At the same time, as missiles roared across the sky, guided by satellites, they plummeted towards their original users from above.

On the ground at this moment, not only the two observation cars coming to check the battle results in the distance, but also further out on the snowy plains, wild bandits moving with excitement for the high rewards, or those quietly following behind to pick up scraps and take advantage, as well as the teams from Echo, New Era, Sky City, and the Northern Realm... all received substantial rewards and bonuses.

It was like kindergartners' gentle aunties taking out candy baskets.

One piece for each person, everyone gets one, children line up properly, no shoving!

And at this moment, upon looking up at the fireworks descending from the sky, who knows how many faces changed dramatically, cursing angrily.

"Damn you, Northern Realm! I told you, damn it, you can't use these things, and you're really just ignoring everything, aren't you?!"

The only ones who could organize such a big scene in Huang Province, apart from that bunch of lunatics from the Northern Realm, who else could it be?!

In an instant, blazing flames and storms continuously rose from the ground, and the aurora dancing across the dim sky was tinged with crimson.

Eventually, outside the bustling rally race opening ceremony in Black River City, the area plunged into chaos, with piercing air raid alarms and scattered crowds.

And a crooked missile leisurely flew in from afar, with the distance creating gloomy faces, exploding thunderously amid the wilderness.

Scattering fierce flames and potent poison, it brought greetings from afar.

At the same time, it kicked the Northern Realm into a muddy pit, awaiting inquiries from all directions...

And from a higher vantage point, beyond the higher heavens, in the vacuum of space, satellites imperceptibly adjusted their angles, coldly gazing down.

Behind the invisible data chain, an unseen hand extended, easily manipulating all this across a vast distance, and then, like a phantom, disappeared amidst countless signals and noise.

The moment Ji Jue noticed the satellite signal locator on the opponent's vehicle, everything at this moment was destined.

Just as An Ning had wondered, indeed, Mechanical Descent couldn't interfere with missiles from such a great distance, but from the start, the positioning information received by the missiles was false!

Long before that, the Hand of Isis had already infiltrated the launch camp along with the satellite signal, silently taking control of everything.

After all, even Ji Jue himself hadn't anticipated that, with just a tentative inquiry about any high-end navigation, Lv Yingyue would casually pull out a satellite operation authorization for a Hai Province garrison base from her pocket, along with the mobilization permit for the largest supercomputer center in Tide City of Hai Province.

She simply said a brief phrase about not getting caught, then tossed this deadly gadget into Ji Jue's hands to play with as he wished.

Her nonchalant demeanor was truly unfathomable as to where her confidence lay.

However, as Teacher Ye Xian put it: "Lv Yingyue has always been like this. As a collaborator, she's remarkably reliable and steady, but outside of their vested interests, it's challenging to find even the slightest redeeming quality in her; and if there is, it's merely a façade she presents."

If there was any humanity in her earlier years, now she has entirely embraced Tian Yuan, becoming an unequivocal creature of power, with the only resemblance to carbon-based humans being her appearance.

For Ji Jue, as expendable pawn, it makes no difference whether the higher-ups are benevolent or cruel. At the very least, as long as they pay sufficiently, approve promptly, and are willing to take the blame, they surpass the vast majority of leaders in the world.

At this moment, as the blazing lights flickered across the distant snowy plains, Ji Jue raised his hand, pointing at the two observation cars in the distance attempting to flee in panic under missile targeting.

"The rest is up to you."

He downed the tea remaining in his cup with one gulp, hopped off the engine cover, and headed toward the driver's cabin:

"The fireworks show is over, time to get to work."

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"Holy sh—"

At this moment, in a sheltered spot on the snowy plains, the navigator Shi Ran of the Chong Hui team who had just been swinging an iron shovel to dig out a car, looked up, staring at the distant fire lights, struck dumb.

Even the driver next to him, taking a cigarette break, was stunned, poking his head out: "Are we getting this aggressive this year? How are there even missiles involved?"

Shi Ran remained silent, his expression gloomy.

Soon, the satellite phone rang, and a familiar voice came from the other end.

Instructions were given.

"Shi Ran, withdraw from the race."

"Withdraw from the race?" Shi Ran frowned: "Now? It's just started."

"It's no longer a game now."

The person on the other end sighed: "Remember the things I told you about last time... everyone has upped the stakes, and this Desert Sea rally race has already become one of the gambling tables."

Now, the four groups are going crazy, putting their channels and positions on the line, betting against the Tide City side to decide the outcome.

At this critical juncture, we can't get involved, and if you remain in the race, those guys will definitely try to drag you in!"

He paused for a moment, solemnly reminding: "Yunzhou doesn't take sides, remember?"

Yunzhou obeys the arrangements from Central City, supporting whichever side rules Central City.

In this crucial moment, we must not get entangled in this storm.

It can be foreseen that the route of the future Desert Sea rally race will become a grinding machine, and if there is any mishap, even with Shi Ran's identity, it's hard to guarantee his safety.

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