High in the sky, fighter jets roared sharply and flew rapidly through the clouds.
The scorching sun at noon reflected the dazzling light from the fuselage's coating, like a sword surveying the sky.
"Captain Lin, let's just leave like this? Can we just leave that little girl alone? What should we have for lunch..."
In the cabin, Zhang Tie smacked his lips, and his big hands like cattail fans kept rummaging through the freezer for ingredients, ready to show off his skills.
It was almost noon, and with his energy consumption, he was already hungry.
The question was asked, but the people in the fighter plane didn't pay much attention to it.
"casual."
"Yuanfeng will come out soon."
Opening his eyes slightly, Lin An answered casually and then devoted his thoughts to the power of disaster again.
Don't want to waste a single second.
With the use of the power of catastrophe, his strength continues to increase every minute and every second.
The matter between Heiyu and Laoshan has been resolved, and the next step is to rush to the satellite launch base.
Although he didn’t know why Chu An attached so much importance to the satellite matter, after such long-term cooperation, Lin An also knew that what Chu An wanted to do was generally very important.
Do two things at once.
Lin An silently endured the pain of muscle tissue tearing and reorganizing while distractedly checking the map around the satellite base.
The war zone map drawn by collecting a large amount of information is marked with densely packed dots of various colors.
Black represents the safe area, red represents the place where third-level mutants appear, and blue represents the place where high-quality equipment is suspected to have appeared.
The entire map clearly divides the situation around the satellite base.
Thirteen third-level mutants, six safe zones, thirty-three large gathering places, more than 400 medium-sized gathering places...
Looking at the red dots scattered in the distance of major safety zones, Lin An's eyes flashed, secretly calculating the optimal route.
The satellite base is located in the plain area of Dongshan Province and is a "wilderness" far away from urban areas.
Around there, except for a supporting industrial park and a small military zone nearby, it can be said that there is almost no human habitation.
The land is vast, sparsely populated, and inaccessible.
Correspondingly, the number of mutants and zombies is also very small.
Walking in a straight line, you can pass by two Level 3s, a safe area, and four large gathering areas.
Lin An didn't care about the latter, and he didn't intend to waste time checking it.
After all, his whereabouts need to be kept highly confidential in the coming days to minimize contact with survivors.
The former is what he needs to hunt and advance.
The only worry is that the mutants emerging from these marked locations may not necessarily stay where they are.
Just like Fang Hai's safe zone, there are sometimes third-order mutants that are attracted to humans and directly leave the place where they are entrenched.
After thinking for a moment, Lin An quickly marked a half-arc on the map and decided on the route.
Avoid safe areas and gathering places.
If you can hit a third-order mutant discovered by survivors along the way, kill it. If you can't hit it, go to the satellite base first.
As the most sparsely populated satellite base, not only was there very little information in the intelligence compiled by Long An, but after a comprehensive assessment, Long An issued a danger sign.
the reason is simple.
Under Chu An's arrangement, intelligence on the satellite base began to be collected as early as two months ago.
But whether it is the war zone channel or the nearby small military region, almost no news about the satellite base has leaked out.
It was like a blank space with no one alive.
This is obviously not normal.
No matter how small the number of people in the satellite base is, they are all scientific researchers, and it will be difficult to survive in the early stages of an apocalyptic outbreak.
But there is a specially stationed army nearby.
No matter what, someone should survive, and when there are not many zombies around, the satellite base can obviously develop into a good gathering place.
He is familiar with military arrangements and knows exactly how much supplies a unit stationed near a scientific research unit will store.
That is a high-end department, and the material reserves before the doomsday are definitely prepared according to the highest specifications.
Not only that, but in an inconspicuous piece of news, there was once a gathering place about 700 kilometers away from the satellite base, and there was once an idea of keeping supplies in the base.
As a result, after two teams of Awakeners were dispatched to explore this gathering place, no one returned.
No one escaped, no one called for help.
It's like it disappeared.
to this end.
The other party's gathering place also offered a reward for information on the local war zone channel to collect information on whether anyone had seen the missing person.
"I don't know...what it will be..."
I was thinking secretly in my mind.
Lin An frowned slightly, recalling whether there was any relevant information in his past life.
If it's a mutant, as long as it's not advanced, he has nothing to worry about.
But I'm just worried that there might be some mess at the satellite base.
Meme or special event?
It is unrealistic for supernatural events to occur in satellite bases. After all, according to the rules of events, the origins of various events generally correspond to corresponding things.
In deep thought, while Lin An was rummaging through his memory, the sudden flash of a private message caught his attention.
Different from the usual flashing function of private messages, this time the private message flashed red, as if it was an emergency reminder, for fear that he would not see it.
Um?
Open your eyes.
Lin An looked at the flashing red dot, a flash of doubt in his eyes.
To achieve this effect, someone obviously used some props to forcefully send messages.
Being familiar with the reputation store, he could naturally tell at a glance that this should be some kind of one-time consumable item that could ignore the blocking of private messages or the cross-border communication function blocked by war zones.
Who is it? So willing?
A prop requires at least 20 points of reputation. Compared with human flesh sending messages across borders, the effect of this prop is often too wasteful.
With the red dot flashing constantly, even Lin An, who never read private messages, couldn't help but click on it to check.
After a moment, a line of red words came into his pupils.
"Lin An!"
"I am Ter from the Soviet-Russian Theater!!"
"Our war zone..."
"We are experiencing a devastating blow! Please, help us!!"
....
In the Soviet theater of war, snowflakes falling all over the sky accumulated on the fortress, dyeing the machine gun bunker in the snow white.
Tyr, who was slumped in the core of the safe zone, stared at the advancing line of blood in the distance with a pale face.
There was deathly silence in the hall, and everyone had a look of fear on their faces.
Looking at the bloody countdown that kept beating in his field of vision, Tyer had a sad smile on his face, and slowly pressed his finger on the red button in front of him.
"War Zone Mission: Chita Disaster"
"Please stop the spread of disaster within 36 hours."
"Current remaining time: 9 hours and 59 minutes..."
"If the mission fails, the war zone will enter a state of disaster. Under the state of disaster, a third-level mutant will be generated every hour in the Chita Disaster, and random virus infection will be enabled."
"Tyr...what should we do!?"
In the cold command hall, a third-level awakened person was trembling all over as he watched the battles unfolding from various war zones.
In just a dozen hours, a special incident broke out in the Chita area, directly destroying all gathering places and safety zones within a 600-kilometer radius.
It was like an enhanced version of the bloody zombies, spreading crazily in all directions at a super high speed.
The incident happened so suddenly that they didn't even have time to organize their forces.
Various monsters are still emerging from the cave in the center of the Chita area.
"What can I do..."
"What can I do!!"
Looking crazy.
Tyer looked at him blankly, his heart filled with despair.
It can't be blocked...it can't be blocked at all!!
He had no idea why the system would issue such a task to them, since their progress in the disaster was obviously not very high!
Looking at the red line in the distance, he knew that the mission was probably going to fail!
Taking a deep breath, veins popped up on his forehead. He stared at the launch button under his hand, and a stern look flashed in his eyes:
"Blow them up!"
"I have already asked for help from all war zones!"
"Destroy Chita! We still have a glimmer of hope!!"
Unbelievably, everyone in the hall could sense Tyre's madness and didn't know what to say at this time.
The meaning behind these words is clearly to launch a nuclear bomb!
Have we reached this point?
The cost of releasing nuclear bombs on our own soil is too high...
Swallowing dryly, as if pressing a suicide button, Taylor closed his eyes tightly and pressed hard on the red with his right hand.
"Activate the dead hand system, part a!"
...
"-Boom!"
"-Boom!"
On the vast white ground, the black nuclear bomb silo opened, revealing the nuclear bomb that represented destruction.
Inspire ignition.
The Dead Hand System, which was once capable of destroying the world but had not been activated even in the most dangerous moments in human history, slowly took off.
But the target is the Soviet Union mainland, the junction of the Far East and Ukraine, Chita.