The Divine Finalisation [Complete]

Chapter 43 Helen and Melchior Plan Their Move.

Helen and Melchior were overlooking the Martian Dominion military camp in the Divine Dimension.  It was 1.5 hours more for the Xenos to arrive at Ultima Zetani, and the battle preparations were in full swing. There was a ring of ruckus, 2000 soldiers encircling the entire base. Most of the Zetan elite soldiers were gathered as one unit in front of the main fortress’ gate where the Xenos were expected to hit the hardest, but there was also a Zetan presence in the dispersed individual formations guarding the fortress.  To be able to fight the Xenos, the individual warriors were wielding thick armour, almost indestructible and lightweight nanotechnology fibreglass shields, and weapons that were either plasma swords or plasma spears.

Behind the individual melee formation, there were elevated Martian troops led by the cunning Melchior with 20 mm autocannons, laser rifles, rocket launcher and grenade launchers.  In the centre of the base, there were large numbers of howitzers preparing to drop their shells on the Xenos from afar. Finally hovering over the base, there were hundreds of attack Martian aircraft prepared to wreak havoc on the Xenos from above.

Helen:

-          Impressive fortifications. The Xenos must be foolish to attack such as an impenetrable fortress with such an impressive army. Unless of course, they have trump on hand.

Melchior:

-          Yes, they would indeed. I am curious about the time of their attack. I thought they would wait a bit longer?

Helen:

-          I thought so too, but then I found out that Odin sent his children to forge a secret alliance with the Terran Council. Such an association would make things… unpredictable.

Melchior:

-          Damn him! I know I couldn’t trust him.

Helen:

-          I am sure he feels the same about you.

Melchior:

-          I am sure he does.

-          The Xenos are within range for our artillery now. How do I make our artillery miss them without it looking suspicious?

Helen:

-          You don’t. Fire at the Xenos. Make it look normal. The Xenos are a lot sturdier than Martian humans, so while direct hits will kill some of them, the shrapnel and the shockwaves won’t impede the others.

Melchior:

-          As you wish, my beautiful queen!

Helen:

-          As I wish, my mighty king. Gather your inner circle. We will make our real move in an hour.