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But the horror turned to relief as they saw the pilot ejecting out in time before the plane sharply fell into the stomach of the Giant Metal Sandworm. The other plane did not have such guts and managed to move out of the mouth in time with whatever conserved fuel it had before gliding away. The only problem was the Sandworm while in pain, did not stop flinching. 

Its head swirled so quickly that it turned to the direction of the getaway plane and munch on it as if it was not going to allow any more of its food to run away from its range. That was when the ground army had decided that it was time to counterattack attack considering that it was above ground for more than a minute. 

Tanks and Mechanised Armour started to throw their volley of shots into the torso of the Giant Metal Sandworm, causing parts of it to be chipped off by the explosion and piercing shells. The rest of the Mechanoids used whatever firepower that was within their possession less the small arms, knowing that it would be useless at this current juncture. Rockets launchers and self propelled grenades were used to bring the metal beast down to its proverbial knees by aiming at the parts where the tanks and Mechanised Armour had already damaged it. Even though their communications might be down, their thinking and processing of tactics still remained in these War Maidens (in short, common sense.) And thus, they thought it was ideal to aim at those weak spots.

Little did they know that those exposed areas forced the Giant Metal Sandworm to wiggle and allowed its younglings to pop out from those areas. As if handling a Giant Metal Sandworm was not enough, the remnants of the private corpo army now had to deal with small Metal Sandworms. Somehow, this actually made a few of the commanders relieved since their troops and War Maidens were not equipped to handle the Giant Mother of Sandworms. 

It gave them the excuse to prove that they were worth their payroll and started to shoot and provide assistance so that the tanks and Mechanised Armour would not be faltered by this incoming wave of new monsters. The damage they continued to put out does seem to have an effect on the Giant Metal Sandworm but they knew that sooner or later, their shells would be spent or the Mother Sandworm would disappear into the desert. But right now, all they had in their minds were to survive and hope that they could pull through this ordeal.

Yet some idiot thought of the worst wish possible as they curse their current predicament. 

"If only we had more troops with us, we might be able to bring this thing down." One of the commanders grumbled and suddenly another group of troops teleported out from nowhere in front of them, causing them to halt their fire for a moment despite the mess of those incoming Sandworms they were in.

"What the fuck?!" Was the only thing going through the commanders\' heads as well as the huge group of soldiers that had been teleported in as well.

But even as they tried to make sense of the current development, the sandworms did not wait for them at all. Based on instincts, they went for the closest Mechanoid and chewed them up. It was until the commanders made sense of the situation, they started shouting to defend themselves from the current predicament. 

And to make things worse, the Giant Metal Sandworm screeched even louder and sent more of her children to the battlefield causing even more chaos. 

As the new group of soldiers tried to reorganise themselves from the mess, yet another regiment of troops entered this desert, causing yet again another scene of Chaos. 

This time around, the first batch of commanders knew that this would be repeated on a consistent basis and that was how Old Fammet\'s workshop will survive. Even if they were able to constantly teleport the troops to this senseless desert, then there was no point attempting to invade the workshop. 

To make things worse, the Mechanoids who were already living longer than most had detected another seismic event happening right underneath them, predicting that there was more than one Giant Metal Sandworm. This further prediction caused the commanders to despair even further.

It looks like surviving would not be an option as this was a death trap. The only thing they could do was to injure the Sandworms sufficiently to the point that the future batches of troops that had been teleported into this desert would not be the Sandworms\' dessert.

And that was the one and absolute motivation for the commanders to band together and rid of the giant Sandworm.

In the meantime, Jin was hiding one particular corner of the workshop walls and saw how effective his newly made dungeon instance was. For something that did not cost a single cent and just effort in making, this was just borderline overpowered.

"There is no way those troops would be able to survive the dungeon you made. This is a nightmare they would not be able to wake up from." The Tactical System said and Jin nodded his head.

"The difficulty level was over the top but this is what the private corpos would get for not fighting fair in the first place. As you said, this was meant to kill them and we would need all those points to get out of this place."

"Just do not forget the penalties." The Tactical System warned Jin as if it would bite back at him if things go awry.