1.87 Doomsday Survival Mode
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"Hooray!" There was a lot of noise in the background, and it took a long time for the correspondent to retrieve the headset, "Roger, White Swan!" Please land with the guidance of the lights! Welcome to Alaska, buddy! β
"White Swan received, done." Wu Chen ended the call with a smile.
"Isn't the main battlefield of the Fire Dragon Empire the United Kingdom?" The player looked at each other, "How did you get Zero to the United States, or near the Arctic Circle?" β
"The only reason is that there are no dragons here." Butterfly smiled and walked down the spiral staircase to the aft deck.
"It makes sense, the dragon doesn't like the cold Arctic Circle." Players chimed in.
The T160 followed the lights on the runway and whizzed down.
"Dangerous White Swan! Pull the plane up! You've missed the best landing spot! Damn-"
Before the guide on the tower finished speaking, the white swan had already flipped over the engine vent and landed vertically.
"It's a vertical take-off and landing!" The players were also shocked.
Except for Wu Chen and Gloria, no one else in the cabin was sent in by Zero. There are also important cabins that are delighted and wrapped in thick dust covers. Although the players feel mysterious, they all have just the right amount of curiosity. After all, their greater curiosity was how Wu Chen brought the vehicle in.
The soles of the feet shook slightly, and the tarmac slowly fell. The line of sight passed over the thick steel plate and was illuminated by the light.
The underground base was full of tents, and all kinds of supplies and supplies were piled up everywhere. On the contrary, the emptiest thing is the apron arranged in a straight line.
Witnessing the slow landing of huge white swans, the noisy base like a vegetable market was almost silent for a moment.
"Wow-" I don't know who took the lead, and the cheers almost lifted off the roof of the base.
"I have a bad premonition...... "The officer who rushed up to meet him kept a charming smile, and Butterfly Wu whispered in a voice that Wu Chen could hear.
"Welcome, warriors of humanity!" The salute turned out to be a five-star general. Are we important, or are the official titles too cheap?
Wu Chen and the others subconsciously returned the salute. "Thank you for the compliment, hope we can help."
"Okay, okay." How did the five-star admiral feel like he was about to cry.
"Your Excellency, Captain, how many people are on your plane?" An adjutant behind the general couldn't help but ask. The huge assemblage of the White Swan fills the refugee-like people in the base with hope of survival.
"300 people." Wu Chen thought for a while.
The commotion spread rapidly, and the general motioned for everyone to be quiet, and asked Wu Chen, "The maximum range?" β
"12,000 km." was about to blurt out the infinite voyage, but was consciously pressed to the bottom of my heart.
"Great, great!" The general and his entourage were overjoyed, "Your Excellency, Captain, when will you be able to leave?" β
Although full of questions, Wu Chen still replied without changing his face: "Three days later." β
"Hoorayβ" People hugged each other and cried with joy.
"I'm going to get everyone ready, see you later." Leaving the adjutant behind, the general hurried away.
"Guys, please follow me." The adjutant solemnly invited.
"Where are you going in three days?" A player whispered to Butterfly Dance.
"I don't know, but it looks like I'm fleeing. But the whole world has been burned to ashes by the fire dragon, where else can they escape? Butterfly Dance couldn't figure it out.
But Wu Chen grabbed some clues, "Let's figure out the timeline first, doesn't the main plot take place in 2020?" I don't know if the only male dragon was *dropped or not. β
When passing through the camp-like tent area, Wu Chen subconsciously glanced at the bikini girl wall calendar, which was clearly 2021.
"A year later." Now there's a bottom. It seems that the only male dragon has been taken care of by Quinn (the male protagonist).
Passing through the tent area and down the steel escalator leading to the lower level, the security gradually tightened along the way, and many important military departments appeared one by one. After a few more turns, the adjutant led the group to a row of separate cabins.
"This is our best presidential suite. Please freshen up and take a break, and the general will talk to you at dinner time. The adjutant laughed.
"Thank you." Wu Chen couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, why don't I go back to the white swan?
After staying up until dinner time, Wu Chen and the others finally met with the general again.
The straight, white-haired old man was gulping down an unknown paste of food, and although the spoon and mouth were not idle, he did not make a sound. Players can understand that in this dark age of scarcity, it is already the greatest happiness to be able to eat well.
Under the leadership of Wu Chen, everyone distributed the food to the refugees next to them, and quietly waited for the old general to finish eating in grateful eyes.
Wiping his mouth with a napkin and pushing the plate aside, the general motioned for the adjutant to fetch a map and spread it out on the table.
"Guys, we still have five flying F18s and two fully loaded KC-135 stratotankers. We escort you over the Bering Strait and then through Siberia to the south to 'Settlement No. 7', which is the nearest route. Although the dragon can withstand the freezing cold, it does not forage in the cold north. However, this is not absolute, as a group of refugees fleeing from the East Coast was attacked last month. β
This passage of the general gives a lot of background information:
First, Eielson Air Force Base is a transit point for refugees. Her main role was to transfer the inhabitants of the North American continent to ...... China?! Is it possible that China has not been attacked by the fire dragon, this is a question.
Secondly, the reason for the popularity of the White Swan aircraft is clearly a powerful vehicle for the transfer of refugees.
Finally, the identities of the players involved in the story world are also cleverly determined.
Gloria, who was beside Wu Chen, only glanced at it and copied the map.
He and the general determined the flight plan, and everyone immediately returned to the station.
"Wyverns can only fly in the troposphere, closest to the ground. And as the ceiling increases, the temperature of the air decreases dramatically. At around 11 km, the temperature drops to -55Β°C. The maximum ceiling of the Wyvern will not exceed 3 km. The adjutant who accompanied the group shrugged his shoulders, "So, normally, the fire dragon can't reach our plane at all, except for ......"
"Take-off and landing." Wu Chen blurted out.
"That's right. Take-off and landing are the most dangerous parts and are jokingly dubbed the 'death slide' by pilots. The adjutant sighed, "In addition to mechanical failures and human factors, 99 of the battle losses are at these two stages." β
"Understood." knew that the fire dragon was very strong, but Wu Chen was very confident in his plane.
When the lieutenant leaves, the players quickly get together.
Butterfly Dance spoke first: "Guys, thanks to my apprentices, everyone's identity this time is not bad." The goal of the initial mission was also clear, to send a group of people to settlement No. 7. And according to the marks on the map, it should be the Daxinganling area in northeast China. β
"It's hard to imagine that refugees are pouring into China from the United States." It seems that this player is still very proud.
"What's unimaginable, China's 1.3 billion population, the flying dragon has to be eaten, and it will be longer than the United States, and there will always be someone who can escape. Besides, it will take a long time for the dragon to fly from England to China. Another player retorted.
"That's really the case with the migration of populations." A man with glasses under a thick wine bottle nodded.
"So, let's get this group to their destination first." Wu Chen finally said.
Three days later, a team of 300 people had already gathered around the white swans in a circle around the tarmac.
Wu Chen glanced at it, although there were many rich people dressed in famous brands, whether they were spiritual or physical, they had already been crushed in the grinding plate of the end of the world like the people around him. The only thing that drives them forward is to live.
As the captain of the White Swan, Wu Chen was surrounded by the heavily armed soldiers of the United States in front of the deck, cleared his throat, and began a mobilization speech: "Congratulations to all of you for getting a ticket for this trip. β
A nervous smile appeared and quickly faded away.
"I am the captain of the White Swan, and before taking off, there are some things to explain clearly: first, sit quietly after entering the cabin, and please exercise restraint no matter what happens, because you must have thought about the worst outcome more than 10,000 times; Second, don't move around, put away useless curiosity, and keep whatever you see in your heart; Finally, as you can see, there are fewer and fewer planes that can successfully land, don't give up hope if you don't get a ticket, as long as you can fly, I promise you will come back. β
At this time, human beings have been polished by a hellish life with all their complex emotions and desires. It's both moving and surprising in its simplicity.
No one rebelled against Wu Chen's authority, and no one even doubted his words. Those who didn't make it to the plane have already begun to count down the time of the next white swan return in their minds.
Seeing a few strong men with hideous faces and tattoos stepping on the deck, Wu Chen couldn't help but complain: "General, will there be a problem with your principle of selecting people?" β
"No, Your Excellency, Captain."
"At the very least, the good guys and the bad guys should be screened first."
"There's no need for that, all you see is GoodMan."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because if hell is the bottom line, all of us are good enough." The general saluted solemnly and turned to leave.
"General, I don't need a wingman." Wu Chen wanted to reserve some vitality for the base.
"Yes, Your Excellency." The old general left without looking back.
"You can't convince him." Butterfly Dance sighed, "You can't appreciate how important the white swans are to them. β
"I can relate to it." Wu Chen turned around and returned to the cabin.
The soles of his feet shook, and the tarmac slowly rose out of the ground with a white swan. Before it could stop, the nuclear-powered engine was already spewing blue flames.
The White Swan accelerated its ascent, while several F18 Hornets slowly drove onto the runway.
The engine rotated slowly, and the upward lift pushed the white swan into the sky like an arrow. Although the refugees in the cabin were all nervous to death, the people still adhered to Wu Chen's request, lowered their heads and hugged each other in a group, without making a sound.
"A large number of UFOs have been found!" A red dot quickly piled up on the radar. The panoramic platform magnifies the intruder, and sure enough, it is a fire dragon that surrounds it from all directions!
"I knew it wasn't that simple!" Butterfly Dance flailed her fists angrily.
"Don't panic." Wu Chen smiled and reassured the player, "We have weapons. β
"The fire control system is on." The T160 sent a timely notification.
"Freedom to attack." Wu Chen didn't even have any interest in participating.
"Yes, master."
The base's anti-aircraft artillery weaved a dense line of fire, and several fire dragons risked their lives to cross and open the fire net for their companions. The black-pressed army of dragons roared and rushed in. Flames fell from the sky, and the last F18 that didn't have time to take off was burned into a blazing fire, and the explosion sounded, and the fire dragons flew back and forth, and the base was in a sea of fire in a blink of an eye.
And the four F180s that have just taken off have already launched the loaded missiles in a short period of time.
The tragic entanglement was staged closely, the two wings could no longer take care of it, the F18 formed a drum-shaped defensive circle around the white swan, the machine cannon roared, and the Vulcan cannon blasted the flying dragon that crashed into the barrage into pieces, breaking through a bloody escape channel for the white swan! R1152