The only way Li Yaoyao said was naturally nuclear weapons, and for her, since she had already detonated two nuclear bombs in Xinjiuquan and Jining, there was no psychological pressure to use nuclear weapons on other countries.

Although nuclear weapons have now been classified as weapons that cannot be produced in the short term, the monsters have concentrated in the narrow river valley plains of the northern part of the Green Mountains in the process of chasing and killing refugees, and from the satellite images, they are densely packed and numerous. Mutant creatures can't reproduce, killing one here means being able to face one less in the future, and consuming a nuclear bomb can kill such a huge number of monsters, which is worth it in Li Yaoyao's opinion. The high mountains in the Kizilsu region are undulating, and the snow peaks are numerous, and shock waves, electromagnetic waves, radiation, and nuclear pollution can be effectively blocked by the mountains, even if there is radioactive dust and other injuries, in Li Yaoyao's view, there is nothing to worry about.

After all, that place has not yet been included in the control zhì.

There's never been a better time.

"The nuclear bomb should be detonated at a low altitude, the winding river valley can maximize the radiation and shock waves to block the outside and form reflections, and the mountain peaks on both sides will melt snow in large areas under the action of light radiation, forming floods and mudslides, causing a secondary impact on the monster tide."

Lin Chuan was only at a loss for those unfamiliar and tongue-twisting place names, unable to form a clear concept, he could only stare into Li Yaoyao's eyes and ask, "Can you guarantee to do your best to save more people?" ”

"Yes." Li Yaoyao said. "But I can only get rid of monsters first, and then think about people."

"Then do it!" Lin Chuan then said.

Since he is not capable of performing specific operations, he can only trust those who are capable.

"Then you'll have to speed up." Li Yaoyao said. "This is the best opportunity to control the South Anxi area. Either. Rush to make a batch of level 7 first? ”

After Huang Ande and Long Qi were destroyed by the nuclear bomb, the work of transforming the new bloodline was suspended, in contrast. The pace of taking over the military, administrative, and economic affairs of various regions has also come to a complete halt. Without more bloodlinemen, this violent group of bloodliners with no name or foundation has no confidence to take over a larger territory and a larger population.

Lin Chuan shook his head.

His previous experience in Guo Lixian had taught him that managing a place with a bloodline might not be the best choice.

People fear them and hate them.

And among those ordinary people, there may not be no candidates who are willing to face up to reality and seek cooperation.

The reason why Huang Ande uses the bloodline to control every area is because he knows it very well. No normal person would really support his plan.

But Lin Chuan didn't want to destroy the human race, and he didn't want the bloodline to become another race above ordinary people.

The Bloodline will be the most special group of the human race, but they used to be human. He is and will still be human. In Lin Chuan's vision, they would become a reliable and most powerful force among the human race.

He believes he will find a sane collaborator.

"I'll let He Daji come over as much as possible." He said to Li Yaoyao. "Get the plane ready, I'll go to Shule myself."

******

Irkeshtan. Twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Lieutenant of a certain unit of the border armed police bought Maimaitimin? Zakir stood next to a 155mm howitzer that was hot in the sun. Listening anxiously to the noisy and panicked shouts of the walkie-talkie in his hand.

The borders are non-existent, with tens of thousands of refugees walking east along river valleys, with the same scale of refugees in front of them. When Maimaitimin was stationed here four weeks ago, he also registered the refugees in accordance with the regulations and checked that they were carrying weapons and contraband, but as the bad news continued to come and the number of refugees rose sharply, they could no longer act like that.

Two-way, four-lane roads must be set aside to ensure the transportation of military supplies and the rapid deployment of personnel. So their job was more to get the refugees to move along the river valleys on both sides of the road. Many students of the teacher training colleges were taken out to reassure and counsel the refugees, the vast majority of whom were Uzbeks, Tatars and Kyrgyz. Ordinary communication was no problem for them, but because of the continuous days of shouting, even with a simple horn, most of them had become hoarse.

The vast majority of the refugees are young adults, and as far as Mamaitimin knows, the infirm, the elderly, and children have been eliminated in many previous flights. The vast majority of them have fled for hundreds of kilometers, and from their faces, only deep despair can be seen.

"What does a monster look like? How fast can you run? In the beginning, Maimaitimin asked refugees such questions, but no one could answer him. Most of the people who were able to make it here were people who fled as soon as they heard the news of the monster attack, and those who did experience the monster attack were either dead or still far behind the fleeing group.

Because it is inland, the defense area of the army has not been attacked by any mutant creatures, and Maimaitimin's unit has only carried out hundreds of anti-terrorism and stability maintenance missions. As for the situation of the monster and the virus, at the beginning, we could still learn some information from the internal reference materials sent by the Dihua Military Region Command, but a few months ago, the contact between the military sub-district and Dihua was completely cut off, and it was no longer possible to get any instructions and information.

The soldiers became panicked, many of them were from the interior, and all they could hear was bad news, the terrible virus had spread throughout the country, and only the northwest was safe for the time being. Except for the Nananxi area, no phone calls can be made, and no one knows what is going on at home. A small number of fighters petitioned from level to level and strongly demanded to take leave to go home, but most were at a loss and could only continue to perform their duties with great pain, immersed in confusion all day long.

The news of the imminent arrival of the monster from the west irritated them.

After more than a year, the vast majority of people have accepted the fact that their family members have long since died in the disaster, and their hearts are full of hatred, not only for this disaster, but also for their own powerlessness, and even hatred for the troops and their superiors for not taking measures. Everyone knows that being on the frontier cannot be done about what happens in the interior, but the pain of losing all their loved ones has made many people lose their minds.

"Finally you can get revenge!" Many said happily. Without thinking about the dangers that followed the news.

Maimaitimin's troops were now part of the second line of defense, responsible for defending the positions of the artillery battalions of the field division, and about ten kilometers ahead of them was the elite unit of a mechanized brigade. Although knowing the incoming enemy is different from what is taught in all military knowledge. But he still led the soldiers of his company to carry out earthwork strictly in accordance with the regulations, digging four trenches in front of the artillery position. But there were so many refugees that there were supposed to be some mines planted on the flat ground in front of the position, but now it was all people fleeing.

The midday sun is blazing, which is good news for refugees. It is known that monsters rarely come out during the day when the sun is strong, and even when they do, they move a little slower than at night. Maimaitimin saw many refugees resting on rocks on the side of the road. Blocking the road, slowing down the team's progress.

"Will calling for help help?" Maimaitimin couldn't help but think so.

His hometown is in North Anxi, and he hasn't been able to get in touch for four months. According to the information from the reconnaissance team that was sent earlier. The Yiqiē in North Anxi seemed to be fairly orderly, but as soon as they approached the city or the barracks, they would be arrested by the local garrison. Some messengers went north to Dihua with Wen Jiàn of the military sub-district, and lost contact halfway through. In a long list of missing persons. It even included the deputy secretary of the Shule Prefecture Party Committee, the deputy political commissar of the Third Agricultural Division of the Construction Corps, and others.

No one knows what's going on elsewhere, and the most frightening thing is that as time goes on, the cities and towns closer to the north are slowly losing touch with them. It's like someone deliberately isolated them in the South Anxi area, leaving them alone, and then swallowing them in one gulp.

There are no plausible military industrial enterprises in the Shule area, if it weren't for the large number of arms stored in order to deal with the anti-terrorism situation before, maybe they would not have the ability to resist monsters at all. But the few weapons that had previously supported the defense line of the Three Kingdoms. More and more nervous, if there is no support from the mainland or Dihua. Their fate may simply be to follow in the footsteps of these refugees and continue to flee eastward.

The observation posts set up on the snow-capped mountains constantly reported information about the monster tide, and the tail end of the refugee tide stretched all the way to the river valley plain fifty kilometers away, and the front of the monster tide had already arrived there.

"When will the cannon be fired?" Maimaitimin asked the commander of the artillery battalion.

"The maximum range of these howitzers is forty kilometers, and if the monster doesn't speed up in advance, it will probably be ready to fire in the evening."

Behind the artillery positions were piles of shell boxes, about ten base ammunition.

How long can such firepower withstand monsters? No one has an answer.

Suddenly there was an object in the sky roaring straight from east to west, and Maimaitimin covered the sun with his hands, squinted his eyes and looked up at it, and soon realized that it was a huge launch vehicle.

"What's that?" One of the fighters asked.

Maimaitimin's heart was cold. "Nuclear missiles!" He cried out hysterically.

In peacetime, the possibility of a nuclear war breaking out tends to be infinitely zero, and many units no longer conduct anti-nuclear training and exercises, but when Maimaitimin was a teenager and just enlisted in the army, the nuclear threat still existed, and schools even printed and distributed manuals on the three defenses and organized exercises on playgrounds. The dusty memories of many years ago suddenly came to his mind, and Maimaitimin didn't know why he suddenly recalled the knowledge of the three defenses after many years, but he instinctively shouted out and told the soldiers around him to enter the trench immediately.

The dull sound of explosions soon came from the west, and Maimaitimin lay dead in the trench with his hands on his head in the posture he remembered.

The refugees did not know what was happening, but they looked back and saw that the second sun in the sky was slowly fading, and a huge mushroom cloud was rising between the snowy peaks, and the smoke and dust as tall as the mountain peaks were rushing towards this side along the mountain valley, obscuring the sky and the sun, like the most terrifying sandstorm.

A thunderous roar followed. (To be continued......)

PS: Walk five kilometers to the library every morning, then write an essay in the library, and then walk five kilometers home after writing 3 chapters and 9,000 words.

It feels pretty good, juggling exercise and codewording.

It would be better if the feet didn't hurt so much...... I quit my job and write a book for a healthy and happy life, and I want to work hard! Come on!