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Chapter 735 Six Months Later

In the midst of its rapid development, more than half a year has passed without us even realizing it.

In the past six months, the demons have not launched a single decent counterattack.

This should have been a good thing, but Han Niba's brows never relaxed as he looked at the ever-expanding blue area on the Kona satellite battle line map.

Because the demons are too quiet.

From the moment the Great Xia established itself on the Kona satellite, the Demon race seemed to suddenly lose its desire to attack and completely gave up.

Apart from routine grain deliveries—which consisted of small-scale harassment and probing attacks—there were no large-scale assaults that could threaten the outposts.

The unmanned vehicles of the Great Xia pushed forward, and they retreated.

The robot army pressed into the rift valley, and they retreated.

Even when several underground lairs that were originally considered the core defense line were cleared away layer by layer by heavy bunker-buster missiles and thermobaric bombs, the high-level demon units did not hold out to the end.

They seemed to be admitting defeat.

But Han Niba didn't believe it.

Inside the Tian Shu Command Center, a huge holographic battlefield map hangs in mid-air, with the surface of Kona satellite divided into large areas of different colors.

Blue represents the area actually controlled by the Great Xia.

Yellow indicates an unmanned reconnaissance zone.

The black and red areas represent the regions still occupied by the demons.

Compared to the landing site six months ago, where it could only guard the teleportation gate and be ready to detonate antimatter bombs at any time, the Great Xia outpost base has now expanded outward by nearly 300 kilometers.

This is a vast area with a diameter of over 600 kilometers.

Lin Mo stood before the battlefield map, watching the black and red areas being gradually eroded away, and whispered:

"They've been unbelievably well-behaved for the past six months."

Han Niba stood with his hands behind his back, the scar on his face appearing even more hard and cold under the screen light.

"Yeah, I wonder what kind of mischief they're up to."

"I absolutely do not believe that they have given up resisting."

As he spoke, he reached out and tapped on an image of a rift valley.

In the scene, hordes of low-level demons were pinned under the rock by unmanned artillery until the entire lair was blown up and sealed off, and no high-level demons showed up to provide support.

"Demons are not a race that fears death."

"They can accept casualties, but they will not give up their territory for no reason, unless those positions are no longer important to them."

Lin Mo looked at him and said:

"You suspect they have some kind of scheme?"

"I have no doubt." Han Niba looked at the black and red area and said coldly:

"I'm sure!"

In the past six months, Daxia has indeed developed too fast, so fast that many people have almost forgotten to catch their breath.

The apocalypse on Earth did not stop, nor did the threat of the demon race disappear.

However, driven by the combined forces of Kona civilization's technological data, Terra resources, and Great Xia's wartime industrial system, Great Xia, like a machine pushed to its limits, has achieved a speed that was previously unimaginable.

All the small, all-purpose factories in the thirty-six underground cities have been completed and put into operation, and their daily output ensures that all the people of Great Xia no longer have to worry about daily necessities.

Everyone engaged in creative work that machines could not replace.

The heavy engineering robot production line has expanded four times and has been put into major construction projects.

What reassured the military most was that they no longer had to meticulously count their antimatter bomb inventory like before.

Qian Zhenhua pushed open the conference room door, followed by several heads of the energy and military industries groups.

As soon as the gray-haired academician entered the room, he projected a latest production capacity report onto the main screen.

"The antimatter war stockpile completed the packaging of its thirtieth antimatter warhead early this morning."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo's eyes lit up.

"That's so many!"

Even though he already knew that production capacity was increasing, he was still shocked when he heard the number "thirty".

Six months ago, when Daxia only had one or two antimatter bombs, everyone treated them like precious treasures.

That thing is both a trump card and a destiny.

No one would use it unless absolutely necessary.

But now, Great Xia has thirty!

Such a change in quantity has also led to a change in strategic mindset.

It used to be "you could only blast it once", now it's unlimited!

Qian Zhenhua adjusted his old-fashioned black-rimmed glasses and said:

"Relying on newly built and expanded fusion power plants, the antimatter refining line has been upgraded from the experimental level to the combat readiness level."

"Under normal circumstances, without affecting the underground city's civilian energy supply or crowding out industrial production, an antimatter bomb can be packaged in a week."

"If we enter a state of extreme wartime, suspend some civilian supplies, and reduce non-core industrial electricity use, along with the energy blocks, we can produce one every three days!"

He paused for a moment, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"And that's not even the limit."

"After the five large-scale fusion power plants are connected to the grid, the production capacity can be further increased."

Han Niba opened the inventory distribution map.

Thirty antimatter bombs were divided into three parts and marked in different war zones.

Kona satellites, fifteen in total.

Ten from Earth's home planet.

Terra, five.

Lin Mo looked at the five markers in the direction of Terra, and he knew about it.

The continent of Terra was invaded by the demon race, and they still control the spatial coordinates.

It is normal and necessary to place five missiles around the Great Xia territory in Terra for deterrence and self-protection, in order to ensure the safety of the territory.

Of the fifteen missiles on the Kona satellite, one needs to be placed in each region as the territory expands, to deter demon-level beings.

As long as a demon-level unit dares to force its way through the enemy lines, the frontline commander does not need to ask for permission from all levels; the explosion can be detonated as long as the conditions are met.

Before a demon god, hesitation will lead to total defeat.

Lin Mo exhaled and his gaze fell on the model of the Kona satellite base.

Now, six months later, the main construction of the Kona base has been completed.

In the live footage from the Kona satellite outpost, a steel fortress lay flat on the desolate, gray-black land.

A hemispherical fortress, several kilometers in diameter, is located in the center of the base.

Around it, there are various unmanned equipment and hidden missile silos, in an astonishing number.

A few kilometers away, there is a 20-meter-high steel wall that surrounds the entire base in a ring.

The top is filled with a dense array of futuristic weapons, including automated turrets, electromagnetic railguns, laser cannons, and drone hives.

Above the base's dome, a tall tower pierces the dark sky.

That's a quantum communication tower.

As long as it exists, Daxia can reliably control the unmanned army on the Kona satellite through the teleportation portal and quantum communication link.

Inside the city walls, heavy engineering robots are working in an orderly manner.

Their movements are steady and efficient, with multiple robotic arms working together to lift warehouses, maintenance centers, energy stations, and barracks from the ground.

Lin Mo even saw a completed, semi-enclosed dock on the east side of the base.

He paused for a moment.

"A shipyard has been built on the Kona satellite?"