Godzilla opens its mouth, and a searing purple beam sweeps across the mountains ahead, causing the ridges to shatter like fragile glass.
It doesn't merely target the human forces—it devastates the landscape itself, unleashing destruction upon mountains that would otherwise stand untouched.
But there is a reason for this.
Beyond those mountains lies the true core of the human operation.
Through human radar signatures, Godzilla perceives what lurks behind the ridges—mobile command bases nestled deep within the valleys. These are no mere outposts; they are massive, fortified, mobile fortresses. Hidden behind the thickest mountain ridges, they are distinguishable from the disposable unmanned vehicles deployed as cannon fodder.
Destroying these bases is key. Wiping out expendable machines means nothing; true devastation lies in eliminating the core of human resistance.
Sizzle—!!!
From Godzilla's maw, the purple beams continuously hammer the ridges and valleys where the enemy lies entrenched.
Each time the beam connects with a mountain, the rock face erupts violently, spewing forth molten lava as if birthing a second sun. Tens of thousands of tons of searing magma rain from the sky, yet Godzilla continues its assault unfazed, bathed in its own fiery storm.
Sweeping across a jagged peak, the concentrated plasma beam carves through the mountain with surgical precision, slicing it in half—along with the combat vehicles concealed behind it.
A mountain, towering hundreds of meters tall, is sundered at its heart, its severed peak blasted thousands of kilometers away. Upon impact, it forms a colossal crater, a scar upon the earth.
The sky, now dyed crimson, is filled with rock vapor and molten debris, shredding the drones that dared to swarm Godzilla. They fall like burning embers from the heavens, turning the battlefield into the most devastating meteor shower in history.
Sizzle—
The onslaught continues.
Eight kilometers away, fifty heavy tanks equipped with electromagnetic cannons fire from the ridges. In response, a single breath from Godzilla melts both the tanks and the mountain, launching the wreckage skyward in a fiery cascade.
Thirty kilometers away, personnel within seven mobile command bases operate long-range artillery, bombarding Godzilla's back with scatter grenades. But it is futile.
A sweeping breath engulfs the entire range, melting the mountains and vaporizing the bases in an instant. The plasma sublimates everything in its wake, turning the mountainside to glass, unleashing a fireball that outshines the sun.
BOOM—
The shockwave erupts outward, but before it can spread far, seven more beams rain down from Godzilla's jaws, annihilating seven additional peaks and the forces hidden behind them. Seven new suns ignite upon the battlefield.
Mountains, once four to five hundred meters tall and nearly a kilometer wide, are pierced effortlessly. The explosions send burning forests hurtling skyward, the shockwaves ripping through the land.
The once-blue sky is now a deep, fiery red, visible for hundreds of kilometers. The sheer scale of the destruction is surreal.
Even from twenty kilometers away, the battle rages on. Tanks continue firing rockets in vain, only to receive another devastating response. A single breath slices through a kilometer-long mountain range, cleaving it in two, obliterating all that lay behind it.
The sheer heat has turned the atmosphere into a furnace. The lake where Godzilla once swam now boils. In the distance, forests combust into charcoal, and unexploded ordnance from downed drones detonates anew.
The sounds of destruction are deafening—mountains collapsing, lava pounding against the earth, explosions echoing through the land.
Dozens, no, hundreds of ridges are shattered, melted, or obliterated. Fireballs rise at each impact site, turning ruptured earth to glass. The sky is no longer a sky—it is a blood-red inferno, streaked with molten rock raining down like an apocalyptic storm.
Each strike claims lives.
Each strike erases war machines.
The earth is ruined, the heavens scorched crimson.
This is Godzilla.
The King of Destruction.
And today, the entire Far East bears witness to its wrath.
Ten, twenty, no—thirty false suns rise over the island nation. The true sun sets, but it is replaced by mushroom clouds towering over ten kilometers high, blanketing the sky in darkness.
Beneath these looming clouds, Godzilla strides forward, having obliterated all in its path.
It surveys the devastation and roars to the heavens.
ROAAARRR—!!!
The sound reverberates through the ruined mountains, a declaration of absolute dominance.
The God of Destruction.
In the Osaka Far East Command Headquarters, military officers from across the world watch in stunned silence. Godzilla, standing amidst the remnants of annihilation, fills them with an emotion they cannot fully grasp.
Is it fear? No.
Is it despair? Not quite.
Awe? Perhaps. Reverence? Closer still.
A ludicrous thought emerges—an instinctive urge to kneel before it.
The officers recoil at their own absurdity. They should be mourning their fallen comrades, not contemplating worship of this beast.
But Godzilla is no mere beast.
As if sensing their thoughts, Commander-in-Chief Hirozo Sato surveys the room and speaks, his voice laced with dry amusement.
"Gentlemen, do not be ashamed. It is human nature to kneel in prayer before forces beyond comprehension. Love, compassion, and nature itself—these are things we instinctively revere."
He pauses, glancing back at the destruction unfolding on the screens before them.
"Godzilla lacks love and compassion. But it is, without question, the ultimate force of nature."
A grim chuckle escapes his lips.
"And now, we—nature's own offspring—find ourselves locked in battle with its greatest masterpiece."
His expression hardens.
"But admiration alone won't win this war. Godzilla has spent enormous energy. Now is the time to act."
His gaze sweeps across the room, steel in his voice.
"This is the turning point. The success or failure of our operation against Godzilla hinges on what we do next."
He takes a deep breath.
"The Nagoya-Osaka Operation begins now."