Supplement, destruction;
Supplement again, destruction again;
The confrontation between the Floating and the Type 3 Incendiary Shotgun Rocket is monotonous, rigid, mechanical, lacking passion and beauty. Regardless of how intense the explosions and lightning strikes are, how tragically beautiful the burning wreckage might look as it streaks across the sky, this battlefield remains incapable of conveying any temperature above freezing. In this arena filled with the stench of death and burning metal, any emotional element is utterly refused, where only calculations and objectives hold meaning in this void, desolate sky.
Break through the defense line;
Maintain the defense line;
To achieve their respective goals, the rockets and Floating won't budge an inch, rushing relentlessly into the whirlpool of destruction.