The fire rain flying all over the sky is like a river of stars falling in the sky.
The rainwater on the ground is evaporated, the steel is melted, and the ground is scorched black.
No living creature could survive the deadly heat.
Even if it is red soil.
That's more direct damage than radioactive dust.
Looking at the burning land in front, Woolf, the commander of the 36000th People's Team, narrowed his eyes slightly, and involuntarily raised a smile on his mouth, but quickly closed it again.
Even if he had no doubt that the Southern Army would win the final victory, it was hard to see the battle in front of him