“I have to first ask,” he came closer, stopped in front of the drawing and looked in awe towards it. I could get what he was feeling, as this was exactly what I was feeling hours ago.

“What question?” Isac spoke as she felt she was meant by Garry’s words.

“How can we tell a key point from a normal tower?” Garry motioned towards the drawing before adding, “in my eyes, they are all the same. And I believe the ones fighting out there won’t feel any difference.”

“There is something well known for any key point in any defensive design,” Isac paused as she attracted all of our attention before adding, “the ones who hold the key to the entire structure will be heavily defended by the enemy.”

Her words landed and I frowned. What she said was true to some extent. The enemy wasn’t like us. They must be already aware of the presence of these key points.

So when my forces would target these towers, the enemy would show changes and move out to strengthen the defences around these places.

That was a simple way to detect these key points. “But what if the enemy tried to play smart and nasty, moving around to fortify false towers?” Garry asked the same question I had in mind.

“That would be perfect,” she laughed before adding, “if they didn’t guard the key points, then we can make sure the probing attacks are enough to demolish these towers.”

She didn’t explain more and I already got a clue about what she meant by this.

If the enemy tried to act smart, then if we applied enough force to destroy the ones we were probing, the enemy would lose many key points.

p anda nOvel.cO,m “Besides,” as she watched the expression over my face and other generals around, she added in clear amusement, “the key point towers are supposed to be wielding a higher amount of energy than other towers. Destroying them will release a devastating wave of energy, enough to destroy more towers around it.”

Her meaning was obvious. If the enemy moved to safeguard a few towers while the ones we attacked didn’t release such a shock wave, then these towers the enemy defended were most likely to be the real deal.

But if the towers got destroyed and released such devastation, then the enemy was trying to act smart, ending up shooting themselves on the foot.

“So what do you plan to do to help?” as Isac answered his questions, she moved her eyes around him up and down as she gave him a deep glance.

Garry cleared his throat, turned around and pointed in a direction before saying: “I’m planning to use these.”

My eyes followed the direction he was pointing towards and couldn’t help but wonder in amazement, “drones? Are you going to use these?”

“Don’t underestimate them, lord,” he mysteriously smiled, “these drones can be quite deadly if used right.”

I tried to recall the few records that spoke about these drones before feeling weirder. These drones were known for their long ranged control, but I never heard of them having such heavy fire ability, enough to take down any tower with few hits.

Garry noticed my weird expression, so he added, “drones can be remotely controlled, attack targets from a distance. But that isn’t everything they can do.”

He then pointed again towards another direction. There I saw hills of small balls with different colours. I once spotted them before and took them to be like the mines I once saw before.

“Mines?” I asked in confusion, but he shook his head.

“These are grenades,” he paused before adding, “these are very explosive versions of grenades. Few are able to flatten mountains and bring down any strong defence.”

For a moment there I got a vision of these drones flying around, throwing these grenades like the old times bombs in ancient human wars.

But when I thought thoroughly about it, I felt something was amiss. “You said these are grenades, not bombs, right?”

“Bombs are tricky to make,” he seemed to get what I meant, sighed as he added, “every time we tried to make bombs, we failed. The mixture of the highly explosive ores didn’t work. And without mixing different ores together, the end result is quite disappointing.”

“Then…” I knew he understood my point. Grenades might be as devastating as bombs per his words, but there was a major difference between the two.

One didn’t need anything but to be thrown from high altitude and let them detonate upon contact with ground, and the other needed to be triggered.

If these balls were grenades, then trying to detonate them using the drones wouldn’t work. Throwing them would be like throwing rocks at the ground, yielding no result at all.

If no one was there, activating these bombs before throwing them, then this plan would fail.

“I didn’t mean for them to be thrown,” Garry shook his head before adding, “I plan to fill the drones entirely with these grenades, then remove their switch and link them together with the main control system of the drones. And using the direct impact of the crash, the grenades will explode at the same time.”

“This…” I suddenly got the general idea behind his words. This dude… He was ruthless enough to decide using drones as bombs, sending these drones to crash with the towers and defensive targets, exploding the grenades hidden within.

I didn’t know how grenades worked. But from his words I got the overall idea behind that. These grenades would need some sort of a shock to be triggered.

“Are you going to sacrifice these drones?” Isac and Lily shouted at the same time, while Legend and other generals raised a thumb up in salute towards Garry’s boldness.

“Drones are being manufactured in large quantities already,” Garry shrugged, as if doing this to the drones was something not worthy of our sympathy.

“But…”

“This idea sounds good,” I interrupted Lily from saying anything pointless. This idea was indeed crazy, but it wasn’t that bad if it actually worked.