.

Boom!

He dodged, rolling and moving with the wind as he dodged all the aftershocks of the powerful shot without suffering much of an injury.

Like a ghost, the extremely fast fighter jet did not relent as it haunted and pursued after him, trying all its best to isolate him from the battlefield.

Despite feeling the urge to crush the pilots head immediately, Clark was calm as he dodged left and right. He didnt order one of the Vatican fighter jets to intercept it, he had his plan.

Dodging another line of concentrated machine-gun fire, as the Fighter jet was about to propel itself back into the skies, he quickly turned back.

As he turned, he threw his 2-form gun up as his hand drew out his exotic ax at the same time. Without hesitation, he aimed and threw it with all the strength that he could muster in one blow.

The exotic ax flew as fast as a bullet, then it hit its target.

Boom!

A portion of the Fighter jet exploded from the enormous kinetic force and the energy force field surrounding the axs blade, but it did not crash immediately.

The pilot tried to take it to safety by activating its emergency measures, but the ax embedded in it suddenly pulled back under Clarks orders.

In this process, it tore the main engine apart.

The energy supply to the weapons and flight systems was cut off immediately, then the Fighter jet started spinning at extreme speeds before crashing down with force.

In moments, it exploded again and everything was destroyed.

Seeing such a fearsome display of power, the Mocan soldiers finally decided to be prudent and to retreat a bit to the border of the city to form a proper bulwark defense in preparation for an artillery battle.

This was exactly in line with Clarks plan.

As soon as they crossed the borderline, the main defense measures of the city finally got activated. The enormous, thick, and heavy defense wall erected itself in seconds, forming a sturdy blockade.

The Mocan soldiers tried to react to this development, but they were completely cut off from the city when the Dome Energy Sheild was raised.

Vatican City finally had a moment of respite to organize their forces, then they counterattacked with force.

The war continued, it just turned from an all-out invasion from the enemies into a fierce siege battle.