When the countdown counted to forty-five, Koran stopped. He knew that even if he ran for forty-five seconds, it would be difficult to run to the safe zone. He simply squatted down to dig the pit.
"Twenty-nine, twenty …"
A pit nearly half a meter deep soon appeared, and the ground was dug out, and all the parts were pushed to the side near the bombing area.
"Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen …"
Kelan took a deep breath and then lay face down in the pit.
"Three, two, one-"
As soon as the last number was counted, Koran saw more than a dozen missiles flying from a distance with white trails. After these missiles arrived at the marking point, they turned their warheads and drilled vertically into the ground.
The dull explosion came from the ground with the violent vibration of the ground, and a lot of "blood bubbles" were suddenly generated on Kelan’s body surface to lift his body to prevent the dirt from being shattered by this terrorist force.
"There are still seven rounds" Koran mused in his heart. Although he can’t see the scene of the bombing area from this angle, this movement alone is enough to make people realize the power generated by more than a dozen tactical nuclear warheads exploding deep underground at the same time.
Another round of missiles cut across the sky, and waves of heat waves came from the side. The sand near the pit of Kelan pile had already been blown away by the Ministry, and a large part of it was blown back to the pit, burying most of his body.
These sands contain scorching heat, and Kelan feels like being in an oven, and this way of heating the sand after wrapping reminds him of a food processing method called "salt baking"-which is still a few kilometers away from the bombing point, and the laboratory estimates that there is nothing left.
Arguably, a few rounds of nuclear strikes will blast Dr. Renee to the dregs, but to be on the safe side, Ke Lan still thinks that it is necessary to intensify efforts-perhaps the disease of "lack of firepower phobia" has been deeply rooted in the genes of every Chinese descendant?
After the ground-penetrating missile comes, it is like a materialized laser beam. These plasmas emit extremely dazzling light. Even if Kelan closes his eyes, the strong light can still be projected to his retina through the gaps in his armor and eyelids, reflecting his field of vision into a bright white.
It took several seconds for the strong light to dim, while it took Koran five times for his eyes to barely return to normal.
Shaking off the sand, he climbed out of the shallow pit and turned to look at the bombing area.
He saw a big pit, a big pit with a glassy texture.
Chapter five hundred and seventy-seven Joint exploration for the first time ()
The glass pit is nearly 10 kilometers in diameter, and the deepest part of Kelan is 400-500 meters deep by visual inspection-the deepest part of the previous ravine is hundreds of meters to hide the ruins of the rock wall, and now the tunnels and laboratories have completely disappeared from this world.
Those sandstones directly melted water or some other impurities in millions of degrees Celsius high temperature, and then evaporated, and what was left was transformed into this glassy substance. The sunlight reflected and reflected colorful brilliance.
But that’s not all. The arrow formation of five high-speed bombers quickly passed through the glass pit, and many black spots spilled from it-from the perspective of Kelan, they used to be sesame-sized black spots, but in fact, each black spot was a incendiary bomb with a maximum diameter of 65 cm, a central axis length of 1.4 meters and a weight of 122 kilograms … It was filled with an improved formula of "new solid gasoline" … One drop of this thing was enough for people to burn a big hole through.
Hundreds of incendiary bombs were dumped into this glass pit, and the fire curtain was hundreds of meters high and hot. air billow slapped Kelan’s face-of course, compared with the high temperature generated when the nuclear warhead exploded and the plasma gun burned the glass, this heat wave could be regarded as a spring breeze for him.
Kelan didn’t remove the body active armor-anyway, his appearance has been seen by the No.1 Fleet. It is better to stay in this monster-like state when you go back naked … It is said that the appearance of active armor is more in line with human aesthetics and the exaggerated artistic style in those magical online games. Heavy armor is quite similar, especially those that look very prick, sharp spikes and barbs are just the same.
However, in this kind of armor, Ke Lan has always wanted to vomit-what if those heavy fighters wear it like this, and many beautiful characters and equipment will be designed in this style?
If those game artists use the same armor for men and women, forget it, but they just want to design the armor in a "magic change" style. It seems that they can’t wait to expose all the parts of the female character’s body that can pass the trial-piercing armor and large areas of bare white skin do have a strong visual impact and contrast effect, but if there is such a set of armor in the real world, the wearer will have been bloodied by those spikes and barbs by making a few moves casually.
"But the game should be enough to shoot and explode anyway. After all, the higher the defense is, the more realistic it is … I must be out of my mind to pursue realism in the virtual world …" Kelan reached out his "helmet" and knocked two strides toward the group of marines in the distant security zone.
Those marines look a little nervous. Although no one pointed a gun at Kelan, many people put their fingers tightly on the trigger retainer. There are still a few people whispering regardless of the discipline in the army-I don’t want them to discuss that Kelan must be wearing this dark red weird armor.
"Is it … is it Mr. Curran?" Dressed almost different from his marines, Major General Alexander came out and asked
Although he knew that this man was probably the young "No.1" of the No.1 fleet, he was still a little uneasy when the image of the other party appeared.
"It’s me" Kelan nodded. His face armor split into several pieces and then infiltrated into the skin. He noticed that after seeing his face, the tension and vigilance in his eyes slowed down a lot, and their tight bodies relaxed.
"This ….." Major General Alexander was about to ask something, but he just said the word "this" and stopped.
He should be the one who knows the details of Kelan best among the officers and men of the No.1 fleet. He naturally knows that anything that needs Kelan’s hands must be the highest-level secret-the previous sentence is often used by members of the undead crew to deal with Kelan, and the general body is also very suitable.
What you should know will naturally let you know what you shouldn’t know, and you didn’t ask.
Although the major general’s heart is really itchy, it’s ok to be able to mix up to this level and be entrusted with such a heavy task as keeping his mouth shut.
Don’t ask, don’t ask, don’t know … Even if you know, you should pretend you don’t know.
Only in this way can you sit firmly.
Koran looked at a major general’s face and coughed a little close to his ear and said, "The heretics kidnapped and killed Dr. Renee, and Dr. Renee’s research has produced a new type of biochemical weapon, which is too resilient for me to kill it and can call the fleet for heavy firepower."
"I get it!" Major-General Alexander nodded "that this matter should be reported? Do you need a fleet for filing? "
"Anyway, the first problem has been solved. Let’s follow the fixed process." Kelan glanced at Alexander and found that the other party was aiming at his "active armor" out of the corner of his eye and asked directly, "Are you curious about my equipment?"
"It’s … ah, it’s not that I’m not curious." Major General Alexander immediately moved his eyes and vowed.
"It’s really a kind of high-tech power armor, but the shape is exaggerated." Kelan patted each other on the shoulder very kindly. "If some soldiers feel strange, just explain it to them."
"white!"
Kelan doesn’t want to explain this too much. Leave it to the undead crew to have a headache.
"Oh, one more thing."
"What is it? You said, "Major General Alexander’s attitude is very respectful-a man who knows that the undead crew will meet the top of the Ark knows very well how much energy it will take to build a person with this organization … Although his shoulder is almost unattainable to civilians and soldiers, there is not much difference between a general and a soldier in the eyes of the undead crew.