Master of the Stars

When Claire Frozen was stunned, the alarm sounded, and at the same time, the brightness of the entire command cabin dropped sharply and flashed a dazzling red light.

A mature man's magnetic voice sounded: "A Class A violation operation is found, and all the ship members are immediately deprived of all rights. The ship personnel will immediately stop all activities, stand by on the spot, and repeat..."

Finally found it!

Claire twitched her fingertips. This was no longer the tone of the shipboard artificial intelligence, and it was obvious that there was a high-power intelligence intervention. However, he did not breathe a sigh of relief, because at this moment, with the deprivation of authority, all the positions in the command cabin that should have been locked up were still running continuously; the real-time status of the main engine displayed on the tactical sand table remained unchanged. .

The corners of his eyes flicked: The method that the Soul Order has mastered is no longer called a technique, but a **** of magic!

So is there a miracle to sanction it!

Claire didn't wait for the miracle. After ten seconds, the one who squeezed the communication channel was replaced by a...negotiation request from a senior general.

Although it was in a threatening tone, it was obvious that if there were other ways, how could the opposite party adopt such an inefficient method at this terrible moment?

In fact, it is not inefficient and has no effect at all.

In response, Cao Kai murmured in a low voice. He had stopped all operations, just sat on the command seat, and began to recite inexplicable mantras or scriptures.

The firing process of the main gun did not stop because of this, it was already completely dominated by the magical power, and it steadily advanced.

Claire had already seen the thirty-second countdown prompt.

He really wanted to do something, but the numbness had already penetrated the base of his tongue, and he had lost the ability to speak. Even if his eyeballs protruded out of his eye sockets, he was helpless for everything that happened in front of him.

His emotions are not essentially different from the chattering negotiation requirements over there, nor will it have any effect.

Under the effect of this weak struggle, the thirty-second countdown quickly crossed and returned to zero.

The slight vibration was transmitted through, Claire hoped that this was just an illusion under high tension, but this was clearly exactly the same as the feeling when the main gun was fired-strictly matched with logic and facts.

The main gun is fired!

The 50,000-ton nuclear missile locks the entered coordinates and ignites it through a space-based launcher. In a light-resistance environment, it can accelerate wildly in a very short time and rush into the atmosphere. Under the action of the earth's gravity, its speed can eventually reach nearly Mach 20, which is already the level of intercontinental ballistic missiles.

With an open-ground distance of 400 kilometers, it can be reached and hit in less than a minute. Hancheng doesn't know what will happen, the Pingmao District must be over.

It's over...

Claire's eyes were straight, and the "octopus" in the crystal ball was still floating in front of him, almost spinning against his face, like celebrating or mocking...Of course, people simply ignored him.

Claire really wanted to swallow and crush this thing in one bite. He did open his mouth, but even with his hideous face, his mouth was actually cracked apart. There was nothing else, only the saliva accumulated in a mass under the weightless environment and stirred in the mouth.

This appearance has no meaning except to highlight his embarrassment.

But for some reason, at this moment, the "octopus" floating and dancing in the void suddenly trembled, turned around and turned away. The once dumb and cold eyes were once again revealed in front of Claire.

Only this time, the place seemed a bit deformed, twisted into a funny arc,

In fact, the sleek body of the "octopus" is also distorted, as if being held by an invisible palm through the crystal ball, and twisted into a strange shape. After half a second, even the crystal ball outside was distorted. Up.

Claire knew that the "crystal ball" was not actually a crystal ball, but a different texture.

He was a little confused.

At this time, the sound of "Ode to Sutra" in the command cabin was also distorted, and the deserted cavity moved away, as if someone had strangled his throat.

Claire rolled his eyelids to look at it with difficulty, but there was a muffled sound in his ears, as if it was the main gun operating non-commissioned officer's seat on the opposite side.

He couldn't turn his head to look at it anymore, and then there was a nearly the same sound, this time the beginning was on the command seat above him.

Almost at the same time, a warm mark was splashed on Claire's face. In fact, within his field of vision, there are "fragments" of similar temperature and texture spreading out, like a bunch of fascinating flesh and blood flowers.

It was close to 7 o’clock in the evening at Hancheng time, and the sky just darkened shortly after the evening peak. The temporary magnetic track channel on Beishan Lake was opened. Even in the Pingmao district at the northern end of the lake, you can vaguely see the blurry sky in the far end. The band of light is winding and flowing under the cloud cover.

Yin Le had just stepped down from the upper deck. Before that, she was having a long-distance meeting with Mengchong on the Emerald Light, Jiang Yuanzhen from Techeng, and others to discuss how the Blood Flame Cult would be after Ronan’s transformation into a high-profile and powerful style The problem of adjustment. Speaking of the high-level meeting that has been brewing for many days, it is about to start, and more new information is about to take shape. This is only temporarily interrupted, and we will make plans after the meeting.

Obviously already knowing the facts, Co Yinle is still a little unaccustomed to Ronan's phenomenal performance, where he slept on a yacht while exposing his power thousands of miles away. Subconsciously, he went to the cabin where Ronan was.

Entering the main hall on the lower deck, Yin Le habitually glanced at the corners. Not surprisingly, she saw Snake Yu's hands on her knees, leaning there, her entire face buried in her knees, and she was not surprised by her arrival. No response-Since Snake Talk became Ronan's "experiment", his condition has hardly improved, especially in the past two days, it seems that he has suffered some "pupil surgery", and the situation is even worse. It was okay in front of Ronan, and most of the rest of the time, it was the current languor.

Yin Le gave up the idea of ​​communicating with Snake Language, she just came habitually, without any purpose, while Ronan "rested" in the inner bedroom, and separated her mind from making waves thousands of kilometers away, she didn't dare to disturb... …

It's evil. Just thinking of "Don't disturb", the bracelet vibrates, the sound is not loud, and the sound is exceptionally clear in the quiet room. Yin Le frowned and glanced, the name of the correspondent that caught her eye made her frown.

At this time, text messages from the same source came in.

Yin Le didn't look closely, but directly connected: "President He, you..."

That's what Yin Le calls He Yueyin. There was no intersection between the two, but recently, Yin Le was ordered by Ronan to collect all kinds of intelligence information. It was extremely difficult to complete the channels of the Blood Flame Cult. To ensure the effect, it would inevitably be troublesome. Although He Yueyin was in retreat, she still gave her a lot of support. After going back and forth, the two became familiar.

In Yin Le's impression, He Yueyin is the kind of person who knows how to do business, and is very polite. But this time, the other side directly broke her statement:

"Mr. Luo by your side?"

"Uh, inside..."

"You transfer immediately! The nuclear strike is expected to arrive in 85 seconds!"

"what?"

"Right now to avoid danger. I sent you the nearest civil air defense project site. If it is too late, enter the water nearby, at least 50 meters deep... immediately!"

Yin Le didn't question the authenticity of the information. Obviously, this was no joke. Moreover, as she exchanged information with He Yueyin, sirens also sounded over the Pingmao Zone—both air defense sirens or nuclear strike sirens. In short, the elongated and sharp whistling sounded a real bombardment. On her heart.

The snake whisper in the corner also looked up.

At this moment, Yin Le didn't have too much information in her mind. She was completely driven by instinct, rushed forward to open the wooden sliding door, and called:

"Mr……"

Yin Le didn't spit out the words behind, because in the interior, Ronan had already been seated up, not knowing how long he had been up, his hair was still a bit messy. At this moment, his sight was thrown into the noisy darkness outside through the viewing window of the cabin.

Yin Le felt relaxed at first, but soon became nervous again: "Sir, we must immediately..."

"late."

"what?"

"It's a step late...There are always these unexpected things."

Ronan stretched out his hand and rubbed his already messy hair, looking a bit distressed. Regarding the question, he said late, but his figure remained motionless, still sitting under the blanket, sighing unhurriedly.

Snake language also moved forward, standing beside Yin Le, and the two looked at each other. Although the emotions in their hearts were inconsistent, they stopped talking simultaneously.

Yes, no matter how nervous they are, when they encounter Ronan's appearance, they subconsciously, no, they must follow in principle. Even if there is a nuclear bomb falling from the sky in the next moment, they must maintain this "decent" in order to show their respect and awe to Ronan.

Yin Le and Snake Yu didn't speak, but He Yueyin's communication there was uninterrupted. Thousands of kilometers apart, he still passed that rare tension and urgency:

"Your position has not changed..."

"Sister Yueyin, I know about this, I will solve it."

There was some silence in the air before hearing He Yueyin's response:

"……it is good."

The lingering sound echoed in the yacht in Beishan Lake. And at a secret military base thousands of kilometers away, He Yueyin wore a robe and stood barefoot on the icy floor. There was nutrient fluid slipping off her body and head, and she was rarely embarrassed. She forcibly interrupted the debugging experiment and warned Ronan, but the latter's reaction made her unavoidably shocked.

On one side, a live video spliced ​​by multi-angle real scenes of outer space and atmosphere is displayed in the projection area. Thousands of kilometers apart, coupled with the image stitching combination, the signal must be delayed, so what she sees now is the situation one, two, or even five or six seconds ago.

At this time, the various pictures have not even completely captured the location of the nuclear warhead that has been locked down, but only occasionally glanced at that light spot, flashing through the complex cloud environment.

Dr. Pan, who presided over the test before, was very emotional: "I haven't seen this scene for a few years. There should be a missile interception system in Hancheng and the surrounding area? Of course, these years are mainly used to fight birds. When I was young... "

He Yueyin turned to look at him.

"what happened?"

"The front-end satellite early warning system is abnormal and has missed the interception window."

"Is it such a coincidence?"

Now it's too late to say anything. There are screens showing that the Hanjo fighter plane on duty has lifted off and the missile defense system has been turned on, but it's just talking about personnel.

Hancheng is already in chaos. The nuclear strike sirens were broadcast faithfully, and the double bombardment of sound waves and text messages paralyzed the city that was just in the evening peak.

"The real challenge is after the warhead hits the ground." Tian Bang, in a military uniform, strode in and said loudly, "I really didn't expect that there are still figures in this world who are forerunners. Need help? Madam?"

He Yueyin did not respond, even though Tian Bang's words had a certain meaning already regarded as a representative statement.

85 seconds, very short and very long. She has done a lot of things and it seems to be meaningless, but after all she remembers that Ronan responded calmly.

"The mid-stage interception failed... In fact, there was no mid-stage interception at all." Tian Bang sighed as he looked.

Space-based weapons are like this, with low-resistance acceleration, fast speed, and short range. After entering the atmosphere, the speed exceeds Mach 20, which brings great pressure to the terminal anti-missile system.

The reaction time is too limited.

"There are still 20 seconds..."

With the effort of speaking, the time of destruction is already beating frantically to the end.

"The first wave should be no problem." Tian Bang unconsciously speeded up his speech and expressed his views.

An early warning time of nearly one and a half minutes was given, and the surrounding environment was fine. How could an extraordinary species survive. But after such a decisive method, it is not as simple as post-disaster rescue.

He Yueyin finally responded, talking about something that had nothing to do with the picture: "A spacecraft took off from Amaterasu Shenting and went to Beishan Lake."

"It's an interception...Fart! Hey!"

Do you really do nothing?

At this time, Tian Bang's mouth really couldn't keep up.

On the contrary, the military personnel responsible for monitoring and interception, with highly reduced professional vocabulary, formed a storm that hits the eardrum through live broadcast signals.

Compared with the quick and calm terminology of remote personnel, the information links near Hancheng may be more representative. There was already someone, maybe the pilot roared.

At this time, the high-speed camera captured a few frames of effective images-the high thermal response of the nuclear warhead, in the dim image of the thermal imaging, was shown as a light spot falling from the sky, and behind it, there was a desperate electromagnetic gun chain trajectory passing by. .

The countdown has entered ten seconds, maybe five seconds?

All interception methods failed, and the fate of the Hancheng Heimao district was finalized.

Even Tian Bang felt that the blood in his whole body accelerated, his pores rushed open, his scalp was slightly numb, his eyes widened subconsciously, his pupils dilated, ready to receive the terrifying cloud that was about to burst.

He Yueyin's body trembled suddenly. This was the information that Tian Bang Yuguang had taken, but his brain didn't have time to analyze it further, because at this time, the spliced ​​real-life image "cracked".

It is difficult to describe such a change.

In fact, in the real image, it was just a shadow that suddenly appeared, so straight as if someone was drawing it with a pen ruler. Just at the front end of the light spot of the warhead, it directly cut the void that was mapped.

Well, that's how it feels.

In the next instant, the light spot of the warhead plunged into the shadow, and...there was no more.

"The target disappeared?" I don't know who said something in the communication channel, and then it was meaningless noise.

Tian Bang saw that the real image was obviously fluctuating, as if the void of clouds was trying to erase the traces of shadows.

However, the shadow is there, traversing the sky, with a vaguely scattered three-dimensional effect, as if one side of the void is curled up and one side is curled, losing its previous straight appearance, but forming a spectacle like the confrontation of Gaoxia... …

It's more like a ruptured wound that is difficult to heal in a short period of time, just exposed to people's eyes.

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