If the space technology is mature, it can create a half-plane, and the ultimate degree is the kingdom of God opened up by the gods. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Of course, the kingdom of God is a bit exaggerated, and space is just one of the factors.

One of the most important things about space battleships is oxygen supply, Lin Chen doesn't know how long he can hold on, and he may not be able to hold on in the future, so he can only build super space battleships and evacuate the earth with all human beings.

Among them, oxygen is a very critical category, not a dozen or twenty people to supply, millions of oxygen supply, there must be an oxygen production ecosystem.

Similar to the fantasy of human beings, a large space is opened up inside the battleship, and plants that can separate oxygen, such as seaweed, can also be transplanted into seawater to cultivate space.

All in all, space technology is certainly a must.

The entire Alchemy Republic has been busy.

Fighting, building, production, research, four major works, the rest are trifles.

At the same time, the weapons department, the Missile Research Institute.

The first lesson is that long-range missiles enter the stage of test explosion, and it is mainly the warhead that is the focus.

In the past, the core of thermal weapons was explosives, but now the whole is alchemists.

In the list of magic metals provided by the Forge Division, there is a class of flame metals that can carry fire-based energy.

Manufactured into a diamond-shaped circle, a total of thirty-two planes, the volume is like a ping pong ball, and each plane is engraved with a miniature magic array, which is equivalent to thirty-two gold-level fire spells overlapping together.

Moreover, a long-range warhead can hold fifty-five diamond-shaped circles, and explode in an instant, which is equal to one thousand seven hundred and sixty gold-level fire spells.

The feasibility is being tested, and if there is not an explosion in an instant, the effect will be greatly reduced.

"Contact the satellite control room, we are going to conduct a missile test." The alchemist supervisor commanded.

"I'll do it right away." A subordinate.

The second satellite is in the development phase and will not be able to reach space in a matter of days.

The only satellite, a little too busy, sometimes the institute needs to be transferred, most of the time to serve the army, now the other 19th Army is out to fight, the frequency of surveillance is getting higher and higher, but the range is limited.

"Director, they replied that they needed that position." He asked.

"Basra, Iraq." The director said without thinking.

"The screen is connecting."

Soon, the crystal display showed Basra, once devastated by war, rebuilt and now a haven for alien armies.

Many foreign armies fought and fought for each other, and many buildings were in ruins.

Nowadays, the Alchemy Republic is the only country of mankind, and the rest of the cities are dispensable, and it is a good thing to use them as experimental sites.

"Teams prepare." The director said solemnly.

Missiles are weapons of mass destruction, and there is no room for mistakes, and the next various types of long-range firepower weapons will be tested one by one and will be equipped in the fleet, and the time can be said to be very rushed.

"The silo is correct, and the personnel have been evacuated."

"The data team is in place."

"The control system is in place."

"Guidance recognizes the eye, it works properly."

"The input of attack coordinates is complete, the inference of the strike distance is completed, and the firing range is 7,600 kilometers."

A series of reports, all of which went wrong.

"Launch!"

The supervisor himself presses the launch button.

Far away, twenty kilometers away, in a flat no-man's land, there is a silo with the lid turned over.

When the button was pressed, a puff of white smoke spewed outward, and a fifteen-meter-high cylinder instantly poked straight out, and when the height was fifty meters, it paused slightly, and a stream of flame erupted from one end of the front end, adjusting the missile to an angle, followed by a long white smoke spewed out from the tail.

The speed is extremely fast, like an oversized monkey, dragging a long white smoke and disappearing into the sky.

At the top of the missile, there is a mechanical biological eyeball, which can be connected to the picture and can control the missile to adjust the strike trajectory.

The entire missile carrier has a lot of analytical equipment, and data such as altitude, speed, and angle are transmitted to the laboratory, and then the staff will make adjustments so that they will not deviate from the original position.

Basra, the center of the city.

More than a million alien races are fighting for control of the region.

Food is needed to live, and a biological system has been formed, and the descending creatures are interlocked to maintain the balance of numbers, and the alien army hunts the descending creatures to satisfy their hunger, but it is not enough to maintain the consumption of millions of soldiers, so it is natural to decide the right to belong.

Participating in the war, there are gods and demons, and all races from the heavenly plane are divided into two camps to fight.

Not every region is dominated by demons and gods, and there are many powerful races in the Heavenly Plane that dominate the races, but they are always inseparable from the main theme of war.

Now the battle is heating up, and gradually one side is showing a decline, completely unaware that a missile is shuttling through the sky.

With a burst of breaking sound, many aliens looked at the sky and walked in the direction of the sound.

I saw that a pillar-like object was dragging a long white mist belt rushing towards it at great speed.

"What is this?"

The same question arises in the minds of many aliens.

Rumble!

The next moment, the sound of the explosion made the ears deaf, and the brain instantly lost consciousness under the white light in front of the eyes.

A mushroom cloud rushed into the air thousands of meters in the air, and the flames spread from the center of the origin to all directions, devouring anything within the killing radius.

Almost all the alien army, the alien race far away could feel the hot wave sweeping over the body, as if facing a storm, but the blazing heat burned the surface of the body, and the pain was so painful that they rolled on the ground and wailed.

Hide behind cover in small quantities to avoid direct damage.

On the crystal screen of the research institute, it is like a sand table, being bombarded by an invisible giant.

The flame engulfing picture is very large, occupying more than half of the extent, the focus range is ten kilometers, and the missile killing radius is three kilometers, which is definitely the power of a small tonnage nuclear bomb.

A few minutes passed, and the mushroom cloud dispersed.

This is a fire-based spell, not an explosive, so it doesn't create a black mist.

At this moment, a pit with a diameter of several hundred meters is sunken in the heart of the city, and all the houses within three kilometers have been turned into powder, and five kilometers on the periphery, the bunkers are cracked, the glass is shattered, and the damage is not complete enough.

One kilometer away from the explosion, there were many aliens who could survive, all of them were burned to varying degrees, deaf in both ears, blind in both eyes, and internally injured by the shock, and tens of thousands of people were only slightly injured two kilometers away, but their expressions became dazed, and they couldn't figure out the current situation at all.

cough cough cough ......

The few diamond-level powerhouses who survived within a kilometer were miserable and crawled out of the crystallized sand.

The armor on his body was shattered, the flesh and blood on the surface were blurred, and he became charred black, and he could no longer see his original appearance, and his original senses were basically lost, and he was a waste person when he recovered.

Some of the diamond-class missiles at the center of the explosion did not even have corpses, this was only a gold-class missile, and if it was a diamond-class missile, it was conceivable that there was no grass at the strike position. (To be continued.) )