Foreword:
[When your expectations are met one by one, you must be firm and calm]
[——Henry Wadsworth Longfellow]
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[Part 1: Helpless]
In the weapons warehouse, everyone gathered in a circle, lit a bonfire in the iron barrel to keep warm, and wanted to talk clearly about the gains from the artillery test firing.
Except for Ah Xing, everyone looked discouraged.
Brother Yin Bu lowered his head, took out the cigarette case, and handed one to each of the brothers.
Ah Xing's eyes lit up when he saw the cigarette.
"Me me me me! Thank you thank you!"
3301 put on a bad face and approached Ah Xing. The yellow beast boy was full of anger.
Axing said aggrievedly: "I have just turned nineteen, let me try..."
VIP Xia Xia came close to 3301, also pretending to be squinting and fierce.
Neither the big wolf girl nor the half-wolf girl like the smell of smoke. The disaster beast hates nicotine, a highly toxic poison. Only humans and apes can smoke tobacco, and other creatures will actively avoid it.
3301 opened Brother Yin Bu's hand and said to Axing: "No smoking."
Putting aside these insignificant details, Brother Yin Bu looked reserved and panicked, and there was still some mud in his beard that he didn't have time to clean up.
Jason took out the razor and trimmed his brother's beard.
Yin Bu smoked a cigarette and spoke slowly.
"Brothers, we may have reached the end and won't reach that place."
When a leader says something like this, it's hard for other Slavic men to say anything.
Only Jason was worried about it, but he didn't immediately retort and scolded him. He wanted to wait for Brother Yin Bu to finish what he said.
Yin Bu took out the hot firewood from the iron bucket, asked his friends to come up and light their cigarettes, and explain the reason.
"The peonies couldn't kill them - they didn't even have time to fire a second shot."
Immediately some unconvinced young people said.
"Brother Yin Bu! We can operate in groups! An artillery team only needs at least six people..."
Yin Bu interrupted: "But... can you fire the cannon? We have tried so many times, but you don't even have a chance to touch the gun mount. You can only do some work of carrying the shells."
The young man was silent for a while, still wanting to show off.
"I can be used as bait! If the Iceman wants to kill me! He will definitely ignore you!"
"That's a good idea." Yin Bu shook his head and finally lit a cigarette for Jason: "But as long as I show up, the Iceman's first target will definitely be me. It can hear my voice. We don't have a radio and we are separated by It is impossible to conduct combat commands in sign language for tens of meters.”
There is one more thing that Brahimovich did not explain.
With Peony's caliber, even if it hits the Death Door Rune of the Laughing Man or Iceman, it is difficult to kill it with one hit.
The size of the runes in their skulls is too large. If the material of the runes is calculated as concrete of the same quality, it would be difficult for 203 cannons to completely crush it.
The diameter of the rune alone is more than 20 meters. It is a fossil as high as several floors and has some flesh and blood as elastic cushioning pads.
To these giants, Peony Flower's cannonballs are like sesame seeds. Even if they can hit, it is difficult to ensure that the lethality of the kinetic energy of the cannonballs can be completely retained in the runes.
When the Laughing Man was shot for the first time, the shell stayed in the skin of the giant's shoulder and neck, shaking half of its big arm, but the damage caused was minimal.
It only used its nails to gouge out some of the mud and flesh, and remove the cannonballs. However, the wounds on its body healed in just one breath.
Yin Bu has always been looking forward to Jason Megan coming back here. In the past three years, every other month, he will try to fight the giant, and occasionally lose one or two partners, but this ritual Never stops.
It doesn’t matter if you fail once or twice, it doesn’t matter if you fail dozens of times.
Because Ibrahimovich always believed in being proud and ruthless.
He believed in BOSS's obsession and believed that this evil beast would never abandon its outpost or this seemingly meaningless mission.
But Jason Meagan came back with only so many people. There were even fewer urgent summonses than three years ago. At least the two reinforced battalions that came to Guangling to rest were upright and giants who shot out all the cannonballs and ate up all the food, but ultimately came back defeated.
Brother Yin Bu made unilateral speculation——
——Has Aohun Mingde given up on this place?
After all, this is a dead land with nothing.
There is no gold, silver, or precious rare earth resources.
The extraction of petroleum minerals is extremely difficult, and the disaster environment is unsuitable for human survival.
What exactly is in the sea?
For Niflheim, as the Soviets call it, BOSS has done a lot of things, spent a lot of money, and sent many, many people. This time he called Jason here to make a perfunctory explanation of the previous agreement. ?
Yin Bu didn't understand these two strange VIPs at all, and thought to himself that if they really had any magical power, they would have shown it long ago, so that they would not follow ordinary people like us and flee in embarrassment under the stranglehold of the Iceman's subordinates.
Maybe they are scholars?
Maybe they are just medical staff?
Their soul power is not capable of dealing with giants.
It's just a matter of bringing the younger generation from the station to this place to experience the giant's spiritual pressure and accumulate experience.
At this time, Xia Xia said to brother Yin Bu.
"cheer up!"
Brother Yin Bu seemed to be grasping at straws.
"Dear guest from the station, do you have anything you can do?"
He took out some grain from his dirty coat. It was sorghum cake produced in the greenhouse. There was not much in stock.
Xia Xia did not accept the gift. Instead, she took out candy from her pocket, intending to give the sweet and high-quality glucose to the Soviet man, and then innocently said nonsense.
"No!"
Brother Yin Bu's energy level was half lifted at first, but now he's completely gone.
Xia Xia grabbed Brother Yin Bu's hand, opened the rough man's palm, and forced the candy inside.
"I have no way to deal with those things! They are too big and have too many targets! To move the earth, you need a very delicate and strong lever! My soul power is too simple to do that. Something!"
After the big wolf girl finished talking about her own soul power, she then talked about A Ling's soul power.
"My waiter's soul power can't do it. The energy in these giants' bodies is so huge that even the two of us cannot defeat them. Even if we let them stand still and scrape us, it will take us a year and a half." It’s probably not as fast as other people’s breathing and blood recovery.”
Brother Yin Bu was dejected and his morale dropped to freezing point.
"So...what do you mean, my dear guest, to cheer me up?"
"I can't do it, but King Xin can do it!" Xia Xiaxia said innocently: "When we were on the way, we encountered King Xin's soul attack on the way. That ability is very special and can take away our The five senses can pull our spirit bodies out of the body - I think King Xin can also push the spirit bodies of these giants out of the body, so he has the courage to come here to hunt."
Ibrahimovich's face became very ugly. He had never wanted to have too in-depth cooperation with the people of the Crazy Butterfly Sect. These people would do anything to achieve their goals, and they also liked to eat people.
Lending them the city's public facilities is already the biggest concession that Brother Yin Bu can make. If he wants to negotiate more deals with King Xin, he may not even be able to keep his own quality.
The twenty or so young people present were almost the last generation of the Soviet Union, and they were all men.
When the Stairway to Heaven team arrived at RSH, Yin Bu and the engineer grandpa discussed sending the girls back to the Albert Research Station long ago to avoid being targeted by these lawless ogres.
"And I never understood." Xia Xia raised her hand and put out the cigarette from Brother Yin Bu's mouth: "Don't you have a nuclear bomb? One with a smaller yield, more than 800,000 tons of TNT will do."
When the VIP asked this question, Yin Bu was shocked.
No matter it’s the VIP’s cute smile when he puts out the cigarette butt with his fleshy finger without changing his expression.
There is also the ease and ease with which he says "nuclear force" as if nothing has happened.
"No way?" Xia Xia approached Yin Bu and asked in a low voice, fearing that others would hear: "Although the station order prohibits everything related to [nuclear], neither refined uranium nor yellow cake can be transported in. The Philosopher Foundation The Abyss Railway is not allowed to have any nuclear force, but you must have hidden it a little bit, right? As far as I learned from the secret library - in the past few decades, there were hunters who used individual nuclear bombs to kill monsters, although these hunters ended up in prison. Yes. The Soviet Union is a nuclear power. You can’t really be so honest and hand over all your guns after its disintegration, right?”
Yin Bu was stunned for a long time, suddenly feeling very embarrassed.
Because they really don't have nuclear weapons, not even individual nuclear warheads launched by rocket launchers.
As Xia Xia said, a nuclear bomb with the equivalent of 800,000 tons of TNT can create a circular pit with a diameter of more than 600 meters. Nothing will be left behind. As long as this weapon can be sent to the giant's face, it will explode. Radius and shock damage are minimal for RSH. Only weak tsunamis and radiation will be left.
But for this kind of thing, Yin Bu checked all the information, took out his brain, and thought about the material list of every weapons warehouse - if there is nothing, there is nothing, not even the industrial power and raw materials needed by the refinery. They don't have it. Maybe they were rubbing uranium 235 on site, and they didn’t understand the launching mechanism of the nuclear bomb or how to prepare and preserve the warhead.
Yin Bu was born in 1988 and was only three years old when the Soviet Union collapsed.
My grandfather, an engineer, majored in mechanical and electrical engineering. He had been building railways for sixteen years, but he didn’t understand thermonuclear knowledge at all.
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[Part②·One head and two big ones]
Seeing Brother Yin Bu’s embarrassed and shy expression——
——Xia Xia finally understood that BOSS really didn’t prepare any off-site assistance for them during this trip.
During the harvest season, most passenger trains have to return to the Nine Realms. It is probably impossible to rely on connections to find connections and transport some super firepower. Not many people are willing to do this kind of extra punishment.
"It's difficult!" Xia Xia thought for a long time and finally said this sentence, "I'm stupid! Let's wait until A Ling comes back!"
She patted Brother Yin Bu hard on the shoulder.
"When your expectations are met one by one, you must be firm and calm! You can do it! You can do it! Treasure!"
Yin Bu looked at the VIP blankly, always feeling that everyone's thinking channels were not on the same line.
Jason and Yin Bu said, "Let's change our thinking, Yin Bu."
Yin Bu: "What's the idea?"
Jason: "The last time I came to this place, I wore my lapis lazuli the whole time."
Having said this, Jason raised his arm. At this time, he was not wearing the pyroxene.
"The terrifying spiritual pressure in the environment almost made me unable to think, and also made me miss a lot of things, many, many things worthy of my attention."
Jason took out his journal, tore off four pieces of paper, and drew a topographic map of the entire RSH outpost in just a few seconds.
"From the entrance on the southeast side to the coastline, the main road of RSH is almost more than 20 kilometers long, but there is no trace of natural settlement. The road is formed in one piece. It is not like railway ballast. Logically speaking, RSH should It has to sink at least 16 meters in the mud at the beach to touch the bedrock. Its buildings and roads have no gaps caused by the difference in subsidence, which makes me very surprised."
Meteor raised his hand.
"I have something to do."
Jason turned back.
"What's wrong? Are you the same as me? Have you thought of these strange things?"
Meteor confessed: "Teacher Jason, you are starting to say things that I don't understand. I need to go to the toilet because I need to urinate urgently."
Jason rolled his eyes angrily, wondering in his mind how could Jiang Xueming find such an idiot as his brother.
"Go ahead."
Brother Yin Bu and others gathered around and stared at the broken pages of the map.
"You mean, where we live is not normal?"
Jason changed his words to a more vivid and direct metaphor.
"Steel will naturally creep in the cold environment. From Pavlov to Hongxing Mountain, the railway ballast we walked on was a basic road filled with thousands of tons of sand and gravel. But in a place like Hongxing Mountain, how can it Guaranteeing basic level ground? Look at this street—"
Jason pointed to the RSH History Museum and Publicity Office, which were buildings almost seventy years ago.
"——It has both new buildings and old buildings. The buildings were built more than 40 years apart, but their foundations are all from the same era. In this environment, this is almost impossible. "
Brother Yin Bu and his brothers couldn't figure out what Jason wanted to say.
These buildings existed before they were born. There was no old man to tell them the history.
Jason Megan took back all the remaining pages of the map.
"Brother Yin Bu, I am a green gold guard and I am very sensitive to this information. Whenever there are things that are not consistent with common sense, I will try my best to understand why they exist reasonably."
He lowered his body and rubbed Brother Yin Bu's temples, asking Brother Yin Bu to take a good look at his memories.
"The foundation of this city is definitely not built with sand and fill like the railway. Otherwise, the factory workshops you see would not be so neat and organized, and they could be divided into five nuclear power plants according to the wishes of the city designers - we The soles of the feet are full of mud, and there may be giant skeletons inside. If this soft and hard earth structure lasts for a long time, as the foundations settle irregularly, these heavy industrial factories will overturn."
There is only one reason why RSH's factory has remained standing for so many years.
Jason Megan rubbed away Brother Yinbu’s clouded face.
"It's built on top of an underground city."
"When the blueprint for this outpost was first drawn, the steel structure of the underground city had already been completed."
"We have to dig out the mud under our feet and build a foundation of at least sixty meters high to ensure that industrial buildings exposed to the air can operate stably for so many years."
Jason begged Brother Yin Bu to think about it carefully.
"Have your elders ever told you since you were a child that there are places you must never go to, never desecrate, and never break into easily? These places are probably the entrances to underground cities."
Ibrahimovich was still in shock. He just knew that the motherland had built an outpost in such a ghost place, which was already an amazing industrial miracle.
If Jason's judgment is correct, maybe nuclear weapons can really be found underground.
According to historical records, at the strong request of Aohun Mingde, except for the semi-finished weapon platform of [Materialism], which was not taken away by the CIS and the Philosopher Foundation - these white-eyed wolves almost emptied the RSH. But they have not been underground.
Yin Bu said immediately without thinking: "Monument to the People's Heroes! There is a niche under the statue of the stele!"
Jason didn't say much: "Let's go."
3301 stood up and shouted loudly.
"Hey, hey! Have you seen my employer?"
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Go out from the weapons warehouse and walk more than two hundred meters to the street to find a bathhouse. Forty years ago it was bustling with people and busier than all the shops at the Albert Science Station.
At that time, tens of thousands of people in the entire village and town would come here to bathe and eat more or less.
Here you can see the RSH archons and people living naked in the same room, exchanging work points for pyroxene in the small commodity market on the street, and cooking disaster beast dishes together at the food stalls.
But now it has become a public toilet.
It turned into a huge cesspool that exuded the stench of methane and provided heat for the last fifty or so people in RSH.
Axing pushed the door open and went in. He walked to the urinal pit, unbuttoned his plastron and pulled up his trousers. He sighed at the spacious bathing area. The Soviet toilets were so grand and beautiful.
At this moment, he finally noticed the toilet friend next to him.
He was a strong man over three meters tall.
Axing raised his head and looked at the big man's head.
"Wow! Brother! How did you practice! Can you grow so big?"
He lowered his head again and looked at the other head of the tall man.
"Wow...oh...so talented."
William turned his head, embarrassed, and felt very embarrassed when he heard the sound of the two people draining the water.
"Born...born."
After a while, perhaps because the giant's bladder held an amazing amount of water, Meteor packed up, but William was still frozen in place, not moving.
Meteor said: "You are not from our team, you are probably an enemy, right? Are you from Stairway to Heaven?"
William Tong Kong shrank and became nervous.
Meteor continued: "I didn't see your companions outside. Just like me, you are a stray wolf. People who are not accepted by their companions...have the glory of loneliness."
From the embossed hollow decoration of the Orthodox murals in the large bathhouse, a cool and elegant square light source is cast.
William was inexplicably moved.
Meteor and William said seriously and firmly.
"I can wait for you. Fighting in this environment is like a cold war turning into a hot war. Once the launch button of the nuclear bomb is pressed, there will be no winner - and I am not willing to fight with my life against you without zipping up my pants. If If any one of us falls into a manure pit, or is splashed with manure from a bullet or bomb, even if he survives, he has lost his qualifications as a human being."
William was deeply touched.
"Brother, you are such a gentle person...I don't know what to say..."
