───「 Human POV 」───
"Execute smoke screen protocol!" Commander Sato barked into his comm. The rocket artillery units responded instantly, switching to their specialized D81 rounds. Hundreds of rockets screamed through the supersonic barrier, detonating against Godzilla's face in a synchronized barrage.
The D81 smoke rounds were humanity's latest achievement in battlefield obscurement. Each shell could create a smoke screen thirty by forty meters wide, with an unprecedented three-minute duration. The tactical advantage was clear—if they could just maintain the beast's disorientation long enough.
"Switch to HE rounds!" Lieutenant Chen ordered, coordinating the second phase. Multiple batteries unleashed their high-explosive payloads into the smoke-filled zone where their target lurked.
Colonel Richards studied the satellite feed. "It's working. Use the remaining units to direct its movement. We need to funnel it toward the designated zone."
The price was steep. Transport planes sacrificed themselves as bait, drawing the creature's attention while the smoke screen tactics subtly adjusted its path. One by one, brave pilots gave their lives to ensure Godzilla followed their carefully planned route.
───「 GODZILLA POV 」───
The irritating smoke clouded its senses, an annoyance these humans seemed fond of employing. Their primitive explosives were barely worth acknowledging, but their persistence was... noteworthy. Something about their pattern felt deliberate, coordinated.
These tiny creatures had reduced to perhaps one-sixth of their original numbers since the operation began. Their defeat was inevitable, yet they continued to resist with surprising tactical cohesion.
───「 Human POV 」───
"Target has reached the third sniper point!" The tactical officer's voice cracked with tension. "Initiating final phase!"
Aircraft carriers positioned hundreds of kilometers away launched their squadrons. The remaining rocket batteries deployed an even denser smoke screen, while bombers and fighters executed their attack runs with precision.
"Full power! Everything we've got!" General Morrison commanded. The entire battlefield erupted in a symphony of destruction, avalanches cascading down the already devastated mountainsides.
───「 GODZILLA POV 」───
Something was wrong. The humans' pattern had shifted again. Their transport planes swarmed forward like insects, yet... there. Hidden units attempting to slip through the mountain gorges. A trap? Or merely bait?
The last time, a simple breath attack had eliminated everything. But in this terrain, among these mountains, such tactics might prove less effective. The humans were learning, adapting. Perhaps they deserved a demonstration of true power.
───「 Human POV 」───
"Energy signature detected! It's charging its—" The tactical officer froze. "Wait... it's jumping!"
"Impossible!" Someone shouted as Godzilla launched itself skyward, reaching the height of the mountain peaks.
───「 GODZILLA POV 」───
From this height, everything became clear. The smoke dissipated beneath its charged breath, creating an artificial sun in the darkness. The beam swept across the battlefield, vaporizing sixty to seventy percent of their remaining forces. The transport planes, their supposed trap, evaporated instantly.
Landing atop a mountain peak, its weight sent avalanches of snow cascading downward. The humans' final defensive line had crumbled before they could even spring their trap.
───「 Human POV 」───
In the command center, deadly silence fell. "Remaining units?" General Morrison asked quietly.
"Two positions, sir." The response came barely above a whisper.
"Operation failed," Morrison concluded, staring at the tactical display. "We forgot one crucial detail—in the sky, there are no mountains to hide behind."