The commander on the medium-sized missile launcher received an order, and just pressed the program lock, and was about to close the physical lock, when the launcher suddenly moved, and what surprised the commander was that without any order, the three missile vehicles had slowly erected the missile launcher, which frightened him so much that his scalp was about to explode.

Which brave guy with hair dares to start the launch procedure without authorization, and when the convoy is already in a dense formation, although the power of this medium-sized missile is not very great, it is also a rocket engine, once launched, just the tail flame and highly toxic smoke will kill.

The commander slammed his fist into the emergency stop button, which could directly physically cut off the launch program, but who knew that this time there would be no movement at all.

How could he have imagined that the spy program was directly embedded in the single hardware of the launch vehicle, unless the launch vehicle was smashed, there would be no means to stop it at all, the more advanced the thing, the more fragile it was sometimes, otherwise some high-level shelters would not use the oldest mechanical locks.

The out-of-control missile launcher erected the silo at a faster speed than usual, and then very cleanly and neatly burst open the lock cover of the silo in the midst of bursts of explosions, and the smoke instantly spread to all sides, and the commander who was about to report to his superiors only felt that his body was light, and the command vehicle he was riding in was directly overturned by the air wave, and his head was broken and bleeding.

Even so, he counted the columns of smoke rising into the air, one, two, three, four, five

A full five pillars of smoke rose, and the commander was completely fake, although the missiles equipped by a small country like them were castrated versions, but the warhead was still loaded with a full two tons of **, no matter where it was thrown, it was not a small incident, not to mention a full five.

The five medium-range missiles were intra-atmospheric missiles, breaking through the speed of sound ten seconds after liftoff, reaching five times the speed of sound in just one minute.

How big a small country can be, it took less than three minutes, and five missiles reached the sky over the manor almost head to tail.

Several times the speed of sound, let alone a missile with a high-explosive warhead, even if nothing is installed, this speed alone is enough to cause great damage.

Five missiles fell, blowing up five large craters, within a radius of five kilometers, everything was razed to the ground, as for the original beautiful manor, there was not even a ruin to be seen, only a large crater remained.

The blood warriors and tough soldiers who were still fighting fiercely, no matter how strong they were, were all wiped out under the powerful weapons of the human race, and they couldn't even find their bodies.

The basement has collapsed, many nobles have been pressed under the concrete block screaming, in the face of this danger, broken bones and tendons are inevitable, Andre, who has long been mentally prepared, dragged Morris to hide in time to the nearest to the sink, and it is also the thickest pillar stone, except for being smashed by the falling masonry and stones, there is only a mess left.

In this moment of loyalty, neither Franconian nor Aaron lagged behind, and Franconian also had the upper hand, preemptively pressing Prince Clark under him, and then Aaron pressed on top of him, and the two of them pressed Clark tightly.

However, Clark did not appreciate it, and in the case of the falling mud and rocks, he pushed Aaron and Franken away with all his might, and threw himself into the sink to the basement used for refuge, and soon the backup power was activated, and several undamaged lights were also turned on, illuminating the basement dimly.

Clark ignored the casualties in that place, and checked the situation in the sink first, but the result surprised him, only to see that the coffin of Qingtong, which had only cracked the crack, had been completely opened at some point, and it was empty, and there was nothing.

"No, how could this be, how could this be, why did this happen" Clark then grabbed Aaron over, grabbed him by the collar and roared, making Aaron roll his eyes but not daring to struggle.

Franconia persuaded Clark to calm down from afar but did not dare to come forward, for fear that he would accidentally become a substitute for the dead, and he was afraid that he would not be able to stand the tearing of Clark's fury, and only Aaron, the archduke, could barely support it.

As for the other nobles, including the injured and screaming, they also shut up, at least there is still life for now, as long as they get out of trouble, they can always recover as before, if they provoke Clark, I am afraid that even their lives will be lost.

Clark is now on the verge of madness, and even under a few beatings, the corners of Aaron's mouth began to bleed, and Aaron was also thinking about how not to anger Clark more and then get himself out of trouble, when Clark suddenly paused, then let go of his hand, and then slowly bowed down.

This time, regardless of the title, they were all stunned, and then looked in the direction of Clark's bow.

For a moment, apart from the occasional crackling of falling rocks, only the sound of heavy breathing remained, and the sound of fabric being torn in the darkness.

A pair of eyes fell into the darkness, quietly waiting, so that the prince Clark could bow down, what the result was, most of the nobles had a reliable guess, and even their expressions became excited.

A lazy snort made everyone's hearts skip a beat, and then, a little white foot as white as jade poked out from the dark corner, and the round toes lightly touched the ground, not light, but it made the hearts of those nobles tremble fiercely.

When the figure was fully revealed, all the people's eyes were straight, and all the nobles were forced by Clark to wait here for more than half a month, which would kill some nobles with guns and cannons, but what they were waiting for turned out to be a girl

That's right, it's just a girl, and it's a girl with an oriental face, she looks very young, but her clear eyes are very deep, just look at the eyes, say that she is fifteen years old, some people believe it, say that she is fifty years old, it gives people a very contradictory feeling, and this look at each other, it makes people's hearts excited, and even dare not look at her face, a quick glance only feels beautiful.

She seemed to be naked, wrapped in a curtain, the curtain was only briefly torn and added, two white arms were exposed, and a cloth pimple was tied around her chest, just an old dark curtain, which forced the girl to wear the Inter Milan fan, as if a big name appeared.

The waist-length long black hair was soft and black, surging slightly like a wave with her movements, looking at this beautiful oriental girl, a thought surged in the hearts of all the blood nobles, who is this person and why did Clark bow down to her, although they had an answer faintly in their hearts, but no one dared to believe this answer, and they didn't want to believe it.

The girl stretched out for a long time, and let out a burst of soft snorts, which made the hearts of those nobles who lived a rotten life skip a beat.

The girl's waist stretched to the limit, the bones of the whole body made a soft crackling sound, a lazy waist stretched for a full five or six minutes, everyone was waiting quietly, waiting for the girl to speak, everyone had a question in their hearts.

Finally, the girl lowered her arm, and then her dark eyes turned slightly, and they were a little jerky, but their eyes were extremely clear, and finally her eyes were fixed on Clark's body.

The "Clark" girl's voice was crisp and slightly hoarse, but it had a unique charm.

"It's me, Clark" Clark leaned lower, the respect coming from the deepest part of his heart.

The girl walked lightly, her little white feet stepped on the rubble on the ground, and Clark felt a pain in her heart, so she quickly took off the silk dress on her body, spread it like a carpet at her feet, and then bowed her head and kissed her toes lightly and withdrew.

The girl stepped on Clark's clothes, stood pretty, and said to Clark: "Clark, I didn't expect you to rescue me, in fact, it's good to be asleep."

When the girl spoke, there was a faint vicissitudes and melancholy, like a centenarian.

Clark was already crying, "Respected king, without you, the blood clan will be wiped out in the long river of history, look at what the blood clan has become today."

Clark's crying made all the nobles feel shocked, it was really the return of the king, some of the older nobles had also seen the king of the blood clan before, but the king of the blood clan at that time was very mysterious, and the voice was not like the voice of this girl, if it wasn't for the prince of Clark crying, I am afraid it would be really difficult for them to believe that the girl in front of them who looked like she was in her early twenties was actually the king of the blood clan.

No matter how incredulous these nobles were, one thing they believed was that Clark would never joke with the King of the Blood Clan, because this involved the root of the Blood Clan, that is to say, the seemingly young girl in front of him was really the King of the Blood Clan.

But the girl just stared at Clark as if she didn't see them, her eyes softened, and she patted Clark on the shoulder gently, "I've been asleep for too long, a lot of things need to be sorted out slowly, I need to go outside and see"

"Danger" Clark quickly turned sideways to stop her, and as soon as she told her about the situation, the girl sighed faintly and didn't say anything more.

After waiting for a long time, some of the remaining blood warriors removed the gravel at the entrance of the basement and cleared the door, and Sun Yi was staring here from the satellite, seeing this scene, a faint sneer appeared on his face, just waiting for you to come out, do you really think that Lao Tzu can steal only such a missile This time, if you don't let you break your bones, Lao Tzu's grandson is written upside down.

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