In mid-February, the Intelligence Section of the base headquarters sent a strange remote sensing report. At this time, the cold winter is fading away and spring is gradually beginning. The warm and humid air flow brought by the southeast monsoon from the South China Sea encounters the cold air entrenched in the Sichuan Basin, forming a front that stretches for hundreds of kilometers. High-altitude drones face the continuous rain from Taking off from Chongqing Jiangbei Airport, it broke through the low-pressure clouds and flew north to Linshui County, then turned east to Dianjiang, Fengdu and Pengshui. The flight route drew a large arc along the surrounding counties and villages outside Chongqing's urban area. , with a flight radius of more than 150 kilometers. This is a daily routine reconnaissance activity of 151. The drone is equipped with a high-resolution optical lens and ground radar to scan in a spiral trajectory.
After the collapse, mankind lost all its orbiting spacecraft and also lost its space launch capabilities. Since then, external reconnaissance can only rely on drones and high-altitude balloons. Base 151 has two modified Yunying drones. It was unarmed and equipped with a photoelectric probe and radar, which allowed the license plate on the ground to be seen clearly at an altitude of 10,000 meters. These days, both the aircraft carrier platform and the probe radar consume inventory. Without a production line, they cannot be manufactured and will be scrapped. One less, Yunying is a large high-altitude drone, of which there are only seven left in the world.
The remote sensing report was a thick stack of photos. One copy was sent to the joint command center in Guanyinqiao, and the other was sent to the base headquarters. Chen Yu was the first person in the operations department to see the report. He pointed to the photo. Ask the Information Section at the highlighted location:
"What is this?"
The staff officer of the Intelligence Section shook his head:
"do not know."
If it weren't for the snow, no one would have noticed its traces. The snow on the mountain top in February has not yet melted. In the black and white photos, there are irregular stretches of white patches, and the black ones are dense woods. Chen Yu took the photo Raising his head slightly and frowning, he saw a straight black line running across things and across the entire photo. It was very conspicuous, and it was highlighted by the white snow.
This was taken by a drone while flying over Lion Rock, Fengjiashan and Fenghuang Tsui areas. The scale of the photo is 1:5000. The field of view of one lens covers several mountain tops. This thin black line comes in from outside the photo. Then he went out from the other side of the photo. The thickness and width were estimated to be two or three meters. Chen Yu found several photos around it and put them together on the table.
"What is this line?"
"Do you think it looks like a rut? The wheels ran over the snow."
"Don't be kidding. It's on the top of a mountain. It's full of trees and there's no road. How can a car drive there?"
Other staff officers in the same office gathered around the table, poking their heads in and chattering away.
There is no doubt that this cannot be a trace left by humans. There are almost no humans living outside the safe zone. It may be some kind of natural phenomenon, or it may be the footprints left by angels.
"Where is Fenghuangzui? Over Dianjiang, right? To the northeast of us?" Chen Yu spread out the photos one by one, "How far is it from here?"
"About one hundred and fifty kilometers." someone answered.
Arranging the photos in the direction of up, north, south, left, west, right and east, you can see that the line is slightly inclined from east to west. Chen Yu found other photos with thin lines, and put them together four, eight, and sixteen Together they form a large picture. The dark thin line spans the seam between photos and is also extending intermittently. Due to the resolution of the probe and the terrain vegetation, this rut-like trace can only pass through the snow. It's most noticeable when it's down, but you can tell it's almost straight.
No matter what the topography was, it did not affect the direction of the straight line, as if someone had cut a knife into the photo.
Chen Yu stood in front of the table and straightened up, slowly frowned and asked a question:
"How long is it?"
Everyone around was stunned.
A staff officer held a drawing ruler in his hand, leaned over and pressed the ruler on the photo, aligning it with the black line.
"Extending in this direction, it should pass through Sangu, Tongmendong, Taihe and Huanxiping." The staff officer walked around to the other side of the table, "That is the direction to Guang'an."
"Are there any photos over there?" Chen Yu asked, "Today's ones."
"have."
The photos were sent quickly. The straight-line distance from Dianjiang County to Huanxiping is fifty kilometers away. The large flat areas and valleys in the middle are no longer covered with snow. However, Huanxiping is on a mountain, and there is indeed a clear track in the white snow. mark. Chen Yu placed the aerial photos of Huanxiping and Sifang Mountain far away on the corner of the table. The photos on both ends of the table looked at each other from a distance, but the dim dark straight line in the photo happened to be facing each other. This meant that it was the same line. It started from Dianjiang County in Chongqing City extends all the way to Huanxiping in Guang'an City, but there is still no beginning or end.
Everyone present was silent.
"Is it still farther?" Chen Yu asked.
"How far?"
Chen Yu's eyes scanned the map. No one knew how long this line was. If it extended straight and infinitely in the current direction, then it would inevitably pass through the entire Sichuan Basin, from Guang'an to Mianyang, and even cross the Qionglai Mountains. Go deep into the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
Chen Yu crossed his hand across the entire Sichuan Basin and pointed at the foot of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
"Contact 153. Please ask them to fax over today's photos of the Nanmugou area. Just say it's urgent and it needs to be fast."
If there is this straight line in the photos taken around the 153 base, it means that the scale of this thing spans at least three hundred kilometers, and it did not exist yesterday. The staff are vaguely worried about this. So far, no one has The angels have truly invaded the Sichuan Basin, and the thing in the photo quietly penetrated into the hinterland of Huanglong last night - the remote sensing images sent by 153 soon confirmed this, making everyone's heart sink and feel distant. Throughout the Sichuan Basin, there is also a thin black line in the photos from the other end, as if an invisible hand is carving a straight knife between the white snow of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.
Right.
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Phytolacca stood on the roadside holding a black umbrella, while the heavy rain fell and white smoke emitted from the ground.
He looked up at the sky. The gloomy rain clouds had not dispersed for a week. The continuous precipitation had aggravated the humid climate. Mushrooms began to grow in the corners of the dormitory. Chenyu and Phytolacca pulled out a few clusters and wanted to cook them for a midnight snack, but after thinking I didn't dare to put it into my mouth again and again, for fear of eating it and looking like a villain.
The iron door of the warehouse across the road suddenly opened. He stretched out a slender arm, spread his fingers and shook it vigorously. Phytolacca got the signal and came over with an umbrella.
The young girl held a bulging woven bag in her arms, got out from behind the iron door, turned around and used her shoulders to close the door, turned her head again, saw Phytolacca, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly walked to the door before he could reach the eaves. She got into the rain and jumped under his umbrella in a few steps.
Shen Jiang was also caught off guard by the sudden shower. Also because of the humidity, none of the washed sheets in her dormitory were dry, so she simply went to the logistics department to get a new set from the logistics department, but the heavy rain came just as soon as it came. Shen Jiang When she entered the house, it started to rain heavily, and within a few seconds it started to smoke, completely blocking her escape route. She had no choice but to call Phytolacca and ask him to bring an umbrella.
"Ah? Send an umbrella to you? Leader, I'm not your clerk. You asked others to give it to you..."
"Damn it! You're too late!"
Shen Jiang hid under the umbrella, stuffed the package into Shang Lu's arms, wiped the rain off his face with his hands, and took a sip:
"Sun, this damn weather, it will rain at any time."
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(Event preview: At 7:30 pm on March 26, the author Jun and Yuantong will have an offline event and book signing at Taikoo Li Fangsuo Bookstore in Chengdu. Chengdu students are welcome to attend.)
