Chapter Forty-One: The Spear and the Shield

The importance of radar was recognized domestically long ago. After the founding of the nation, they began to grope their way forward by repairing and reassembling old radar sets.

With the support of friendly neighboring nations, radar projects accounted for seven of the more than 100 aid programs, allowing the country to establish radar production bases and build new factories for radar and fire-control systems. They successfully reverse-engineered early-warning, gun-laying, naval, airborne, indicator, guidance, and terminal-homing radars.

"The radar currently in use domestically was primarily developed in '53..."

In his view, whether it was Ling Xiao, Xiao Qiqi, or Lin Feiyang, all had unleashed their most powerful attacks.

Daru jumped off the Thunder Beast, drenched in sweat, only to suddenly discover that the shoe on his left foot was gone; he had no idea which enthusiastic lady had snatched it away.

"Sigh, you Han family folk—it’s not that I, an old man, want to lecture you, but you need to be more careful from now on. Look at how the two children have ended up; how are you taking care of them!" Old Man Li said with a stern face.

If there had been a mirror in front of him at that moment, and he had looked up, he would surely have been stunned by the intense emotion deep within his own eyes.

Although she had mentally prepared herself, now that the moment had arrived, she still felt a sense of discomfort in her heart.

As an Ultra Warrior, X has a high resistance to extreme heat. Even the Meltdown Beam from Demaga back then only caused Daichi Ozora to frantically pat his chest in fear, only to realize later that it had been a false alarm.

The green-glowing shells struck the Fake Ultraman X, and the fierce barrage forced it to cover its hit arm. The Fake Ultraman X turned around, intending to attack the Land-based Musky, but was struck in the back by a palm from Demaga-Gomora.

The energy sphere didn't look large in his hand, but when it slammed into Kang Mang'ang, it felt as massive as a giant water vat.

If the opponent were to successfully escape, this battle would be considered a failure. Even if they could defeat the opponent next time, the battle would inevitably bring about heavy losses.

Kang Mang'ang's Venerable rushed forward with a blade, only to collide with Locke's domain and be flipped over. It was then that he realized Locke had changed his strategy toward him.

Within the palace of the Wucheng Kingdom, the King remained skeptical of the news brought back by Li Yunmu. With Peng Mo being so isolated and weak, how could he possibly have resisted the hundred or so elite imperial guards he had dispatched?

Mo Zili caught sight of that fading green light amidst the towering inferno and his expression turned severe. He immediately summoned the Flowing Trace Sword and, amidst the gasps of the crowd, flew his blade into the magma, scooping the person up onto the sword and bringing them out in the blink of an eye.

Gu Anning still decided to visit the bar more often; perhaps she would see him again. However, she had gone so many times and only saw him that one evening; he clearly did not frequent the bar often.

"Hey, none of you managed to hand your wills to the quartermaster, did you?" the cowboy Oakley suddenly asked, as if recalling something.

"You're actually serious?" At this, the Colorful Frog leaped three feet high, bursting out from the soil. Its fat head darted forward as it scrambled to run! But with all that blubber, how could it outrun the agile giant snake?

"Fine, Cheng Biguang. I intended to save your life, but since you are so ungrateful, don't blame me for being unkind," Chen Ning thought to himself, filled with irritation.

"I don't like the way you smile; every time you smile like that, nothing good ever happens." Xiao Menglou offered a slight, bitter smile and walked helplessly in front of her.

Fang Jiuling’s lithe body pressed tightly against Cui Feng. Seeing that Cui Feng was about to unleash his spiritual power, she threw herself onto him without a second thought. She succeeded in stopping him, but she inevitably collapsed on top of Cui Feng, pinning him down firmly.

The Ming King is a cautionary tale. King Zhuang kidnapped Peng Hao; if Peng Mo had the ability to rescue someone from the dungeon, he certainly had the ability to poison King Zhuang.