Two white smoke split out from the explosion of the flames, and fell to the valley and the airport under the gaze of everyone.
If that missile successfully hit the runway, it would be enough to blow up a deep pit in the center of the airport.
However, by chance, Hurricane H-55 was taking off and it was too late to stop.
Grass!
Looking at the white track printed on the machine window, Curran, who was sitting in the driver's seat, changed his face and cursed and pushed down the accelerator lever.
The flames ejected from the twin engines suddenly increased, pushing the plane forward at a faster speed.
At the same time, he slightly hit the rudder to the left, trying to avoid the galloping missile.
However
The danger was one step ahead of him after all.
Although the missile did not hit the plane directly, but landed next to the runway, for the metal hydrogen-loaded missile, there is actually no difference between hitting the plane directly or not.
boom!
The explosion of air waves spread at a terrifying speed, wrapped in the explosion shrapnel and gravel, and crashed into the side of the plane, instantly sieve the right wing of the hurricane.
One side of the engine suddenly stalled!
With the engine power on the left unabated, the plane seemed to have made another sharp turn on the runway, and the landing gear was roughly broken.
Amid a tingling iron friction sound, the bomber rolled over and dug a pit of dirt on the ground with its broken wings.
A layer of cracks was laid on the window of the machine window, and finally it scattered into countless pieces with a loud bang.
Curren, with a ferocious expression, groaned muffled, and lost consciousness in the dizzy roll.
However, before losing consciousness, he struggled to stretch out his right hand and pressed the button next to the joystick.
That is the delay explosion button, the preset time is half an hour, and only he himself knows the password to unlock it.
Although the troops stationed at the airport may not necessarily lose, General Griffin instructed him not to overestimate General McClass' level.
He didn't care whether he would die, but only his Majesty's ambition to conquer the world.
If the ground forces ultimately fail, they will not be able to successfully recover the nuclear warhead.
At least, the league cannot get...
……
Meanwhile, above the airport.
Looking down at the ground through the window, the pilot sitting in the Sabre fighter was stunned.
In the dive just now, he successfully used a cannon to smash the strange-shaped plane into a sieve, but he didn't expect that the thing was still holding a missile and not firing it out!?
What he didn't expect was that the pilot on the opposite side knew that he only needed another round of strafing to send them away, but he had no intention of parachuting at all, and even gave up his maneuverability completely in exchange for a horizontal speed to break through the sound barrier!
Everything happened too quickly.
Mach-level battles leave only a few seconds for both sides to judge.
The Adam's apple moved, and he struggled to squeeze out a few short syllables from his throat.
Oh shit……
What kind of madman is he fighting against?
There are nearly 200 rounds left in the cannon bullets.
Although it can still dive to the ground, it seems that there is no need.
Losing the protection of the reconnaissance vehicle and machine gun positions, General McClan's position had been defeated by the savage cavalry.
The distance between 200 meters these cavalry is like a joke.
But no one can laugh at a distance of 20 meters.
Especially on the open Gobi Desert...
The wreckage of the plane in the middle of the runway gradually drifted.
Looking at the wing fragment inserted into the belly of the aircraft, the pilot seemed to have thought of something, and his face changed wildly.
No more hesitation, he immediately turned the head toward the west and pushed the accelerator rod to the bottom.
At the same time, he was pressed tightly on the seat by inertia and shouted loudly in the communication channel where he was left.
...This is the Saber!We were blocked by the Alliance ground forces and the ‘Hurricane’ was unable to take off!The mission cannot be continued!Request a return!
Repeat and request a return!
The nearest airport is 1,000 kilometers away, and of course no one can answer him.
But no matter whether anyone answered or not, he had to retreat...
……
Not only the pilots in the sky, but also the real air force standing on the ground.
McClass, who had just gotten into the jeep, looked at the airport where black smoke was rising in a daze, and a trace of despair was gradually written in his eyes.
Not only because that was his last and only way out.
It's even more because the thing placed on the plane...
The officer holding the steering wheel swallowed and looked nervously at the side.
General...we will still go?
They planned to stop the plane at the airport.
But now, it seems that there is no need for this.
General McClass moved his Adam's apple, and after a while, he squeezed out the sentence from his mouth.
it's over.
As he finished speaking, his shoulders leaning against the seat also relaxed.
The officer sitting aside was stunned, and his eyes were filled with surprise when he looked at General McLen.
This man, who was in his prime, seemed to be over ten years old in an instant...
The sound of horse hooves boiled in the south of the camp, and there was a hustle and bustle of shouts and shouts.
As the elite of Petra Fortress, every horse of this cavalry is a dark horse from the Great Desert.The people on the horse's back, without exception, are all warriors who are Xiaoyong good at fighting.
After losing the protection of heavy firepower, the defense line on the south side of the legion camp was instantly shattered. The cavalry rushing into the camp rushed into the camp one by one, poked people with bayonets when they saw people, or fired with rifles, and killed people in the camp for a while.
Capture the enemy commander alive!The captain of the guard who was riding a horse and charging in front shouted loudly.
However, everyone was already red in their eyes, and they had no intention of listening to what he said. The corpses that were hit and killed were everywhere, and there were many of them who knelt down and surrendered.
surrender?
Why didn’t you think about it when you squat behind a machine gun?
Even if you want to invest
I'll wait until I'll kill half of it!
Thinking of those teammates who died in the charge, the cavalry on the horse roared one after another.
Whether it is the Willant people who come from afar or the soldiers of the Falcon Kingdom.
At this moment, they all became meat on the chopping board. As long as they rushed out, they would die standing outside the tent.
And those who hide in the tent are not easy to live.
In order to avoid being entangled in the horse's legs by the tent, the cavalry would not rush to the tents at all. Instead, they used lighters to light bottles with cotton wool and tinder oil and alcohol, and then threw them into the tent.
This special molten bottle is much better than grenades, and it is cheaper to make, making it better to shake before use.
Seeing the fire in the rear, Centurion Weisted immediately returned from the Western Front with his men.
Although the defenders of Petra Fortress are numerous, their combat effectiveness is not the same as that of the Falcon Kingdom.
Many militiamen were even negligent in training and could not even dig a foxhole. They thought that digging a hole and burying their heads would be done, but they didn't know that most of the back of their heads were exposed in the opposite eyes.
It was precisely because of this that he had the spare energy to divide a thousand-man entourage army, gathered again and returned to the direction of the airport.
However
He was riding a tricycle and had just reached the edge of the camp. Before he could go in and help, he saw a flash of fire in the east direction.
boom!
Before the deafening sound of cannons floated, the explosion of fire bloomed on the sand dunes.
Before the two ten-man teams could disperse and fell down, they were directly destroyed by the high-explosive bomb.
tank!A entourage centurion shouted in despair, everyone dispersed!
However, this desperate cry was useless and could not even be a dying struggle.
That's a tank!
And more than one!
The horizon in the distance that had gradually clogged the night, black dots appeared.
Tanks lined up one by one, and the black muzzles were erected forward in an orderly manner, and behind them was a vast scattered rolling dust.
Looking at the torrent of steel appearing on the horizon, the soldiers of the Falcon Kingdom rose in despair.
They don't even have anti-tank weapons.
There is nothing to do when facing that guy!
The previous shell was just the beginning.
After the first shot, the remaining dozen tanks also opened fire.
In an instant, deadly dust exploded on the empty Gobi Desert, clearing vacuum belts the size of basketball courts.
All the organisms rubbed by the explosion and fire were instantly blown into a pool of minced meat.
Even if they were not directly hit, countless people were killed by the fragments of the high-explosive grenade and shattered their internal organs by the explosion of the air waves.
The nearly full team of thousands of people was wiped out in half in just one round of volleys.
The caliber of the shell was obviously more than 100 mm, and maybe 150 mm would go up.
There are no fortifications and bunkers to hide.
Facing a land war king like tanks, what awaits the infantry is just one-sided massacre.
Now only the tank guns are fired.
When they approach the effective range of the coaxial machine gun, there is also an interlaced machine gun firepower network waiting for them.
Getting up from the overturned motorcycle, Visde looked at the torrent of steel in the distance, his resolute pupils first floated at a daze, and then turned into bottomless despair.
……it's over.
it's all over……
……
The battle outside the Lost Valley is over.
With the arrival of the Alliance tank troops, General McClan completely gave up hope of running away.
In fact, it's too late.
Unless it is an airplane, nothing can escape 100 kilometers in an hour.
General...what should we do?The officer sitting in the jeep driving seat looked desperately at General McClan next to him.
He didn't even know where to escape.
McClan's Adam's apple moved, and he couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.
He did not consider himself a failed commander, he had dispatched every unit to where it should appear and made the most correct deployment.
However, he could not create a team of ten thousand people out of thin air, and he could not allow non-existent troops to launch an attack.
What about Griffin's tank?
Even if Camp No. 530 falls, at most one-third of the tanks will be lost.
That guy could not have imagined that if the alliance guessed their plan, he might send mobile troops to raid the airport.
But what about the Conqueror Tank?
Where is the Prowler who was blown to heaven by the army?
Why did he only see the Alliance tanks?
And why did the defenders of Petra Fortress suddenly emerge from the turtle shell?
The nobles in the Falcon Kingdom did not make a vow of confidence, but they would have broken their heads outside. Wouldn't those people come out of the turtle shell?
Which part is wrong?
He couldn't figure it out.
but……
It's no point to say this now.
In the face of a million tons of equivalent three-phase bullet, all struggles are unnecessary.
McClane drew his pistol in silence, aimed it at his chin tremblingly, and turned on his insurance.
He closed his eyes, but his trembling index finger seemed to be filled with lead, and he shook for a while without pulling the trigger.
He lowered the gun with a look of shame, and looked up at the sky that was already stained with night.
OK...
Anyway, it's just a different way of death.
The sound of cannons in the northeast direction was getting closer and closer, and to the south were the horse hooves of the cavalry trampled and shouted to kill.
The officer sitting in the driver's seat suddenly started the car and stepped on the accelerator.
With his back suddenly leaning against the seat, McClane rarely got angry, but just asked with a wry smile.
Where are you going?
valley!Just hide in the valley!We have hope of survival!The soles of the boots were tightly welded to the accelerator, and the officer's eyes were covered with blood.
Perhaps this is the case in theory.
Whether it is cavalry, infantry or tanks, they will turn into ashes in a nuclear explosion...
The jeep has chemical protective clothing and other survival tools in the trunk. If it is hidden in the valley, it may be possible to survive.
Maclaren's heart rekindled his desire to survive.
However, at this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a truck racing out of the distant valley and rushing towards the airport.
What does that car want to do?
McLan frowned slightly.
He had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Just like the ominous premonition a few days ago...
……
On the truck.
Sis, who was holding the steering wheel, looked at the rearview mirror, then looked at the flame-burning plane ahead, and pointed his index finger on the headphones and said.
Awei, you have thought about it.
Um!I've thought about it!
The short hair was blown into a chicken coop, and the tail standing in the machine gun position nodded, with a rare serious expression on his face.
I thought about it when Teddy died... Maybe everyone is alive.
A surprised expression appeared on Sis's face.
Including the sesame paste sitting in the passenger seat and the meat behind the carriage.
...Digital life?Or something similar... Actually, I don't understand it very much, including other NPCs. I always feel that they are not just supporting roles in RPGs, or tool people who send us tasks.
They can cry and laugh, there are people they hate and people they like, and they can manage their lives. They are not just simply repeating some things in the settings, but are truly living a good life, just like we are in reality.
As she said that, she became worried and didn't know how to describe it.
Sis looked at the rearview mirror and fell into deep thought.
Well, but if you think so, those enemies we killed...
Tail said in a sure tone.
Alive too.
Then... Sesame muffled opened his mouth blankly.
Tail said without hesitation: But even so, I will still shoot when it’s time to shoot!No matter what, robbery and murder are bad, and if the bad people refuse to surrender, more people will die.So if you don't plan to surrender, you'd better let them die.
Sis looked at the tail in the rearview mirror in surprise, which was blown by the wind and couldn't open his eyes.
But she didn't say anything more.
In fact, she had thought about this question a long time ago, but her sense of substitution is relatively flexible.
Even if a screenwriter who has won an Oscar, it is impossible for every plot and every character to please everyone, let alone just an ordinary RPG game.
She will choose the substitution that she is interested in.
As for the others, it's casual.
In reality, you can't kill people at will, but in the game...
If you kill, you will kill.
I said...will you dismantle nuclear bombs?Looking at the burning plane, the meat that was squeezing nervously with its paws on the truck box.
oh!Won't!
Ruo Rou said laughing and crying.
So what's the use of us?
There is always something you can do...
Sesame paste comforted Rouru, but in fact she didn't know what to do. She was just a teacher.
Tail: That's right!For example, sending a nuclear bomb into a valley!
Ruo Rou was stunned for a moment.
But in this way, the ruins...
That’s right, protecting the dungeon or protecting the people outside. This is actually a single choice question... Si Si, who was holding the steering wheel, said casually, so I asked Awei to think about it.
Rou Rou: What if you drive the truck and try to run as far as possible?
Sce: To the west is Petra Fortress, to the east are friends of the Skeleton Corps, so I can only run north. I don’t mind sacrificing... Do you want to bet on how far you can run before the explosion?
Tail: It doesn’t matter. The game map is so big. Thank you for your hard work. Just do two more!
Ruo Rou sighed and sat back in the carriage.
That's true.
Anyway, the benefits of this trip are already quite large.
Nuclear bombs have different detonations in different places.
Among them, the most effective killing effect on personnel is undoubtedly the air explosion.
Whether it is shock wave or radiation killing, the coverage of air explosion is the widest, and radioactive dust can even be carried by airflow to hundreds or even thousands of kilometers away.
The second is ground detonation.
A deep pit will form in the center of the explosion, and a part of the shock wave will be released upward in a conical shape.
This detonation method is mainly used to destroy fixed fortifications, and has a slightly worse effect on personnel.
As for burying underground and detonating, it is mainly nuclear experiments.
There is a cave deep enough in the center of the Great Rift Valley, which should have been bombarded by some kind of orbital weapon. Although part of it has been buried over time, it still has a depth of about 100 meters.
Their goal is there.
Just send the nuclear bomb into that almost vertical tunnel, the impact of the explosion can be minimized.
The truck stopped next to the airport.
The group quickly got out of the car.
He grabbed the engineer shovel next to the seat, and Sis was about to step forward, and Ruo volunteered to stand out.
I'll do it!
Although the operation tools of heterogeneous sequence players are inconvenient, most of the panel data is outrageous.
The location of the bomb dropper was confirmed.
Rou Rou let out all his strength and took off the drooping steel plate, revealing the nuclear warhead buried inside the belly of the machine and the metal bracket that fixed the warhead.
Fortunately, this thing can be removed.
Without caring about the hair that was scorched by the fire, Muru used all his strength to break two aluminum alloys, and finally pulled out the nuclear warhead, which was about one person tall, and the bracket, from under the belly of the machine.
Looking at the cylinder on the ground, she suddenly felt scared and looked at her teammates carefully.
...Will this thing explode?
Sis shook his head.
I don’t know, it’s naturally the best if it doesn’t explode, and what we have to do is just in case.
……
On the other side, somewhere in the Lost Valley.
Wake up from a coma.
Luo Yu shook his dizzy head and looked around, a trace of confusion gradually emerged in his eyes.
...What is this place?
There was a darkness ahead, like some unknown cave.The lights exposed behind him were mixed with the sound of whizzing and whizzing wind, and I guess the position should be very high.
Yunteng does not have an ejection seat, but instead it is an ejection cabin with stronger protection capabilities.
The parachute was not fully opened, and the ejected escape pod directly crashed into the mountain, the front half stuck into the cave, and the second half was exposed outside.
Judging from the concrete slag scattered around it, it does not look like a naturally formed geological structure, but rather it is pasted with inferior cement.
According to posts posted by other players on the forum, nearby residents gave the Lost Valley myth color, and there were also believers who believed in the God of the Sky. I guess this should be the temple they built... or a corner of it.
But Luo Yu always feels that it is more like a pit dug by a tomb robber than a temple.
But what happened 100 years ago cannot be verified.
Perhaps there are no believers at all, just a few scavengers who came to pick up garbage were labeled as they might not know about the rumors.
This coincidence has happened in history...
Climbing out of a pile of wreckage, Luo Yu found the survival tool placed in the ejection cabin.
A 5mm caliber pistol, two 15 round magazines, basic medical supplies such as bandages, and tools such as flashlights.
Unfortunately, the co-pilot brother still did not survive after all. There was only a pool of blood left in the flat seat, and even the complete body could not be found.
Not to mention the vm tied to the legs.
Luo Yu thought silently for him in his heart, then put his survival tool into his backpack, took the flashlight and walked down the cave, trying to find an exit.
I don’t know where the wide cave leads, but the dark red plaques in the corners of the wall look particularly familiar.
After swallowing, Luo Yu pulled out his pistol and loaded it. He held the flashlight in his left hand and fired a beam of light, and walked forward carefully.
There are more and more plaques on the walls.
A rusty escalator appeared in front of me.
The above was buried by large rocks, and below was a bottomless black.
There was no other choice, he could only move on.
Especially when he walked down a broken staircase, at least half of the area of a wall was covered with red spots.
More than that.
Even the air around it was filled with a trace of spore odor.
As Luo Yu expected, a nibbler appeared in front of him.
However, just as he lowered his footsteps and was about to walk over and cut the guy, the nibbler seemed to have noticed him.
Then……
He spoke.
Hey, that's a flashlight?Don't take it to me, slime hates glowing things.
Luo Yu was stunned, the gun in his hand almost went off fire.
You can talk!?
What does I mean to speak?... Your accent is really strange. Is it in which dialect?
Luo Yu stared at him and took a step back, moved away the flashlight, and asked alertly.
Who are you?
Who am I... Well, this question is well asked, but I can't remember it very clearly.The man seemed not to take his gun to heart and replied casually.
Luo Yu's eyes were confused.
What's the thing?
Can't remember clearly it's...
Names are for others to use. I forgot it because no one has been here for too long.
The man smiled heartily, still facing away from him, without turning around.
Luo Yu stared at the back of his head.
Can you turn around?
Are you sure?
Well... Luo Yu nodded.
The man was not pretentious and turned around generously.
However, the moment he saw this guy, Luo Yu was completely confused and couldn't help but squeeze out a whisper.
That face
No, that can no longer be considered a face. It is like a rotten wood that has been soaked for a long time, so ugly that it is hideous.
The man spoke in a pleasant voice with his decayed lips.
By the way, I haven't seen a living person for a long time. After seeing you, I remembered a little bit of what happened before...
He paused, and he continued.
You can call me, white dove.
Luo Yu was slightly stunned for a moment, and seemed to have heard of this name.
At this time, he suddenly remembered the book translated by Sce on the forum before.
He asked in a daze with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
...Are you a researcher at the college?
Bai Ge thought for a while.
Academy…oh, that’s such a nostalgic name. Are those nerds still there?Or is it already soaked in the swamp and moldy?
Probably still here...
Although it's just in the background board of this game.
Looking at the terrifying face, Luo Yu couldn't help but continue to ask the question he cared about the most.
Wait, didn’t you die many years ago?
Bai Ge nodded.
Perhaps he hadn't met a living person who could communicate for a long time, so he started talking nonstop.
Well... If nothing unexpected happens, I should have grown old ordinary and lie in the coffin like other old men, but in the end I couldn't help but curiosity about this ruins.There is no way, everyone in the college is like this, it is difficult for us to control our interest in ruins...even if I have been away from the college for many years.
Luo Yu's expression was a bit subtle.
The chief researcher of the alliance came from the academy, but the guy was just curious about the remains, and he was more interested in coffee machines than in comparison.
So what is your current state?
The man confessed readily.
Symbiosis.
Symbiosis?!
Seeing Luo Yu's eyes widened, the man said with a smile.
Don't be so nervous, symbiosis is not parasitic, two creatures are interdependent, share each other's prosperity, possess without possession... Don't you think this sounds great?
Before the man in front of him came to his senses, Bai Ge looked at the dark corridor behind him.
By the way, I will introduce my partner to you... Hey, Xiaohong, come out and say hello to the guests.
A creepy feeling climbed up Luo Yu's back.
He turned around stiffly and saw an eight-foot-foot-high humanoid creature.
With the light of the flashlight, he saw a scarlet red like blood.
Its facial features are abstract, and its mouth and nose have only one rough outline, and there is no gap in sight, as if it has not evolved yet.
Its eyes are particularly special, a hemispherical shape similar to a fly, spliced by countless hexagonal structures and emit a scarlet light.
Two slender arms were hanging on the side, with trumpet openings at the front end, just like the cuffs of clothes, but there was no structure of the hand.
As for the lower limbs, it is even more abstract.
Below the slender waist is an inverted conical bacteria blanket, which looks very much like Lisangrao's skirt.
At first glance, this thing looks a bit like the evolution that appeared in the last wave.
But it's not as ferocious as that guy.
If you have to say the difference, the one that walked out of the center of Qingquan was more like a shark with bloody mouth, and the one in front of him at this moment looked more like a dolphin.
Tentacles as thick as index fingers floated over from behind it, like a dolphin's mouth, surrounding him, but not very close.
Looking at the tentacles that were close at hand, Luo Yu swallowed nervously.
He didn't know what this was.
But I hope dog planning can be a personal one.
If that missile successfully hit the runway, it would be enough to blow up a deep pit in the center of the airport.
However, by chance, Hurricane H-55 was taking off and it was too late to stop.
Grass!
Looking at the white track printed on the machine window, Curran, who was sitting in the driver's seat, changed his face and cursed and pushed down the accelerator lever.
The flames ejected from the twin engines suddenly increased, pushing the plane forward at a faster speed.
At the same time, he slightly hit the rudder to the left, trying to avoid the galloping missile.
However
The danger was one step ahead of him after all.
Although the missile did not hit the plane directly, but landed next to the runway, for the metal hydrogen-loaded missile, there is actually no difference between hitting the plane directly or not.
boom!
The explosion of air waves spread at a terrifying speed, wrapped in the explosion shrapnel and gravel, and crashed into the side of the plane, instantly sieve the right wing of the hurricane.
One side of the engine suddenly stalled!
With the engine power on the left unabated, the plane seemed to have made another sharp turn on the runway, and the landing gear was roughly broken.
Amid a tingling iron friction sound, the bomber rolled over and dug a pit of dirt on the ground with its broken wings.
A layer of cracks was laid on the window of the machine window, and finally it scattered into countless pieces with a loud bang.
Curren, with a ferocious expression, groaned muffled, and lost consciousness in the dizzy roll.
However, before losing consciousness, he struggled to stretch out his right hand and pressed the button next to the joystick.
That is the delay explosion button, the preset time is half an hour, and only he himself knows the password to unlock it.
Although the troops stationed at the airport may not necessarily lose, General Griffin instructed him not to overestimate General McClass' level.
He didn't care whether he would die, but only his Majesty's ambition to conquer the world.
If the ground forces ultimately fail, they will not be able to successfully recover the nuclear warhead.
At least, the league cannot get...
……
Meanwhile, above the airport.
Looking down at the ground through the window, the pilot sitting in the Sabre fighter was stunned.
In the dive just now, he successfully used a cannon to smash the strange-shaped plane into a sieve, but he didn't expect that the thing was still holding a missile and not firing it out!?
What he didn't expect was that the pilot on the opposite side knew that he only needed another round of strafing to send them away, but he had no intention of parachuting at all, and even gave up his maneuverability completely in exchange for a horizontal speed to break through the sound barrier!
Everything happened too quickly.
Mach-level battles leave only a few seconds for both sides to judge.
The Adam's apple moved, and he struggled to squeeze out a few short syllables from his throat.
Oh shit……
What kind of madman is he fighting against?
There are nearly 200 rounds left in the cannon bullets.
Although it can still dive to the ground, it seems that there is no need.
Losing the protection of the reconnaissance vehicle and machine gun positions, General McClan's position had been defeated by the savage cavalry.
The distance between 200 meters these cavalry is like a joke.
But no one can laugh at a distance of 20 meters.
Especially on the open Gobi Desert...
The wreckage of the plane in the middle of the runway gradually drifted.
Looking at the wing fragment inserted into the belly of the aircraft, the pilot seemed to have thought of something, and his face changed wildly.
No more hesitation, he immediately turned the head toward the west and pushed the accelerator rod to the bottom.
At the same time, he was pressed tightly on the seat by inertia and shouted loudly in the communication channel where he was left.
...This is the Saber!We were blocked by the Alliance ground forces and the ‘Hurricane’ was unable to take off!The mission cannot be continued!Request a return!
Repeat and request a return!
The nearest airport is 1,000 kilometers away, and of course no one can answer him.
But no matter whether anyone answered or not, he had to retreat...
……
Not only the pilots in the sky, but also the real air force standing on the ground.
McClass, who had just gotten into the jeep, looked at the airport where black smoke was rising in a daze, and a trace of despair was gradually written in his eyes.
Not only because that was his last and only way out.
It's even more because the thing placed on the plane...
The officer holding the steering wheel swallowed and looked nervously at the side.
General...we will still go?
They planned to stop the plane at the airport.
But now, it seems that there is no need for this.
General McClass moved his Adam's apple, and after a while, he squeezed out the sentence from his mouth.
it's over.
As he finished speaking, his shoulders leaning against the seat also relaxed.
The officer sitting aside was stunned, and his eyes were filled with surprise when he looked at General McLen.
This man, who was in his prime, seemed to be over ten years old in an instant...
The sound of horse hooves boiled in the south of the camp, and there was a hustle and bustle of shouts and shouts.
As the elite of Petra Fortress, every horse of this cavalry is a dark horse from the Great Desert.The people on the horse's back, without exception, are all warriors who are Xiaoyong good at fighting.
After losing the protection of heavy firepower, the defense line on the south side of the legion camp was instantly shattered. The cavalry rushing into the camp rushed into the camp one by one, poked people with bayonets when they saw people, or fired with rifles, and killed people in the camp for a while.
Capture the enemy commander alive!The captain of the guard who was riding a horse and charging in front shouted loudly.
However, everyone was already red in their eyes, and they had no intention of listening to what he said. The corpses that were hit and killed were everywhere, and there were many of them who knelt down and surrendered.
surrender?
Why didn’t you think about it when you squat behind a machine gun?
Even if you want to invest
I'll wait until I'll kill half of it!
Thinking of those teammates who died in the charge, the cavalry on the horse roared one after another.
Whether it is the Willant people who come from afar or the soldiers of the Falcon Kingdom.
At this moment, they all became meat on the chopping board. As long as they rushed out, they would die standing outside the tent.
And those who hide in the tent are not easy to live.
In order to avoid being entangled in the horse's legs by the tent, the cavalry would not rush to the tents at all. Instead, they used lighters to light bottles with cotton wool and tinder oil and alcohol, and then threw them into the tent.
This special molten bottle is much better than grenades, and it is cheaper to make, making it better to shake before use.
Seeing the fire in the rear, Centurion Weisted immediately returned from the Western Front with his men.
Although the defenders of Petra Fortress are numerous, their combat effectiveness is not the same as that of the Falcon Kingdom.
Many militiamen were even negligent in training and could not even dig a foxhole. They thought that digging a hole and burying their heads would be done, but they didn't know that most of the back of their heads were exposed in the opposite eyes.
It was precisely because of this that he had the spare energy to divide a thousand-man entourage army, gathered again and returned to the direction of the airport.
However
He was riding a tricycle and had just reached the edge of the camp. Before he could go in and help, he saw a flash of fire in the east direction.
boom!
Before the deafening sound of cannons floated, the explosion of fire bloomed on the sand dunes.
Before the two ten-man teams could disperse and fell down, they were directly destroyed by the high-explosive bomb.
tank!A entourage centurion shouted in despair, everyone dispersed!
However, this desperate cry was useless and could not even be a dying struggle.
That's a tank!
And more than one!
The horizon in the distance that had gradually clogged the night, black dots appeared.
Tanks lined up one by one, and the black muzzles were erected forward in an orderly manner, and behind them was a vast scattered rolling dust.
Looking at the torrent of steel appearing on the horizon, the soldiers of the Falcon Kingdom rose in despair.
They don't even have anti-tank weapons.
There is nothing to do when facing that guy!
The previous shell was just the beginning.
After the first shot, the remaining dozen tanks also opened fire.
In an instant, deadly dust exploded on the empty Gobi Desert, clearing vacuum belts the size of basketball courts.
All the organisms rubbed by the explosion and fire were instantly blown into a pool of minced meat.
Even if they were not directly hit, countless people were killed by the fragments of the high-explosive grenade and shattered their internal organs by the explosion of the air waves.
The nearly full team of thousands of people was wiped out in half in just one round of volleys.
The caliber of the shell was obviously more than 100 mm, and maybe 150 mm would go up.
There are no fortifications and bunkers to hide.
Facing a land war king like tanks, what awaits the infantry is just one-sided massacre.
Now only the tank guns are fired.
When they approach the effective range of the coaxial machine gun, there is also an interlaced machine gun firepower network waiting for them.
Getting up from the overturned motorcycle, Visde looked at the torrent of steel in the distance, his resolute pupils first floated at a daze, and then turned into bottomless despair.
……it's over.
it's all over……
……
The battle outside the Lost Valley is over.
With the arrival of the Alliance tank troops, General McClan completely gave up hope of running away.
In fact, it's too late.
Unless it is an airplane, nothing can escape 100 kilometers in an hour.
General...what should we do?The officer sitting in the jeep driving seat looked desperately at General McClan next to him.
He didn't even know where to escape.
McClan's Adam's apple moved, and he couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.
He did not consider himself a failed commander, he had dispatched every unit to where it should appear and made the most correct deployment.
However, he could not create a team of ten thousand people out of thin air, and he could not allow non-existent troops to launch an attack.
What about Griffin's tank?
Even if Camp No. 530 falls, at most one-third of the tanks will be lost.
That guy could not have imagined that if the alliance guessed their plan, he might send mobile troops to raid the airport.
But what about the Conqueror Tank?
Where is the Prowler who was blown to heaven by the army?
Why did he only see the Alliance tanks?
And why did the defenders of Petra Fortress suddenly emerge from the turtle shell?
The nobles in the Falcon Kingdom did not make a vow of confidence, but they would have broken their heads outside. Wouldn't those people come out of the turtle shell?
Which part is wrong?
He couldn't figure it out.
but……
It's no point to say this now.
In the face of a million tons of equivalent three-phase bullet, all struggles are unnecessary.
McClane drew his pistol in silence, aimed it at his chin tremblingly, and turned on his insurance.
He closed his eyes, but his trembling index finger seemed to be filled with lead, and he shook for a while without pulling the trigger.
He lowered the gun with a look of shame, and looked up at the sky that was already stained with night.
OK...
Anyway, it's just a different way of death.
The sound of cannons in the northeast direction was getting closer and closer, and to the south were the horse hooves of the cavalry trampled and shouted to kill.
The officer sitting in the driver's seat suddenly started the car and stepped on the accelerator.
With his back suddenly leaning against the seat, McClane rarely got angry, but just asked with a wry smile.
Where are you going?
valley!Just hide in the valley!We have hope of survival!The soles of the boots were tightly welded to the accelerator, and the officer's eyes were covered with blood.
Perhaps this is the case in theory.
Whether it is cavalry, infantry or tanks, they will turn into ashes in a nuclear explosion...
The jeep has chemical protective clothing and other survival tools in the trunk. If it is hidden in the valley, it may be possible to survive.
Maclaren's heart rekindled his desire to survive.
However, at this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a truck racing out of the distant valley and rushing towards the airport.
What does that car want to do?
McLan frowned slightly.
He had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Just like the ominous premonition a few days ago...
……
On the truck.
Sis, who was holding the steering wheel, looked at the rearview mirror, then looked at the flame-burning plane ahead, and pointed his index finger on the headphones and said.
Awei, you have thought about it.
Um!I've thought about it!
The short hair was blown into a chicken coop, and the tail standing in the machine gun position nodded, with a rare serious expression on his face.
I thought about it when Teddy died... Maybe everyone is alive.
A surprised expression appeared on Sis's face.
Including the sesame paste sitting in the passenger seat and the meat behind the carriage.
...Digital life?Or something similar... Actually, I don't understand it very much, including other NPCs. I always feel that they are not just supporting roles in RPGs, or tool people who send us tasks.
They can cry and laugh, there are people they hate and people they like, and they can manage their lives. They are not just simply repeating some things in the settings, but are truly living a good life, just like we are in reality.
As she said that, she became worried and didn't know how to describe it.
Sis looked at the rearview mirror and fell into deep thought.
Well, but if you think so, those enemies we killed...
Tail said in a sure tone.
Alive too.
Then... Sesame muffled opened his mouth blankly.
Tail said without hesitation: But even so, I will still shoot when it’s time to shoot!No matter what, robbery and murder are bad, and if the bad people refuse to surrender, more people will die.So if you don't plan to surrender, you'd better let them die.
Sis looked at the tail in the rearview mirror in surprise, which was blown by the wind and couldn't open his eyes.
But she didn't say anything more.
In fact, she had thought about this question a long time ago, but her sense of substitution is relatively flexible.
Even if a screenwriter who has won an Oscar, it is impossible for every plot and every character to please everyone, let alone just an ordinary RPG game.
She will choose the substitution that she is interested in.
As for the others, it's casual.
In reality, you can't kill people at will, but in the game...
If you kill, you will kill.
I said...will you dismantle nuclear bombs?Looking at the burning plane, the meat that was squeezing nervously with its paws on the truck box.
oh!Won't!
Ruo Rou said laughing and crying.
So what's the use of us?
There is always something you can do...
Sesame paste comforted Rouru, but in fact she didn't know what to do. She was just a teacher.
Tail: That's right!For example, sending a nuclear bomb into a valley!
Ruo Rou was stunned for a moment.
But in this way, the ruins...
That’s right, protecting the dungeon or protecting the people outside. This is actually a single choice question... Si Si, who was holding the steering wheel, said casually, so I asked Awei to think about it.
Rou Rou: What if you drive the truck and try to run as far as possible?
Sce: To the west is Petra Fortress, to the east are friends of the Skeleton Corps, so I can only run north. I don’t mind sacrificing... Do you want to bet on how far you can run before the explosion?
Tail: It doesn’t matter. The game map is so big. Thank you for your hard work. Just do two more!
Ruo Rou sighed and sat back in the carriage.
That's true.
Anyway, the benefits of this trip are already quite large.
Nuclear bombs have different detonations in different places.
Among them, the most effective killing effect on personnel is undoubtedly the air explosion.
Whether it is shock wave or radiation killing, the coverage of air explosion is the widest, and radioactive dust can even be carried by airflow to hundreds or even thousands of kilometers away.
The second is ground detonation.
A deep pit will form in the center of the explosion, and a part of the shock wave will be released upward in a conical shape.
This detonation method is mainly used to destroy fixed fortifications, and has a slightly worse effect on personnel.
As for burying underground and detonating, it is mainly nuclear experiments.
There is a cave deep enough in the center of the Great Rift Valley, which should have been bombarded by some kind of orbital weapon. Although part of it has been buried over time, it still has a depth of about 100 meters.
Their goal is there.
Just send the nuclear bomb into that almost vertical tunnel, the impact of the explosion can be minimized.
The truck stopped next to the airport.
The group quickly got out of the car.
He grabbed the engineer shovel next to the seat, and Sis was about to step forward, and Ruo volunteered to stand out.
I'll do it!
Although the operation tools of heterogeneous sequence players are inconvenient, most of the panel data is outrageous.
The location of the bomb dropper was confirmed.
Rou Rou let out all his strength and took off the drooping steel plate, revealing the nuclear warhead buried inside the belly of the machine and the metal bracket that fixed the warhead.
Fortunately, this thing can be removed.
Without caring about the hair that was scorched by the fire, Muru used all his strength to break two aluminum alloys, and finally pulled out the nuclear warhead, which was about one person tall, and the bracket, from under the belly of the machine.
Looking at the cylinder on the ground, she suddenly felt scared and looked at her teammates carefully.
...Will this thing explode?
Sis shook his head.
I don’t know, it’s naturally the best if it doesn’t explode, and what we have to do is just in case.
……
On the other side, somewhere in the Lost Valley.
Wake up from a coma.
Luo Yu shook his dizzy head and looked around, a trace of confusion gradually emerged in his eyes.
...What is this place?
There was a darkness ahead, like some unknown cave.The lights exposed behind him were mixed with the sound of whizzing and whizzing wind, and I guess the position should be very high.
Yunteng does not have an ejection seat, but instead it is an ejection cabin with stronger protection capabilities.
The parachute was not fully opened, and the ejected escape pod directly crashed into the mountain, the front half stuck into the cave, and the second half was exposed outside.
Judging from the concrete slag scattered around it, it does not look like a naturally formed geological structure, but rather it is pasted with inferior cement.
According to posts posted by other players on the forum, nearby residents gave the Lost Valley myth color, and there were also believers who believed in the God of the Sky. I guess this should be the temple they built... or a corner of it.
But Luo Yu always feels that it is more like a pit dug by a tomb robber than a temple.
But what happened 100 years ago cannot be verified.
Perhaps there are no believers at all, just a few scavengers who came to pick up garbage were labeled as they might not know about the rumors.
This coincidence has happened in history...
Climbing out of a pile of wreckage, Luo Yu found the survival tool placed in the ejection cabin.
A 5mm caliber pistol, two 15 round magazines, basic medical supplies such as bandages, and tools such as flashlights.
Unfortunately, the co-pilot brother still did not survive after all. There was only a pool of blood left in the flat seat, and even the complete body could not be found.
Not to mention the vm tied to the legs.
Luo Yu thought silently for him in his heart, then put his survival tool into his backpack, took the flashlight and walked down the cave, trying to find an exit.
I don’t know where the wide cave leads, but the dark red plaques in the corners of the wall look particularly familiar.
After swallowing, Luo Yu pulled out his pistol and loaded it. He held the flashlight in his left hand and fired a beam of light, and walked forward carefully.
There are more and more plaques on the walls.
A rusty escalator appeared in front of me.
The above was buried by large rocks, and below was a bottomless black.
There was no other choice, he could only move on.
Especially when he walked down a broken staircase, at least half of the area of a wall was covered with red spots.
More than that.
Even the air around it was filled with a trace of spore odor.
As Luo Yu expected, a nibbler appeared in front of him.
However, just as he lowered his footsteps and was about to walk over and cut the guy, the nibbler seemed to have noticed him.
Then……
He spoke.
Hey, that's a flashlight?Don't take it to me, slime hates glowing things.
Luo Yu was stunned, the gun in his hand almost went off fire.
You can talk!?
What does I mean to speak?... Your accent is really strange. Is it in which dialect?
Luo Yu stared at him and took a step back, moved away the flashlight, and asked alertly.
Who are you?
Who am I... Well, this question is well asked, but I can't remember it very clearly.The man seemed not to take his gun to heart and replied casually.
Luo Yu's eyes were confused.
What's the thing?
Can't remember clearly it's...
Names are for others to use. I forgot it because no one has been here for too long.
The man smiled heartily, still facing away from him, without turning around.
Luo Yu stared at the back of his head.
Can you turn around?
Are you sure?
Well... Luo Yu nodded.
The man was not pretentious and turned around generously.
However, the moment he saw this guy, Luo Yu was completely confused and couldn't help but squeeze out a whisper.
That face
No, that can no longer be considered a face. It is like a rotten wood that has been soaked for a long time, so ugly that it is hideous.
The man spoke in a pleasant voice with his decayed lips.
By the way, I haven't seen a living person for a long time. After seeing you, I remembered a little bit of what happened before...
He paused, and he continued.
You can call me, white dove.
Luo Yu was slightly stunned for a moment, and seemed to have heard of this name.
At this time, he suddenly remembered the book translated by Sce on the forum before.
He asked in a daze with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
...Are you a researcher at the college?
Bai Ge thought for a while.
Academy…oh, that’s such a nostalgic name. Are those nerds still there?Or is it already soaked in the swamp and moldy?
Probably still here...
Although it's just in the background board of this game.
Looking at the terrifying face, Luo Yu couldn't help but continue to ask the question he cared about the most.
Wait, didn’t you die many years ago?
Bai Ge nodded.
Perhaps he hadn't met a living person who could communicate for a long time, so he started talking nonstop.
Well... If nothing unexpected happens, I should have grown old ordinary and lie in the coffin like other old men, but in the end I couldn't help but curiosity about this ruins.There is no way, everyone in the college is like this, it is difficult for us to control our interest in ruins...even if I have been away from the college for many years.
Luo Yu's expression was a bit subtle.
The chief researcher of the alliance came from the academy, but the guy was just curious about the remains, and he was more interested in coffee machines than in comparison.
So what is your current state?
The man confessed readily.
Symbiosis.
Symbiosis?!
Seeing Luo Yu's eyes widened, the man said with a smile.
Don't be so nervous, symbiosis is not parasitic, two creatures are interdependent, share each other's prosperity, possess without possession... Don't you think this sounds great?
Before the man in front of him came to his senses, Bai Ge looked at the dark corridor behind him.
By the way, I will introduce my partner to you... Hey, Xiaohong, come out and say hello to the guests.
A creepy feeling climbed up Luo Yu's back.
He turned around stiffly and saw an eight-foot-foot-high humanoid creature.
With the light of the flashlight, he saw a scarlet red like blood.
Its facial features are abstract, and its mouth and nose have only one rough outline, and there is no gap in sight, as if it has not evolved yet.
Its eyes are particularly special, a hemispherical shape similar to a fly, spliced by countless hexagonal structures and emit a scarlet light.
Two slender arms were hanging on the side, with trumpet openings at the front end, just like the cuffs of clothes, but there was no structure of the hand.
As for the lower limbs, it is even more abstract.
Below the slender waist is an inverted conical bacteria blanket, which looks very much like Lisangrao's skirt.
At first glance, this thing looks a bit like the evolution that appeared in the last wave.
But it's not as ferocious as that guy.
If you have to say the difference, the one that walked out of the center of Qingquan was more like a shark with bloody mouth, and the one in front of him at this moment looked more like a dolphin.
Tentacles as thick as index fingers floated over from behind it, like a dolphin's mouth, surrounding him, but not very close.
Looking at the tentacles that were close at hand, Luo Yu swallowed nervously.
He didn't know what this was.
But I hope dog planning can be a personal one.
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