Armor-Piercing Munition: Face Me, Carbon-Based Monster! Chapter 230 - 92: Roll Over Here Yourself!

Has Jinling been taken down?

No.

But the Huaxia Army did enter Jinling City with the posture of victors.

In a word, as if it was already conquered.

Chen Jian realized that in this post-apocalyptic wasteland, expanding one’s power might not necessarily require clashing with old forces; sotis, making an example works just as well.

Just look now, after crushing the army of Huadu in an instant, have the people from the chanical God Sect and the Holy Blood Temple not beco much more obedient?

Though it wasn’t to the extent of lining up to welco them with clean water and flowers, they indeed had a smooth journey, with every Guard Brigade soldier in the city saluting Chen Jian’s 8-mber squad with their upheld etiquette.

Compared to the decay of those high-ups, these frontline fighters clearly understood more about gratitude.

When the 8 of them crossed the gate of Jinling City’s walls and entered the inner city, the civilians who were initially panicked, anxious, and fearful finally let down their guard.

All along the street, people knelt, their eyes all fixated on Chen Jian and his group.

Initially, Chen Jian thought these civilians were sensible enough to know who saved them.

But he quickly realized the truth.

They were kneeling not to the people, but to the cha suits they wore!

The "sculpture" on Jinling City Main Street was identical to the Nezha exoskeletons that Chen Jian’s group wore, and the residents had seen it for decades. How could they not kneel when they saw a "sculpture" co to life?

Damn!

Are we inadvertently helping the chanical God Sect?

Don’t let these people think it’s their "Saint" who brought a true god?

Chen Jian dared not delay and quickly ordered over the radio:

"Quickly raise our flag! Tell them we’re the Huaxia Army, not the chanical God Sect!"

"Understood!"

Lei Jie replied imdiately but then asked:

"Raise the red flag or the military flag?"

"Start with the military flag! With just a handful of us, do we have the right to raise the red flag?"

"Got it!"

Lei Jie waved his hand, and the well-preserved military flag painstakingly retrieved from 011 was unfurled.

The flag flew high on the 30A tank, and the residents of Jinling City who witnessed this all bowed low to salute.

But what happened next left Chen Jian completely bewildered.

Soone on the street suddenly shouted.

"Supre Saint Eight One above! Glory to Eight One Supre!"

Suddenly, a roaring tide followed.

"Blessings from Eight One’s compassion!"

"Eight One Supre! Bestow your blessings upon the people!"

"Thank you, Eight One Supre, for granting us mortal life, protecting us from heretical harm!"

"Thank you, Eight One Supre, for saving from disaster and confusion!"

...

Chen Jian was utterly dumbfounded.

He looked back at the military flag, the large "Eight One" characters shining brightly.

Damn!

What kind of mix-up is this?!

Do these people really believe we’re the "true gods"??

He then looked at Jin Zhong, who was leading the way, and the latter, upon seeing the flag raised, had a mind like thunder and lightning.

To him, it seed like everything made sense.

No wonder the giant elephants that the Trinity Supre couldn’t drive, you could. No wonder the flying weapons the Trinity Supre didn’t have, you possessed. No wonder the technologies the chanical God Sect didn’t know, you mastered with ease...

The saints believe in the Trinity, but you believe in Eight One!

Perhaps, you are the "Supre God"!

Jin Zhong’s gaze shifted from shock to reverence, and he even felt a compelling urge to kneel.

Seeing his expression, Chen Jian realized that this matter was not going to be easily explained.

Just then, the receptionists dispatched by the chanical God Sect finally arrived. Upon seeing Chen Jian leading the "cha army" and the flags they raised, their expressions shifted instantly from gloom and worry to ecstatic joy.

Allies!

The visitors rushed forward with overwhelming enthusiasm, greeting them in a way Chen Jian had never anticipated.

Amidst wave after wave of cheers, the receptionists escorted the squad and their unmanned combat group to the core area of the inner ring and, after countless expressions of gratitude for the "redemption of Supre Saint Eight One", temporarily accommodated them in an excessively luxurious and spacious estate.

"The Saint is bathing; after completing the ceremonies, he will co here to et you."

"If you need anything, you can call on at any ti."

"In the na of the Holy Trinity, perhaps we are brothers."

"Please do not feel restrained; the land of the Holy Trinity is also the paradise of Supre Saint Eight One."

The receptionists’ series of bewildering statents left Chen Jian at a loss for words, unable to refute them montarily, letting them say what they may.

When the receptionists finally left, Jin Zhong, who had hesitated for a long ti before gathering the courage, asked:

"Are you also followers of the God of All chanisms?"

"The Eight One you worship... is it the sa machine god as the Trinity Supre?"

"....."

Chen Jian and his group were speechless.

After a few seconds of silence, he replied:

"Our Eight One has nothing to do with your Trinity."

"I’ve already said that the Trinity Supre doesn’t exist; there is no such god in the world."

"Are you saying that what we believe in is a false god?"

Jin Zhong’s tone was slightly surprised, but not as angry as Chen Jian expected.

On the contrary, he seed quite calm.

---- But in a way, after witnessing the battle thods of the Huaxia Army led by Chen Jian, no matter how deeply entrenched his religious beliefs were, they must have been sowhat shaken.