Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch

Chapter 101 Antarctica Base 32

The only problem that needs to be considered is that the size of the human body is too small, it is difficult to leave a decent wound on this giant beast, unless it directly attacks the opponent's vital points, such as the head or the nuclear energy organs in the body similar to the atomic furnace.

For this kind of problem, Lin Zhongtian also came up with several solutions.

Just wait for Ghidorah to be awakened, and then he can try it on it...

Recalling Dr. Chen Ailing who was stunned before leaving, Lin Zhongtian had a wicked smile on his face.

In this world where monsters are rampant, if he wants to attack the titan, he will definitely be discovered by humans.

Instead of being cautiously guarded against alien visitors like Superman, it is better to actively integrate into the mythical background of this world, so that they will naturally have a better impression of themselves.

Coincidentally, there is also a TV drama version of "Lotus Lantern" in this world.

Lin Zhongtian's attire is very similar to Erlang God in the play. As long as he holds a three-pointed double-edged knife and simulates a three-eyed image, it is not difficult for Chinese people in this world to treat him as a god.

Of course, the Erlang God in the drama version of Lotus Lantern does not actually conform to the original image, but because the actor Uncle Jiao is too brilliant, this version of Erlang God has been widely circulated and has become the deity of Erlang God in the hearts of many Chinese people.

Lin Zhongtian also chose this image for this reason.

As for whether this image that does not conform to the original work will cause human doubts, Lin Zhongtian thinks it should not.

After all, it is a fairy, and it is normal to be transformed into various images.

……

After a night of flying, Lin Zhongtian finally arrived at the southernmost tip of the earth in the early hours of the morning.

This is a world of ice and snow, countless snow-covered mountain peaks, like undulating silver dragons.

Between the sky and the earth, the strong wind swept the ice and snow, and a blizzard blew up. The flying and rotating ice and snow in the air were like ice knives that were biting cold, constantly cutting the outer wall of the base.

In the sky, Lin Zhongtian stopped his figure suddenly and stood upright. The black silver-patterned cloak behind him fluttered in the blizzard, and a pair of dark eyes looked down at Base No. 32, which was built on the iceberg below.

The main part of the base is embedded in icebergs, standing on the cold and hard ice shelf of Antarctica.

The entrance to the base is a huge door frame reinforced by layers of reinforced concrete. From the door frame to the huge open space in front, there are many searchlights of different sizes fixed, and beams of light shoot out from it, tearing open the surrounding darkness. The continent shrouded in polar night adds a bit of warmth and light.

Lin Zhongtian glanced at it, and quickly locked on the logo on the door frame that looked like a horizontal hourglass.

This logo also exists in Base 61, and it represents the symbol of the Emperor Organization.

"It's finally here!"

Lin Zhongtian felt emotional in his heart, then raised his eyebrows suddenly, and turned his head to look at the sky not far away.

There, a V-22 Osprey tiltrotor aircraft was speeding toward the base.

……

At the same time, in Base 54, an outpost of the Emperor Organization in Bermuda, code-named 'Castle of Applause', a woman in a smart suit is introducing the terrorist organization that attacked Base 61 to everyone in the Operations Hall.

"Alan Jonah, a former British Army colonel and obsessed with recreating the laws of nature, has become an eco-terrorist. Since the events in San Francisco five years ago, he has begun to smuggle a new dangerous substance on the black market-- Genes of titan monsters."

"Just yesterday, at 62:[-] a.m. in East [-]th time zone, Alan Jonah led a team to attack Base [-] in Yunnan, China. The titan beast code-named Mothra escaped from the base and cocooned behind a nearby waterfall. , the organization's Chief Paleontological Research Director, Dr Emma Russell, and her daughter Madison were abducted."

Having said that, the woman in the suit paused, and her eyes fell on a man at the end of the conference table.

This person is Emma Russell's ex-husband, Dr. Mark Russell, who worked with her on the Orca device.

Seeing that Dr. Mark Russell was expressionless and did not express his position, the woman in the suit continued: "We have reason to suspect that Alan Joner and his eco-terrorist organization want to capture this monster sample named Mothra alive. Means they'll show up again—"

"Save it!"

Dr. Mark suddenly opened his mouth, and interrupted the woman in the suit with a sneer: "They have already obtained the Emma and Orca devices, and have a pass to the entire Monster Kingdom. Why should they limit their attention to this bug?"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other and whispered.

Dr. Mark continued on his own: "I think Mothra is just a bait they use to disturb your sight. When you focus all your eyes on this bug, they must be looking for another bug with a bigger size. Bigger, stronger monsters..."

……

As soon as the screen changed, the V-32 Osprey tilt-rotor aircraft was in the sky above Base 22 in Antarctica.

A middle-aged man whose appearance was exactly the same as that of Alan Jonah on the screen in the combat hall was sitting in the cabin, checking the white-painted automatic rifle in his hand, and there were many soldiers who were fully armed and in the same uniform as him.

Opposite him, a blond woman hugged the slightly trembling girl beside her and spoke softly.

"Don't be afraid, remember what I said before."

"Um……"

The girl responded softly and leaned into her mother's arms.

At this moment, the fuselage of the V-22 Osprey suddenly shook violently.

Caught off guard, everyone in the cabin turned left and right.

Those soldiers who had fastened their seat belts could barely stabilize their bodies with the help of the handrails, while guys like Alan Jona who didn't fasten their seat belts fell straight forward and stuck their heads on the ground.

After standing up in embarrassment while leaning on the cabin chair, Alan Jonah turned his head and shouted angrily in the direction of the cockpit.

"Damn, what happened?!"

"There...someone is blocking the way ahead!"

There was an incredible trembling sound in the cockpit.

Alan Jonah was startled when he heard the words, thinking that there was a fighter plane intercepting in front, he quickly stood up, grabbed the raised handrail on the bulkhead, and staggered towards the cockpit.

After entering the cockpit, Alan Jonah looked up and couldn't help frowning.

"What about the interceptor you're talking about?"

"It's not an interceptor, boss, it's a person!"

The driver's voice trembled slightly, with fear and nervousness about the unknown in his tone.

Alan Jonah's eyes widened when he heard the words, and he couldn't help yelling: "Idiot, do you want to listen to what you are talking about? This is an altitude of 300 meters. Who can appear here, Superman?"

"But there was really a person just now!"

The driver was a little aggrieved and couldn't help but recall the scene just now.

He drove the V-22 Osprey through the snowstorm, and when he was about to fly towards Base 32, he suddenly saw a human floating in the snowstorm ahead.

The driver was stunned for a moment, then immediately came back to his senses, and quickly deflected the fuselage to pass him, which caused the turbulence just now.

Hearing the driver's grievance description, Alan Jonah thought that he had hallucinations, so he ordered him to go back to the cabin to rest and let the co-pilot take over the control lever.

But the co-pilot also said he saw humans in the clouds.

Alan Jonah froze for a moment, and before his brain could finish processing the information, he heard the two screaming in horror again.

"Boss, look! That man is here again!"

Alan Jonah didn't care too much, and quickly raised his head, only to see a man in bright silver armor with a handsome face, who looked like a god descending from the earth, facing his eyes in the cockpit from a distance of hundreds of meters.

"Let me tell you, boss, I'm not hallucinating!"

The two drivers pointed at the man in silver armor and shouted excitedly.

But Alan Jonah couldn't help yelling: "Stop screaming, and avoid him!"

The driver reacted and quickly turned the fuselage, trying to avoid the silver armored man in front of him.

At the moment when they passed by, the Shining Armor God suddenly showed a smile that made Alan Jonah's hair stand on end.

In the next second, the Shining Armor God will gently raise his arm, and the bright silver armor is like a sharp steel knife, easily tearing apart the alloy armor of the V-22 Osprey, tearing apart the tooth-piercing metal. The cracking sound cut off half of the wing at the root.

In an instant, the fuselage of the V-22 Osprey completely lost its balance, and fell to the mountain below with thick black flames.

In the turbulent fuselage, everyone screamed in horror.

The soldier carrying the parachute was thrown onto the rear hatch by the rotating fuselage, and was hoping to break through the hatch to escape by parachuting, but found that the hatch was firmly locked by something and could not be opened at all.

For a moment, a strong sense of despair permeated the closed cabin.

In the entire V-22 Osprey, only two pilots successfully ejected and escaped, and the others seemed to be unable to escape the fate of death.

High in the sky, Lin Zhongtian glanced at the two pilots who were ejected to the high altitude, and then opened the eyes-like perspective, jumped down, followed by the first at an extremely fast speed, and caught up with the falling plane.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Zhongtian inserted his arm into the fuselage, tore off the thick metal, and flew into it.

Soon, the V-22 Osprey, which was emitting black smoke, turned and fell towards the iceberg, bursting into brilliant flames with a roar.

At an altitude of about 300 meters from the peak of the crashed mountain, Lin Zhongtian, who had already detached from the fuselage, was suspended there out of thin air, holding a device similar to a small computer in his left hand, and embracing an unconscious girl in his right hand.

Gray mist poured out from his palm continuously, repairing the girl's broken bones and seriously injured body.

(End of this chapter)