Chapter 318: Returning the Favor to the Other (Part II)
Call...... The wind roared, and the surging gray-white air currents climbed up the shore and overflowed the sand like the waves of the rising tide, uprooting the precious fir trees, steaming the water of the stems and leaves, and burning them into clumps of ashes in the blink of an eye.
And those large and small stones, like cannonballs shot by cannons, will be close to the military base of the exquisite villas, towers, art sculptures, etc.
"Nuclear...... Nuclear bomb? Those present were stunned. Until the earthquake stopped a little, the wind blew the skirts of the women, lifted the spotless tablecloths, and scattered the wine, drinks, fruit plates and so on all over the ground.
No one knows what happened, no one knows why, why Quentin Island, known as the pearl of the sea and the aristocratic retreat, was hit by a nuclear bomb crisis.
Where is the Island Guard? Where are the interceptor missiles? Where are the AWACS? Why did the nuclear warhead that should have fallen on Wendenbart appear here?
Poof! The sound of wine glasses falling on the carpet rang out.
Tennison crouched down with his eyes covered, the powerful light radiation stabbing his eyes, and the pain was so intense that he screamed heartbreakingly. Quinna? Austin is not much stronger than him, and the woman who regrets not having fireworks to cheer up is receiving a big gift at this moment, a big gift that she will remember when she goes to hell.
The female voice, which was originally loud and magnetic, is now as sharp as a night owl. She rolled on the ground blindfolded, which made countless officials and old men think about it, and they couldn't wait to writhe her delicate body that had sprinted under her body thousands of times, and the black evening dress was stained with large chunks of wine.
Another smoke dragon fell from the sky, boom! Flames soar into the air. Mushroom clouds swelled up, a sonic boom shattered the windows, and sharp fragments rained down. Hit Waters, Haussman and others.
The green military uniform was stained red with blood in the blink of an eye, and the million-dollar expensive suit was like a disinfectant towel used to wipe hands in the operating room. Just now I was still toasting to the wind pie duì. Now it has become a practice feast, and as for the destination of this trip, it is hell!
"What's going on? What happened? Camaro hugged the corner of the table and shouted with a look of haste.
Viscount Roger, Lector's number one, crawled out from under the long dining table, wolf like a dog: "Camaro, Camaro?" What the hell is going on here? Where did the nuclear bomb come from? Where did the nuclear bomb come from? ”
"Don't worry where you came from, let's go to the shelter." Melville will Roger? Fillett pulled up from the ground. Picking him up, he turned and ran towards the back door connecting to the hallway.
Tennison, Quinna, Hausman and others have no time to worry about the safety of others. The place where the first nuclear bomb exploded was still 50 kilometers away, and the second nuclear bomb was about 35 kilometers away. No matter who planned and carried out this attack, Sulawia Palace will definitely not let it go, and if you don't leave, everyone will have to die here.
Roger? Unlike Aldrich, Fillet was both governors, but the latter came from a military family, while he was a standard politician. He can scold Fang Xuan in the palace. The scholarly business can call for wind and rain in the political arena and make waves. But. On the battlefield, in the face of continuous artillery fire and churning flames, this elegant aristocrat who is so perverted that his mother-lover complex can only tremble and turn white with fright.
Aldrich could die fearlessly, which was trained on the battlefield, and Roger was from a political family, and in his eyes, fighting was the work of a rough man. Destined to be out of luck with him.
He could never have imagined that he was as elegant and noble as him. In the face of disaster, he will drill the table like a dog. He was so frightened that he couldn't even stand up, so he could only let Melville retreat behind his back.
Who did it! Who the hell did it! Those rebels? How is it possible, in the face of a continuous blow from plasma cannons and 600 neutron bullets, it is absolutely impossible to survive. Could it be Lord Lancelot? Is he going to let these people die? In order to make the play more realistic, in order to win the trust of the people?
Even if the blade hangs above his head and lives and death hovers on the line, the noble Viscount Roger is still thinking about conspiracy and politics.
"Ah...... Yes...... Help, help, who's going to save us......" The blind Tennison was like a staggering drunk, knocking over tables and chairs, then tripping to the ground, being pierced into a bloody hedgehog by those slags of glass like steel nails.
Quinna? Austen was no better, her skin pulled through the skin, her nose over her nose, her chin trimmed, and her nutrient solution as the flesh and blood of a twenty-five or sixteen-year-old girl's tight face. I don't know if she will be lustful when she stands in front of those officials and gentlemen at this time.
"Roger, Roger save me......" The sharp object cut through her evening dress, and a dagger-sized glass shard was embedded in her right chest, and the blood was like a wild mountain spring, dyeing her body red, almost bloody.
The Minister of Health, Hausman, clutched his bleeding left arm and ran madly towards the back door, followed by Waters and the Minister of Propaganda William, the wolf bèi like a lost dog.
When these pampered aristocrats and high-ranking officials experienced such suffering, William, who had always only held a script and sang impassionedly on the TV station, was frightened, and wet marks and blood stains flowed across his slim and thin milky white trousers, which made countless disgruntled ladies yy's signature trousers now become a dirty rag.
In the aristocratic circle, it is common for men to ask for flowers and willows, and those ladies who are left out by their husbands are all from families, how can they be willing to live in the cold palace. So, the husband picks flowers and the wife cheats, this kind of thing is as natural as eating and drinking.
And handsome and dashing like William? Clark not only has a delicate face that is not inferior to Park Min Ho, but also has a guy thing that makes all noble ladies dream of it.
Coupled with Lector's title of head of the propaganda department, the exposure rate is super high. William? Clark deservedly became the dream lover of married women in aristocratic circles.
At only 38 years old, he enjoys this kind of life very much, and the pleasure of conquering women, especially noblewomen, makes him feel that he is very successful. Very tasteful, but also very loving.
He wasn't like Hausman's greedy and miserly miser. Geese plucked their feathers, even prostitutes, and women passed in front of them. I can't make a little fuss. Angry and addictive.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die yet...... "William? Clark ran all the way, babbling all the way.
As the three of them walked through the back door through the back door and entered the sky corridor that connected to the main hall of Sulawia Palace, Waters at the front suddenly stopped.
William, whose face was covered with blood, was shocked, and when he looked up, he saw a little fire in the sky that had turned from clear to dark, and the gray smoke that lingered around him was like an evil dragon with teeth and claws. With death and destruction, it fell from the sky.
"How is that possible!" The expressions on the faces of William, Waters, and Hausman were almost identical, the shaking of the ground had not stopped, the wind carried the sand and rubble and enveloped the entire Suravian palace complex, and the aftermath of the explosion of the previous nuclear bomb had not subsided, and in the blink of an eye, a new nuclear bomb appeared directly above.
It appeared in the night sky without a trace, like the Last Judgment of the gods. With such a close distance, it is impossible to hide or anything.
Rumble!
The nuclear bomb landed. The fireball with a diameter of 2 kilometers engulfed most of the Sulawia Palace in an instant, and the high temperature of up to 1,000 degrees Celsius quickly spread outward, and the metal objects on the periphery of the fireball directly melted into red iron juice. Then it was picked up by the shock wave and swept around like a storm.
The reinforced concrete floor was torn apart by the concussive force of the explosion, and the detonation wave crushed them into pieces and rolled them up for nine days, and the buildings around the fireball were lifted off the roof in the blink of an eye, tearing the walls apart with the shock wave of billowing dust.
The main palace of Sulawia and the surrounding annex side halls, villas, flower curtains, and gardens are 5 kilometers long from north to south and 2 kilometers wide. In just one or two breaths, 75% of the buildings were razed. Even the main hall used by Lord Lord for rest and office, in addition to reinforced concrete, was wrapped with a layer of titanium alloy armor. The same doom was inevitable, and it was blown into a pile of residue. Driven by the shock wave, it flew all over the sky.
The huge mushroom cloud resembles a bouquet of death in full bloom. The sun-like flash of light completely illuminated the night, the stars had long since disappeared, and the dust clouds scattered the light spread by the fireballs, staining the sky a blood-red color.
The dignitaries downstairs who ran to the shelter were like a group of poor fire-fighting moths.
Mayor of the city of Wendenbart, chief prosecutor of the city of Orovia, and Minister of Justice of Rector ...... These hapless ghosts with quick legs and feet bore the brunt of the blow, and the debris of the building with a speed comparable to that of a loaded bullet directly knocked them into a bleeding hornet's nest, and then they were swept away by the wind and waves, and then burned into a dry charred corpse by the belated heat radiation within a few breaths, and finally shocked into bone meal by high pressure, which was scattered all over the sky along with the dust.
Most of them were blinded by the intense light radiation, lay on the ground and wailed, and then, like the pioneers, were swallowed up by the heat.
A few guys got away with it for various reasons. Some of them were directly frightened and stupid, with feces and urine coming out, snot and tears flowing together, and they collapsed on the ground stupidly waiting for death.
There are also some people who turn their heads and run, among which there are many women, who used to have their eyes above the top and disdain to even look down on the common people, but now they have no image, they don't care about the distressed dress, even if they are barefoot and barebacked, naked, wearing only a pair of briefs, they have no shame, and they seem to have to run out.
In the shadow of death, dignity is not even as good as bullshit! Only at this time will they realize that the so-called nobles, the so-called high-ranking officials, are no different from those commoners, they have the same nose and two eyes.
Realize how? At this time, it is obviously too late to regret it!
A thin and thin piece of metal more than 5 meters wide slashed diagonally, and the delicate bodies of the two noble ladies were split in two, and the waist was broken into two, and the internal organs and blood flowed everywhere, leaving only the upper body of them to wail on the ground, complaining about the injustice of the world.
There was also a young and beautiful aristocratic lady, who slashed two noblewomen with a metal piece of blood, and the remaining momentum continued unabated, and the slightly higher side slashed directly through her neck.
A lightly smeared head spun out, then was blown away by the air waves, leaving pools of bright red blood on the ground.
The shock wave blew the human body away, and the screams were drowned out by the roar of the wind......
Melville carrying Roger on his back? Fillett, the two of them left early, thinking that they could hide in the shelter as soon as possible, but where did they think that what was waiting in front of them was a rushing death.
William? Clark watched as the main hall of Sulawia Palace was engulfed by the rolling wind. Tear and throw rubble into the sky. As for connecting the corridors, it's as if there's a fire dragon with a big mouth in front of it. It was swallowed one by one.
Colonel Melville and Governor Roger died, engulfed in a scorching wave of air. It's so easy. Pressed on the top of his head all day long, like a mountain, he was so weak in the face of disaster that he was completely wiped out without even the slightest chance to struggle, and was reduced to a cloud of flying ashes.
William? Clark is definitely a man of culture, and even in the face of death, he does not forget to sigh.
Haussman was different, he ran back frantically. Even though he knew that no matter how long his legs were, he couldn't outrun the flames of death behind him, but he still didn't give up.
What supports his spirit of not giving up is not courage or principles, but money, money that has been accumulated through corruption and bribery for half a lifetime, and which ordinary civilian families cannot spend for 1,000 years.
Working in the health system, he has always been very rich, and Haussman never thinks he is wrong to make money, in his opinion. Like William? Clark, Quinna? People like Austin are all fools, and no status or power has any money. As a visionary. People with a sense of crisis, he believes that what the aristocracy does will one day die with the collapse of the empire, and only money is the most real and precious.
Even if the Stewart family falls and Monya destroys the country, he has a lot of money. Or future generations, they will live without worry. Just like the Charles Federation. What freedom, what democracy. This is all bullshit. Which one of them can become president is not a famous politician. The upper and lower houses were elected, and the people's livelihood bill was promulgated and implemented...... Behind such political incidents is indispensable to the impetus of big capitalists.
Therefore, there is nothing eternal in this world, nothing immortal. As long as human civilization survives, money is the general trend, and the economy is the eternal theme. Unless we can go back thousands of years and return to the era of Ru Mao drinking blood, but is this possible?
Truth is always in the hands of a few, and Haussman has always considered himself a "minority".
After all, he still didn't outrun the Grim Reaper, and the moment the screams of William, Clarke, and Waters came, Hausman suddenly felt light, and then, a feeling of heat came over his face. The high temperature ignited the expensive suit, and the hair, burning sensation began on the face and neck, and spread rapidly to the entire body.
It hurt, it hurt unbearably, and Hausman felt like there were countless hands tearing at his body.
The flames burned the flesh, a smell of flesh and burnt paste, and then he felt no more pain......
Quinna? Austin and Tennison were the first to be injured, but they were the last two to die, and the entire front hall was destroyed by the shockwave, and the two of them were like a pair of bitter mandarin ducks, directly smashed into two meatloaf, and then dismembered, blown away, and with Roger? Phillett, William? Clark and the others got on the "Noble" shuttle to hell.
Quentin Island is only 2,400 square kilometers, or about 50 kilometers square. Three fusion strike nuclear warheads, each with a yield of 2 million tons, for a total of 6 million tons of nuclear warheads, almost wiped out the entire island.
The 6 million ton equivalent, not too much, not too little, in Tang Fang's memory, is equivalent to 30 "little boys", not even one-eighth of the "Tsar Bomba".
However, in the game, the nuclear bomb that blows up heavy armored units such as Buildings and Thor and Immortal is not painful, but in reality, it is powerful and outrageous.
In the mid-20th century, the utilization rate of nuclear charges was very low, such as the "little boys" and "fat men" who exploded in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, and the utilization rate of nuclear charges was less than 20%.
However, today, the utilization rate of nuclear charges has exceeded 98%, not to mention the interstellar human race, which is more than 100 years more advanced than human technology.
This is just an ordinary tactical nuclear bomb in the Ghost Academy's nuclear bomb silos, how powerful would it be if it were those large fusion nuclear bombs on the battle cruiser that were specially configured for orbital scrubbing?
When a huge mushroom cloud obscured the entire Quentin Island, a medical transport plane was slowly closing its hatch on the sea 80 kilometers away from the nuclear bomb explosion site.
Tang Fang, Tang Lin, Claire, and a few ghosts walked to the seats on both sides and sat down, the thrusters ignited, and the medical transport plane quickly flew towards the western shore of the Stinfax Sea.
The moment 600 neutron bombs exploded over Ventembart, he had already made up his mind to let those nobles, those high-ranking officials, taste this despair.
What people do to me, how I do to others. If the rulers don't treat the commoners as human beings, why pity them? Life? joke, in the face of the strong class who trample on the survival rights and personal dignity of millions of people as the joy of life, he is a flat-headed common man, what kind of fraternity and kindness do he talk about.
If you don't move, you don't have to think about what will happen tomorrow. The four names of "Tang Fang, Tang Lin, Tang Yun, and Tang Yan" will be branded as "butcher" and "executioner", and will always be scolded by the masses who do not know the truth, and even by future generations. (To be continued) R861