On the monitor next to him, a voice suddenly became extremely harsh. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info is a gas alarm, and the gas in the next room is quickly exceeded. And because the next room is poorly sealed, there is a possibility that the poison gas will spread to the corridor.

The toxin of the virus sniper projectile is infectious, as long as it is contaminated with a little bit of life (even leather products), it will spread rapidly, and the infected life form will be instantly assimilated into a carrier full of toxins, and then the infected will explode, spraying a large amount of venom and green poison gas.

The poisonous gas ejected by the beastmen is extremely strong in terms of bulk density and toxicity, and I'm not sure if the door on the other side can stop it.

"So we'll have to move faster," Darsha answered as he typed, "and we'll get out of the way when we're done...... By the way, what is our mission to this communication station? ”

"Contact Chen Tianjie and Ian first."

A minute later, the communication connection was successful. I made a gesture to Darsh and told her to go to F first and be responsible for connecting to the satellite. I picked up the headphones from the side and put them to my ear until the computer image was clear.

A burst of "snowflakes" swept across the TV screen, and after ten seconds, it was finally completely clear. But at the bottom of the screen, it shows that the instrument Ian uses is not a visual display, but a computer.

"Comrade Commander, I have not very good news here--boom-" As he spoke, a violent explosion sounded outside, and the picture fluctuated for nearly three minutes.

"Comrade Ian? Hear it, please answer! I shouted several times, but there was no answer from the other side, only a faint shout.

Five minutes later, a deafening explosion sounded from the opposite side, and the signal was cut off.

"Daxia!" I dropped my headphones and shouted, "Is the coalition reconnaissance satellite connected?" ”

Darsha gave me a gesture of confirmation. On the central screen, the allied insignia against a red background is particularly eye-catching, and a crisp and pleasant prompt sounds: "Battlefield control has been established." ”

The military emblem spun around twice, and a line of Russian appeared at the bottom of the screen at a breakneck speed, and then disappeared again. Only one satellite map showing the entire Korean Peninsula remained on the computer screen.

The map zooms out on the screen, from the Korean Peninsula to North Korea, from North Korea to the Changbai Mountains, and finally from the entire Changbai Mountains to a col on the east side. If you don't look closely, you can't really tell that this is a silos.

"Wait a minute," I interrupted abruptly, "let's see the fighting south of Pyongyang." ”

The map zooms in again, then zooms out toward the west coast of North Korea, with vehicles and houses in view.

By the time the screen zooms out over the battlefield, the houses are gone, leaving only the vehicle and its wreckage. How could there still be houses on such a fierce battlefield.

"Judging by the current situation of the war, the World Imperial Security Forces are already retreating. In contrast, our situation is more optimistic. The KPA has taken full control of the riverbank area," I looked at the satellite map and analyzed, "By the way, what happened to the Allied forces?" ”

Daxia re-entered the command. The image shifts westward to the location of the Allied military base, but above the military base is a thick layer of clouds like milk, almost thicker than the rainy clouds on the weather satellite map in the Disaster Prevention and Control Center.

"It's not going to ...... It's the ability of the Mist Maker......" I asked, gritting my tongue.

"Of course not. However, judging by the meteorological results displayed on the reconnaissance satellites, it seems that it is really raining near the Allied base! ”

I guessed it right. But that's too much of a coincidence, isn't it? It happened to be raining just above the Allied base, completely blocking the layout of the Allied base?

"Forget it, I don't care about the situation of the Allies. How many kilometers have Yuri's troops retreated in the direction of Pyongyang at the moment? I pressed on.

Daxia pondered for a while before slowly replying, "It's been ten kilometers back." Both our and Allied offensives seem to have stagnated somewhat, presumably because Yuri's forces have adjusted. ”

On the map, the Rhino Tank is mixed with a few Apocalypse Tanks to form a torrent of steel, and at this moment it has completely broken through the barrier of the Datong River, intertwined with the troops of Yuri's troops with a tide of wild beastmen and some Wind Tanks, and Yuri's troops can even see some captured Allied and Allied tanks.

Countless berserkers turned into a blur of flesh and blood in the sound of cannons, and countless tanks turned into piles of scrap metal in the sound of cannons. The World Empire's long-wave nerve assault vehicle serves the same role as the Rhino Tank's extended barrel, providing fire support at the end. It's just that the significance of the Rhino tank barrel extended model is to replace the backward howitzer for covering fire support, and the long-wave nerve assault vehicle is to launch telepathic control waves through the "brain", and randomly control several units as puppets.

"Don't look at it, switch to us." I sat back down at the computer I was using to communicate with Ian. At this point, it is useless to worry about Pyongyang's coalition forces, and the only way to help them is to do their own thing.

Computer communications have finally been restored. Ian's face reappears on the computer. The already cold face looks even more vicissitudes against the backdrop of several scars. The signal doesn't seem to be very good, and the snowflakes keep floating on the screen, appearing and disappearing.

"That's bad luck...... Oh, Comrade Commander, how's the signal? Ian patted the computer nervously, "Damn...... The image should be fine...... It's the only computer we have...... Don't have any more problems with audio......"

"I'm very clear here," I replied, "what happened just now?" ”

Chen Tianjie squeezed into the screen. For some reason, Chen Tianjie is much more obedient than Ian, but I seem to have an inexplicable rejection of Chen Tianjie.

"Nothing." Chen Tianjie lifted that expressionless face, allowing me to see the dust and scars on his face. There were also several scratches on the clothes, and the coagulated blood stains looked terrible.

He sighed softly and replied, "Although we destroyed the troop recycling station just now, there are still a little more slave laborers in this silo. If it weren't for the map, the two of us would have almost died in the silo. ”

Artificial gods not only have much stronger physical functions than ordinary people, flesh and blood can be constantly regenerated, they are not afraid of poisoning, they have strong endurance and memory, and they also have the genes of beasts in their bodies. Enemies that can make them all feel tricky...... How powerful is it?

"And how did you end up working out?" I asked, "Have you killed them all?" ”

Darsha made a "important information" gesture, and I told her to write it down on a piece of paper and show it to me.

"How could it be. We wiped out the slave laborers located above the control room, blew up the staircase to the lower floor, and the brick fragments blocked all the ascending passages," Chen Tianjie sighed expressionlessly, "but when we came in...... The elevator was accidentally damaged......"

"What if slave labor destroys a nuclear warhead?" I glared at him, "Even if you are a man-made god, two nuclear bombs will be enough for you!" ”

"Don't worry too much about that." Chen Tianjie turned his head to the left, and then turned the computer screen to the left as well, so that I could see the computer screen on the left. What was shown on the computer was an analytical diagram of the nuclear bomb silo, which I couldn't read at all.

Daxia suddenly shouted, "Got it! ”

"Understood?" I was taken aback by Darsha's actions, "What do you understand?" ”

"I see...... This nuclear warhead is not an ordinary nuclear bomb! Daxia exclaimed in surprise, "This is a newly developed red mercury nuclear bomb!" ”

On the other side of the screen, Ian and Chen Tianjie, like me, both showed shocked expressions.

"Yes!" Darsha replied affirmatively, "The red mercury bomb is not only hundreds of times more powerful than ordinary nuclear weapons, but it is also very safe!" It is impossible to detonate it by relying on a group of slave laborers alone! ”

"But we also have bad news here......," Chen Tianjie scratched his head and complained, "We don't have information technology talent here." Even if there is, I don't know the code of the nuclear bomb......"

"It doesn't matter. We'll help you when we're done here. I have the password here. ”

"Understood. Wait a minute, I'll let Comrade Ian ...... Oops......" The signal was interrupted by a sudden murmur of electromagnetic waves.

"There's a problem with the computer on the other side," Darsha sighed softly and concluded, "I hope they can hold on." ”

"I think it's better to think about ourselves," I replied a little annoyed, "the communication station is separated from the silo by a five-kilometer mountain road, and it is impossible to reach it without transportation." ”

"This problem has long been solved, and some people should remember to take a look at the layout." I mocked Darsha without a trace, and snickered at her angry but helpless look.

"Where are you going!" When he walked out the door, Darsha was still shouting from behind, "The satellite has been called out, so what are we going to do next?" ”

"It's not big enough," I went out without even turning my head, "I'll sleep for a while, you find some giant satellites, and then use the trick of the moon." ”

Daxia's pupils shrank. The movement is obvious, and you can feel it even if you don't turn your head.

"And then?" She returned to normal, "and I can't crack the password......"

"Then you don't have to worry about it, take a shower and get some sleep," I said, "you just have to remember the procedure for launching missiles." ”