doomsday survival

Chapter 388 The Shocking Explosion

Chapter 388 The Shocking Explosion
The first time I received the signal from this radio station was in May, and the Sanskrit sound was always played, until a month later, the Sanskrit sound changed to mourning music.

The dirge was played for another 49 days, after that no matter how I tuned, I couldn't find any signal above that frequency.

And just over a month ago, this long-lost signal finally reappeared, and the music played was still the Sanskrit music.

According to an old man brought back by Feng Chen, the tune of this Sanskrit sound should be the Buddhist "Rebirth Mantra", a mantra often recited by followers of the Pure Land Buddhism, and it is also used to save the dead.

Shi Jian and Feng Kuang once speculated that this frequency came from the island of refuge, and even made an analysis that the island of refuge was ruled by a cult, and the mourning music was also considered to be played due to the death of the religious leader.

But right now, Li Yeyue came to say that "The Curse of Rebirth" had become a sad song again, making Shi Jian and Feng Kuang completely confused about what happened to each other.

The two people stared at each other, although they didn't speak, they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes, and they were desperately trying to figure out who was ugly.

Li Yeyue saw that Shi Jian was patronizing Fengkuang and ignored her, so she said angrily, "Hey, did you hear that? Why didn't you even answer a word?"

Only then did Shi Jian regain his senses, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said to Li Yeyue, "When did it change?"

"It started at eight o'clock this morning." Li Yeyue replied sweetly.

"At eight o'clock, it's the same time as the last broadcast of Dirge and Music." Feng Kuang reminded.

Shi Jian murmured when he heard the words: "Same... Is this a coincidence or intentional?"

"Let's go, let's go and listen." Feng Kuang stood up and walked outside.

Shi Jian also followed Feng Kuang and wanted to go out, but was held back by Li Yeyue.

"What's wrong?" Shi Jian asked.

Li Yeyue pouted, moved her lips a few times, and finally mustered up the courage to ask, "Do you really hate me?"

Shi Jian was puzzled by Li Yeyue's words, and asked inexplicably, "No, why do you think so?"

"Then why do you always avoid me?" Li Yeyue looked up at Shi Jian's eyes, and said aggrievedly, "Do you think I always confronted you before?"

Shi Jian smiled awkwardly, and said, "How can it be? Aren't I busy recently?"

"You don't even bother me when you're not busy," Li Yeyue pinched the front of her shirt with both hands, and whispered, "You just ignore me when I go to your house."

"Well, let's hurry up and see what's going on." Shi Jian ran away in a hurry after finishing speaking.

"Hmph, big wood!" Li Yeyue stomped her feet angrily.

When Shi Jian entered the communication room, Feng Kuang was already sitting there, listening to the mournful music coming from the loudspeaker, frowning and wondering what he was thinking.

"Did they die again?" Shi Jian pulled out a chair and sat down.

"I don't know," Feng Kuang sighed, "Actually, what happened to them has nothing to do with us, but I just feel that something is wrong, but I still can't figure it out."

Shi Jian was disturbed by the muffled music, so he turned down the volume, and said, "Well, let's install a radio station in the monitoring room to monitor this frequency."

"That's all." Feng Kuang stood up and said with a sigh, "I really want to know who they are saving and who are they singing the dirge for again."

When Shi Jian heard Feng Kuang's emotion, his heart suddenly moved, and he immediately pulled Feng Kuang back, saying, "Old Feng, listen to my analysis to see if I'm right."

"Speak." Feng Kuang sat down again.

Shi Jian rearranged his thoughts and raised the problems he found.

In his opinion, the users of this frequency may not be the cult they guessed before, because "The Curse of Rebirth" is just one of the ten small mantras of the Pure Land Sect, and they don't play it day and night non-stop, and There are also pauses in between.

From this point of view, this kind of behavior seems to be a kind of transcendence, rather than a religious behavior.

The real problem is here.If it is superseded, then someone must have died.In that case, the sad music should be played first, not "The Curse of Rebirth".

Moreover, since the broadcast of the sad music, the "Curse of Rebirth" has never been let go, which does not conform to the procedure of superseding, so Shi Jian concluded that they must not have died of some important person.

"I think they must be expressing something, but there is too little information in hand to draw a final conclusion." Shi Jian finally said with emotion.

Feng Kuang carefully tasted what Shi Jian said, and felt that there was some truth in it, but like Shi Jian, he was puzzled by the meaning of these music.

"Forget it, anyway, they are still far away from us, and we will never meet each other in this life, so there is no need to waste that brain cell." Shi Jian stood up and said.

Feng Kuang also laughed at himself, no matter what the other party wanted to do, thousands of kilometers away, it wouldn't affect him, but he got distracted and said with a smile: "Let's go out and have a look. "

The bright sunlight shining on the snow was extremely dazzling, and Shi Jian couldn't help raising his head to look at the cloudless sky.

Suddenly, Shi Jian found that in the blue sky, there seemed to be several objects flying, reflecting a little silver light, and there was a faint line of clouds behind them.

"Damn, Lao Feng, look! What is that? Is it an airplane?" Shi Jian immediately yelled.

Feng Kuang looked up in the direction of Shi Jian's finger, and vaguely saw a few flying objects passing by, but he couldn't make out what they were.

"Binoculars! Get the binoculars!" Feng Kuang hurriedly said to Shi Jian.

Shi Jian immediately pulled Feng Kuang into the off-road vehicle and sped towards the fire brigade. After getting out of the car, he hurried back to the office and took out the binoculars.

"Are you still here?" Shi Jian asked eagerly.

Feng Kuang was looking up the UFOs in the sky, and quickly determined their positions with the line behind them.

"It's still there, flying to the west." Feng Kuang said, taking a telescope from Shi Jian.

The two looked into the sky with binoculars, and when they saw the flying objects clearly, they couldn't help but froze on the spot.

Although they fly very high, they can be easily identified through the telescope against the pure blue background of the sky. They are ten cylindrical objects, and the clouds and mist are ejected from behind them.

"How could this be? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Shi Jian repeated these two sentences.

On the other hand, Feng Kuang opened his mouth even more, and couldn't even speak.

The smoke drawn by the UFO in the sky quickly attracted the attention of other people. It didn't take long before the industrial park was full of people, all looking up at the sky that continued to extend to the west. Faint clouds.

"What is that?"

"I don't know. Didn't you see Mr. Shi watching it? Ask Mr. Shi later."

"Those things in front are still shining."

Those UFOs flew farther and farther, and finally disappeared into the sky, even the telescope could not find their traces.If it weren't for the ten straight white lines left in the sky, Shi Jian and Feng Kuang would think that they had hallucinated just now.

The two took down the binoculars in a tacit understanding, looked at each other, and found that there was indescribable horror in each other's eyes.

"Am I not mistaken?" Shi Jian asked with difficulty.

Feng Kuang nodded blankly, and said, "I also hope that I was wrong, but now it seems that I am really right."

"What the hell is this rhythm? Why are rockets appearing in the sky?" Shi Jian's voice was filled with infinite panic.

"You said it was a rocket? Then it's not a rocket! It's a missile!" Feng Kuang's words directly shattered the last hope in Shi Jian's heart.

"That's right," Shi Jian said blankly, with a hint of crying in his voice, "That can't be a rocket. How can there be ten rockets flying together? It should indeed be a missile."

Shi Jian suddenly seemed to be a different person, and growled wildly: "They launched this, what are they going to do? What are they going to do when launching missiles to the mainland? Do you want to use missiles to hit zombies?" ? Are they crazy?"

Feng Kuang looked dazed, and said blankly: "I don't know, I can't even figure out how they have missiles, and they can launch them, and they even know how to play mourning, for zombies? Are they It's not too funny!"

Xia Qianhe walked over at this moment and asked excitedly, "Brother, what are those? Are they planes?"

Feng Kuang smiled wryly, and said, "If it's really an airplane, then I'd be really thankful, but unfortunately they're not." Then he spit out two words softly: "Missile."

Xia Qianhe was stunned for a moment. Having experienced the old times, he certainly knew what missiles were and what they were used for, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Soon, those old people who lived from the old times gathered and asked questions one after another.When they knew the truth, they were at a loss without exception.

Seeing the situation here, other people gathered around and wanted to ask what was flying in the sky, but after seeing the ashes-like faces of the people present, they were too frightened to ask.

Just when everyone was at a loss, the ground suddenly trembled a few times. Although it was only a few seconds, although it was only a slight tremor, everyone present felt it.

earthquake!People immediately ran to the open area to prevent casualties.

But those who knew what the missile was didn't move. They all knew that it wasn't an earthquake, but a missile exploded, and it was even very likely a nuclear explosion!

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(End of this chapter)

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