The Tycoon's Odyssey

Standing atop a small mound, Evan gazed at the breathtaking scenery of the rising sun, inhaling chunks of fresh air. He turned to Aurora and asked about the status of news he had gifted to the numerous agencies.

[It seems like they are still hesitating whether to take the call or not with the information you provided, Sir.] Aurora reported.

The information didn't surprise Evan.

"The media of today has become pathetic. Either they are invasive and ruin the lives of people by pushing their noses into other matters or lick the powerful ones, even when they are in the wrong. They will twist and use everything to gain views and popularity, but when it comes to ground reports patterning severe issues, all of them suck."

[There are still some people who do their jobs well. Alas, they are threatened and killed. These big people don't take criticism quite well,] Aurora added.

Evan took a deep breath, letting the crisp morning air fill his lungs and calm his mind as he surveyed the horizon.

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The rising sun painted the sky in hues of gold and orange, but his thoughts were far from the beauty around him. He turned his attention to Aurora, whose digital interface flickered to life beside him.

"Begin deploying the plasma shields," he commanded, his voice firm and resolute.

As the order left his lips, the tranquil ambience was shattered by the thunderous roar of helicopters cutting through the air. Five sleek, black choppers descended from the clouds, their rotors whirring ominously. The helicopters hovered in formation, each equipped with a series of long, metallic poles hanging from their undercarriages, ready to be deployed.

The poles, made from an advanced alloy of titanium and carbon fiber, were engineered to endure extreme temperatures and electromagnetic interference. Each pole was approximately thirty feet tall and featured a segmented design that allowed it to be extended or retracted as needed.

These poles were embedded with a series of high-frequency emitters and sensors, allowing them to calibrate the energy output based on real-time environmental conditions.

At the core of each pole was a fusion reactor powered by nuclear cells, generating stable fusion reactions. This reactor operated on the principles of nuclear fusion, where light atomic nuclei combined under intense pressure and temperature to form heavier nuclei, releasing vast amounts of energy in the process.

The fusion reaction produced ionized gases, which were funneled through the poles and transformed to produce plasma—a state of matter consisting of electrically charged particles, which was extremely effective for energy shielding.

Once deployed and activated, the poles would project electromagnetic fields that ionized surrounding gases to form a barrier of plasma. This plasma shield would absorb and dissipate energy from incoming projectiles or explosive forces, offering a robust defense against potential threats.

The shield's dynamic nature allowed it to adapt to various attacks and neutralize everything from high-velocity projectiles to energy weapons before they could breach the perimeter.

As the Apache Longbow AH-64 helicopters maneuvered into position above the designated deployment zone, the operation commenced with utmost caution and precision.

Hovering gracefully above the small mound, the helicopter's powerful rotors created a downdraft, sending small clouds of dust swirling into the air.

Each helicopter was equipped with a sophisticated array of systems, designed for both surveillance and precision deployment, ready to execute their mission.

Aurora activated the guidance system, tapping into real-time data from the helicopters' onboard sensors. Her digital interface projected holographic markers onto the ground, pinpointing optimal landing spots for the poles. These markers ensured that each pole would be positioned strategically for maximum effectiveness.

With Aurora's signal, the helicopters initiated the descent of the metallic poles. Each pole, securely attached to the undercarriages, began to lower gracefully toward the ground. To fine-tune their accuracy, mobile cranes stationed nearby also sprang into action.

Outfitted with advanced gyroscopic stabilization systems, these cranes could pivot and tilt, compensating for any shifts in wind or helicopter movement. As the poles descended, the cranes moved into position, their operators working in sync with the helicopters to guide the poles into their designated spots.

Upon reaching the ground, the poles activated their anchoring mechanisms. Hydraulic pistons sprang to life, driving the poles deeper into the earth and securing them in place. The anchoring system utilized auger technology, which drilled into the ground, ensuring that the poles remained stable even under the immense pressure of the plasma shield's energy output.

Once embedded, the cranes adjusted their positions, ensuring that the poles were perfectly aligned for energy discharge.

With the deployment complete, Aurora ran a final diagnostic on each pole's systems, confirming that they were securely anchored and ready for activation. Evan felt a mix of anticipation and urgency building within him as he glanced at the unfolding scene.

"Activate the shields," one of the lead pilots commanded, his voice steady and unwavering.

As the command echoed in the cockpit, each pole's internal fusion reactor began to hum with energy, converting the nuclear cell output into a potent plasma charge.

A brilliant flash erupted as the poles activated, sending waves of radiant plasma coursing into the air. The shimmering barrier gradually took hold, encasing the area in a translucent veil of energy. It crackled and pulsed, illuminating the landscape with an otherworldly glow, signaling both as a sign of warning and a promise of protection.

Evan took one last glance at the breathtaking scenery, now dwarfed by the formidable technology safeguarding them. At that moment, he felt an exhilarating blend of power and responsibility, knowing that with each decision they made, the balance of control teetered precariously.

Evan's gaze remained fixed on the shimmering plasma shield, a testament to their technological prowess. He then turned to his team, a mix of tension and excitement filling the air.

"Let's test the shield's strength. Order the tanks to fire," he commanded, his voice firm and authoritative.

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Outside the beach, Big Mac and his team were stationed near the edge of the water and along with them, massive tanks, part of a new module designed for amphibious operations, floating quietly.

These tanks were equipped with cutting-edge technology that allowed them to glide effortlessly across the water's surface. Using a combination of specialized buoyancy chambers and propulsion systems, the tanks could transition seamlessly from being land vehicles to water vehicles.

The design incorporated lightweight materials and an innovative hull shape, enabling them to float while maintaining their formidable firepower on land.

Clad in his combat gear, Big Mac gestured to his crew. "Prepare to fire! Let's see what these big babies can do!"

The crew sprang into action, loading the tanks with energy projectiles. The air was charged with intense heat as they readied the weapons to be discharged.

With a loud whoosh, the first tank fired an electromagnetic blast, the energy bolt ripped through the air like lightning before it slammed into the plasma shield, sending shockwaves rippling across its surface. The impact echoed like thunder, creating a stunning display of energy that lit up the surrounding area.

"Fire again!" Big Mac shouted, feeling the adrenaline pumping through his blood.

One by one, the tanks unleashed their electromagnetic blasts. Each shot created a wave of shifting shockwaves that engulfed the entire landscape. The ground trembled, and the water around the tanks erupted in splashes, adding to the chaos. The plasma shield shimmered with each hit, absorbing the energy and holding firm against the onslaught.

"Keep going! Let's push it to the limit!" Big Mac roared, his excitement rising with the intensity of the scene. The team continued firing, their blasts lighting up the sky, pushing the limits of their defensive technology.

As the electromagnetic energy collided with the shield, Evan watched with keen interest. Each blast was a testament to the power they had harnessed, and he felt a surge of confidence. The plasma shield was holding strong, but he knew they needed to prepare for whatever might come next.

"Damn! This is awesome," Evan shouted, leaping in excitement. He felt so excited that he wanted to try out the gun himself.

"Aurora, tell them to stop now. I am going to personally shoot those upper-level beams."

[No Sir, we have already made quite a scene. If you shot one of those railguns, the blast might create a typhoon, so please, curb your curiosity.]

Evan, who had already taken a step, halted and grumbled, "What's the point of having such menacing weapons if we can't use them?"

"Fuck! I will need to go on a war against other counties if I want to test these machines. I wish some countries would start fighting so that I could really put them to the test."

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While Evan grumbled about wanting to try their new line of weapons, somewhere in Bombay, a group of people unfamiliar with one another yet united by the same motive had gathered.

"Everyone, we are here to talk about the most important matter that I am sure none among you is happy about."

"And that is, to remove the bone stuck in our throat."