Chapter 162: The Moon Air Fleet (4)

"Anyway...... How do you know that there are Yuri's troops on the ground? This was Noblanga's last question before the end of the communication. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoHow do I know that there are hundreds of life signals on the moon, and there are more than 2,000 life signals directly below them, which is as striking as standing on the top of a hill overlooking a city burning in a sea of fire, but can I say it for sure?

So after much deliberation, I slowly replied, "Guess, now the communication is over." ”

"Guess?" The voices on Noblanga's side had stopped, replaced by a confused Najib. He's been with me for a short time, but anyone who's been on a mission with me knows that I don't do anything I'm not sure about. I say that the enemy's disposition is guessed, and in their opinion, it is more ridiculous than the explosion of the earth tomorrow.

"Daxia will arrange people to guard the entrance of the elevator in front of the ground, and the enemy may not say the same. There are only four helipads in total, and the enemy does not have high-power transport aircraft, and even if there are ones, they cannot open the roof of the hangar. If you don't protect the elevator entrance, if something happens, you won't be able to run out. So I asked Nobron to search with Kirov's reconnaissance system, and sure enough. ”

"But what if Kirov can't detect the enemy (Kirov's search range is very wide, but the accuracy is very poor, and the target can't be found if the environment is a little more complicated), or if the enemy doesn't act as expected?"

"Then he's lucky, we'll withdraw to Kirov."

"So I'm unlucky now......" Sergei's muttering was not too loud, and I ignored him. A helicopter stumbled above us in the sky, and ten people jumped out of the plane, tied safety ropes to three wounded people, and pulled the wounded onto the helicopter. If it weren't for the moon, jump from such a helicopter...... Except for Chen Tianjie, the others must have fallen to their deaths.

The helicopter flew away again, and when it left, it used a light in the air to type out the Morse code that "take care all the way". Najib took a long time to adjust his computer before he was able to fully connect the communications of the new ten people to us. Originally, by detecting everyone's emotional activities, I could know who Chen Tianjie was, but I couldn't see Chen Tianjie clearly, and it was too troublesome to look at them one by one, so I cleared my throat and asked: "Who is Comrade Chen Tianjie?" "I don't know which fool designed the helmet of Yuri's unit spacesuit, and the damn helmet is so that no one can see the user's face clearly, isn't it convenient for spies to attack in spacesuits?

"How are we going to get in?" Someone asked, "From the lift, or from the hangar roof?" ”

"No, neither. Do you know who are the other nine comrades I transferred this time, apart from Comrade Chen Tianjie? As I spoke, I pulled Chen Tianjie and motioned for everyone to get out of the way, and the mechanical sound emitted by the nine heavy bodies was the only one that had not produced echoes and noises on the radio so far. I could only hear the rapid heartbeat of twenty-one gasps, and when my eyes swept over, I didn't see the physiological reactions of the nine men. Only one unit in the coalition is "lifeless......

"Report to you, Comrade Commander," said one of the soldiers, whose voice was particularly crisp, stood up at this moment and saluted me, taking off his helmet without hesitation, "the radiant sappers are ready!" The second sun will soon rise on the dark tarmac, and an oasis of death will appear beneath the moon! Everyone's emotions turned into shudders at that moment.

Even my heart tightened. As far as the eye could see, all six of them had taken off their useless lunar protective helmets, revealing skeletal helmets made of alloy with faint green glow from their eyes and mouth, and the green light in the helmets flashed every time the radio sounded. The thick lead pipe was dragged from the mouth of the skull helmet to the lower part and into the chest behind it (because the huge box was so large, the place of the rocket thruster was replaced.) Is this group of heavily armed GIs really not thinking about mobility? I don't quite understand). There was also a tube connected from the back under the weapon in front. This weapon looks like a bazooka, but it weighs ...... It is estimated that it is more than ten times heavier than a bazooka.

"Welcome," I said in as high-pitched and high-pitched my voice as I could, "and it's up to you next." ”

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"If I see a radiation engineer in my telescope in the Coalition attacking unit, I will immediately order all vehicle personnel to retreat as quickly as possible, and then call in support fire and air force to open fire on them." This was told to me by an Allied general in a labor camp. He said that he said this sentence as a famous quote from his old commander (I forgot the specific name of that old commander, I only remember that he died on the lap of the KGB "Swallow", and that is enough). That's right, because, as Allied propaganda says, radiation sappers are not people.

At least...... Not a normal person. When the Iraqis first developed the nuclear bomb, the history of countless blood and tears was written due to repeated setbacks in the uranium enrichment effort. Although compared with the Soviet scientists who were like smugglers in the past, it was difficult to concentrate scientists to enter Siberia to develop nuclear weapons, Chinese scientists took abacus manuscript paper to calculate nuclear explosions in the desert, Cuban nuclear research and development workers fought "guerrilla" with allied reconnaissance planes and reconnaissance satellites throughout Central and South America, and the Libyans did not hesitate to blackmail foreign nuclear physics graduate students. This biological and chemical weapon for radiation was discovered.

"I heard you're not human," said the group, silently embarrassed as they walked to the north tarmac. I started by saying to the radiation engineer I was leading earlier, "No offense to ......."

"It doesn't matter, the Soviets asked this question a lot, and Marshal Mosvenck repeatedly asked me to confirm it," the radiation sappers even laughed mechanically, "we are indeed not human." Unlike the Cuban 'terrorists', they were once human beings, and after their deaths, they were fortunate enough to be put together in the hospital, and then they were given a new life. We are not human beings, and from the beginning, we only had the body of a machine, the appearance of a machine, the sound of a machine, and the immoral behavior of a machine. ”

"I don't remember humans developing such intelligent machines." I looked into his eyes and said.

"Not really. Iraqi scientists have connected the human brain to our abdomen, leaving only the basic ability to process work. But we're not exactly mechanical, bullets hurt us, I deal with emergencies myself, and I have a limit to my weight-bearing capacity. There was no emotion in his reply. I felt like I wasn't talking to people, I was talking to the radio. The gravitational pull of the moon is so small that most of us can jump one person high, but the radiation sappers have no height to jump at. How much weight did he carry?

"Alright, the destination is not far ahead." The road was not far, but by the time everyone impatiently jumped to the top of the hangar, everyone was already sweating. Fifteen minutes of walking for an hour, I'm afraid it's all the "credit" of the radiation sappers, right?

"What kind of radioactive agent did Noblanca let you bring?"

"Number Six. This thing dates back to the Stalin era, and it was the killer weapon of our Iraq, and even the Soviet Union didn't have a recipe for it. All in all, it is highly toxic, corrosive, polluting and persistent, and has high reliability. Except for the introduction of ultra-high voltage electric current or high temperature heating, it will not flare up. The Radiant Sapper proudly patted the "Bazooka" and said that the sound was still mechanical that was neither uncomfortable nor pleasant.

"That's good. Now, do as I command! ”