The lieutenant colonel suddenly sat up straight from the sofa, his mouth slightly open, and his fingers that were about to reach into his pocket to get a cigarette kept trembling, and his eyes were a little confused.

The pilot of the No. 9 AWACS aircraft does not seem to be the familiar "pine bear", but a stranger who has never met?

The idea was so appalling that even the lieutenant colonel himself found it unbelievable.

Not a "pine bear"? Who is the one who controls the plane?

It's a chilling thought just to think about. The lieutenant colonel stood dumbfounded, silent for a moment, and then leaned back dejectedly, and sat heavily on the sofa.

Intense fear occupied the entire brain of the lieutenant colonel. As the commander of the airport tower, he did not find that there was a problem with the pilot, and let an unidentified AWACS aircraft go. This charge was enough to take him to a military court, where he was sentenced to death on the spot.

And so on, this qiē is my personal conjecture, and there is no evidence.

There were dozens of staff members in the control tower. In addition to me, there were several other dispatchers and deputy commanders. As a rule, they must review the order together with them and themselves before they can open the green signal. Didn't they see the clue either?

The fear and doubt in the lieutenant colonel's heart were diluted. He didn't pull up the surveillance footage from a few minutes ago, which would have been noticeable. He kept replaying the face hidden by black goggles in his mind, but subconsciously overlapped it with the "pine bear". In the end, the lieutenant colonel himself could not judge whether the doubts in his heart were true or not. Perhaps, it was just my nervousness and confusion caused by being too nervous?

He quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes returned to the screen where the melee-man battle was playing. It's just that the lieutenant colonel no longer has the strong interest he had before, and he only feels disgusted by the fat body of the white flowers on the screen

After leaving the conference room of the military headquarters, Sun Zhan went directly back to his office.

He sat in front of a computer screen for nearly two hours.

Sun Zhan's eyes were red, staring at the picture that was playing on the screen.

It was a video of Su Hao just landing from the sea and engaging the round-up troops.

The images taken by multiple AWACS aircraft from different directions are obviously more shocking than a single visual angle at the scene. At the same time as the air protection wall was raised, Su Hao's face in the field also became slightly blurred. He resembles a man encased in a transparent balloon, his appearance distorted by the fluctuations in the air currents. A storm of shells whizzed, creating an explosion of fire and smoke on the surface of the shield. When the red and black blockbuster rendering gradually faded, Su Hao in the center still stood still, but there was a meaningful smile on the corner of his hard mouth.

The alliance between Sun Zhan and Yuan Zhicheng was not close, and the union was short-lived. However, Yuan Zhicheng did not want to hide the details from Sun Zhan at all. He transmitted the full surveillance footage of the scene. The purpose is obvious, that is, to see if Sun Zhan has any other tricks that can pose a threat to Su Hao.

"No, he's not human, he must not be human."

"It's just not supposed to happen. There must be something wrong, I must have missed something, and there must be something else about Su Hao that I don't know. ”

"Academy of Sciences? Wang Qinian? It had to be him, it had to be them"

The light in the office was very dim, and Sun Zhan sat alone in the dark, his hands clasped together, and his whole person trembled. Of course, there is an element of fear in this, but it is more because of excitement, because I have seen unimaginably terrible scenes, far more than the abnormal reality of logical thinking.

The strength of the military department is certainly much stronger than that of a group army. That's the sheer strength of an entire country. For individual strength, it's the equivalent of a Tarzan pressure egg-like comparison. But why? No matter how powerful this force is, Su Hao can always easily dissolve it? Even, again and again he showed a huge strength that exceeded his expectations?

Sun Zhan clicked on the form at the bottom of the screen. That's the information department with the actual combat intensity as a reference. An evaluation report on Su Hao's comprehensive strength. According to speculation, Su Hao has surpassed the limit of the highest level of the enhanced person and has become an evolved person.

Evolved man?

"Hahahaha......"

Sun Zhan hugged the computer screen and laughed wildly, his eyes full of bitter tears. He laughed so wildly that his breathing became choked, causing him to cough rapidly. The strong constriction of the throat caused a convulsion in the stomach, and a lot of acid water came out of the mouth. He gasped for breath, his thoughts and emotions could no longer be controlled, and he sobbed in spite of it.

I don't know when the initial idea of obtaining power by unscrupulous means has long disappeared from Sun Zhan's mind. He set traps for Su Hao again and again, and the purpose was no longer simply to get control of the 505 Group Army. More of it, just wanting revenge.

The virus outbreak took almost his entire family with him. His nephew Sun Weiyi died, and so did his closest and most trusted subordinates. Su Hao seems to be a devil with huge power, constantly wielding a scythe, frantically harvesting the lives of the people closest to him. Sun Wanli and the thousands of airborne troops were the last bargaining chips in Sun Zhan's hands. He bet everything on the table like a crazy gambler, but he lost to the net.

There was nothing left, but the mind became unusually clear.

Sun Zhan wiped the tears from his face and wailed in a crying tone: "I must be crazy to actually treat an evolutionary person as an opponent. I, I, I made a mistake, a huge mistake, an irreparable mistake......"

He was weeping so hard that no one could hear what he was saying. Maybe it's remorse, or maybe it's hatred. The whole room was filled with the sound of miserable pain, but it was offset by the good soundproofing, which could not be heard by outsiders.

After a long time, the fixed image on the screen suddenly disappeared, and a pilot wearing black goggles and a flight suit appeared.

It was the captain of the No. 9 AWACS aircraft that took off from the Xi'an base.

The lieutenant colonel of the tower command center did not guess wrong, the pilot was indeed not the "pine bear" he was familiar with, but another replacement arranged by Sun Zhan in advance.

If the lieutenant colonel had not explained his suspicions with all sorts of ambiguous ideas, but had made a quick decision and sent security personnel to search the airport, he would have found in the utility room south of the airport: behind a large pile of empty parts boxes, there were all the bodies of the crew of the entire No. 9 AWACS aircraft.

In addition, the guard unit can even find another AWACS aircraft in the lower hangar. That's actually the real "9". As for the one that took off from the runway, it was a bomber with the same shape as the "9" on the outside, but completely modified inside.

It did not carry electronic monitoring instruments, and the entire cabin carried only one nuclear warhead with a huge yield.

This was the most powerful weapon Sun Zhan could use, and it was also the last step in the entire plan.

As a last resort, Sun Zhan would never use this kind of thing.

Although he had no contact with the Atlanteans, Sun Zhan knew a little bit about the evolution of mutated creatures. As the military department has repeatedly stated, the energy released after the explosion of thermonuclear weapons can have a catalytic effect on mutated organisms. They will become more powerful and ferocious than they are now.

The co-optation and control of personnel naturally also includes strategic weapons units. Due to the peculiarities of biological warfare, after the outbreak of the virus, the strategic missile forces have lagged far behind the field forces in an important position, and only exist as a deterrent force between countries. However, under the premise that all mankind must be united, the vigilance between nations has been reduced to a minimum.

Sun Zhan did not choose medium-range or long-range missiles for launch. The nuclear keys to all strategic deterrence forces are in the hands of the Judge Advocate General, and that's where he can't penetrate. Even if the insiders are successfully wooed, the missile launch will be detected by the Beijing No. 1 base at the same time. Even if the target of the missile attack was Su Hao, Zhao Zhikai would also order the nuclear bomb to be destroyed on the spot.

The safest way is to have a modified AWACS aircraft that no one can see from the outside. Moreover, the accuracy rate of manual delivery is much higher than that of missiles. It was not just a matter of dropping the nuclear bomb from a high altitude, but the pilot piloted the plane and flew directly to the Xingui base, and activated the nuclear bomb detonator half a minute before the collision with the ground.

AWACS No. 9 is scheduled to carry out monitoring tasks. As long as you pass the airport tower, there will be no suspicion.

The pilot on the screen is still wearing black goggles. He raised his right hand at the camera, made a thumbs up motion, and said with a smile: "General, I will arrive over the new Guiyang base at the specified time." ”

Sun Zhan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, tried his best to keep himself a kind and gentle smile, nodded at the young pilot on the screen, and encouraged him repeatedly: "You did a good job, I am proud of you." You are my pride. ”

Even though most of the pilot's face was obscured by goggles, the corners of his mouth could still be seen raised, and his voice seemed brisk and calm: "I will make my name remembered by everyone." I'm going to start a whole new era

Sun Zhan's wooing of young people has been going on since peacetime. At that time, the pilot was just an ordinary cook. When he joined the army, he dreamed of becoming a pilot, but was assigned to the army kitchen as a firehead. When Sun Zhan went down to the grassroots level to inspect the work, the young man seized the opportunity to tell Sun Zhan about his ideals.

He needed a chance, and Sun Zhan gave him exactly that. A cook with no background entered the military academy in this way, which is unimaginable and incomprehensible to others. Only Sun Zhan himself knew best that when he walked into the cooking soldiers' dormitory, he was not shocked by the dozen or so thick books of advanced mathematics full of various formulas and calculation processes.

There are many ways to chase your dreams. However, if you don't have the slightest foundation and don't give anything to the goal you aspire to, even if the superior appreciates you, it is impossible to give opportunities aimlessly.

Gratitude to Sun Zhan naturally evolved into absolute obedience to Sun Zhan. The young pilot saw a lot of "internal secrets" from Sun Zhan, and he believed that the virus outbreak was a real thing created by a certain country, and mutated creatures could use artillery weapons to kill a large area. Unfortunately, scientists in the country have always believed that thermonuclear energy must be banned in abandoned cities. This philosophy is very different from that of young pilots. After a long period of thinking and confusion, he finally got Sun Zhan's order to pay for his own life in exchange for a chance to prove that his thoughts were correct.

The young pilot left a suicide note, which included this paragraph.

"Both Bruno and Galileo gave their lives for the sake of their ideals. The exploration of the unknown world will never be interrupted or terminated by a certain person or force. I wanted to go back in time, to change the reality that was painfully confusing to me. We have the most powerful weapons, but because there is no evidence for speculation, we have been unable to use them in real combat. I had to change that, and I was convinced that what I was doing was right, and that the mutated creatures weren't as powerful as I thought they were. They are also living beings, and the destruction of the flesh means the loss of life. I firmly believe that future generations will cheer for my actions, and my name will forever be engraved on the Monument to Heroes

He doesn't think he's going to die, but he's ushering in a new era with his life.

As long as you have your own example, you can prove that thermonuclear weapons cause mutated organisms to mutate at an accelerated pace. No more hand-to-hand combat between soldiers and monsters, massive artillery weapons or tactical nuclear bombs can save the world.

The image on the screen freezes the last smile of the young pilot. Sun Zhan sat in a daze for nearly half a minute and exhaled a long breath. He stood up and opened the secret door in the wall cabinet. Suddenly, the empty floor recessed towards the middle, and a row of lead-gray weapon racks slowly rose.

Sun Zhan took a deep breath, loosened the collar of his coat, took off his general's uniform, picked up a set of combat uniforms from the weapon rack and put them on, fastened the strap, put on the fighting knife, stuffed the jacks on his waist and shoulders with magazines, and inserted a pistol into the holster on the side of his military boots.

When doing these things, Sun Zhan had been expressionless, except for the occasional palpitating light in the depths of his pupils.

Soon, Sun Zhan had completed the indispensable preparations.

He walked to the side of the weapon rack, took off a brand-new 30mm cannon, and put the rubber cushion on his shoulders and fastened it firmly so that the thick barrel was pointed straight ahead.

The moment his right hand grasped the lock handle of the house door, Sun Zhan only felt an indescribable fear and excitement in his heart.

Fear is because once you walk through this door, you will never come back.

I am excited because I am about to make a qiē, which I have been looking forward to for a long time, and it is also what I want the most.

Sun Zhan did not hesitate. The wrinkled palm snapped into force, the latch turned, and he strode out.

This is the heart of the administrative headquarters, and the wide corridors are full of people. Most of their sidearms were only pistols, and even the guards standing at the entrance of the passage were no more than 9mm assault rifles. Although everyone would smile and nod their heads when they walked past Sun Zhan, the confusion and incomprehension in their eyes were obvious, and they didn't understand why the famous Minister Sun was dressed like this? Appearing here in full armor?

Looking up, you can see the brilliant sunlight pouring down from the oval-shaped transparent dome. This is a simulated light generated on the basis of electricity, giving the interior of the base the same natural environment as the outside. Although, this is not true.

Sun Zhan raised his feet, turned around, and saw the young secretary sitting behind the reception desk a few meters away from the office exit.

It was a beautiful girl in her twenties. She was apparently chosen from among the civilian population as a new candidate to replace the previous secretary. The girl has beautiful long black hair, looks pretty and quiet, and the brand-new warrant uniform fits well, and has a cute temperament like a doll.

Sensing that Sun Zhan was looking at him, the young secretary suddenly felt at a loss, and quickly stood up, leaning forward respectfully and half-bent, showing a humble smile like a flattery.

The girl is systematically trained in etiquette and knows how to deal with her most senior superiors. Although she didn't understand why Sun Zhan was fully armed, the girl still subconsciously wanted to walk out from behind the reception desk, ready to help the general, who was older than her grandfather, and slowly walked into the room.

The reason why I was able to get the position of secretary is, of course, because of my age and appearance. When a man values these two aspects, what is needed is nothing more than a vivid vent.

Just as the secretary had just stepped out of her right foot, she suddenly found that the powerful muzzle of the powerful cannon on Sun Zhan's shoulder was aimed straight at her.

Sun Zhan smiled. Yu's lips opened like ripe pomegranates, revealing neat white teeth. He stood there silently, ignoring the surprised and strange gazes of the crowd around him, and pulled the trigger hard.

"Boom--"

Suddenly a blinding fire shone from the depths of the black muzzle. The beautiful girl only felt an indescribable force rushing towards her face, mixed with a fierce and incomparably high temperature, which instantly enveloped her entire body. The powerful impact force pushed the body backwards and flew backwards, the mouth instinctively opened wide, but the screams and cries for help were completely blocked by the heat and death.

The rapid burst of 30mm warheads blew the girl's body into several pieces on the spot, and the wall behind her was also dented into it. Broken bricks and cement crumbs spilled down from the rooftop, mixing with the warm blood and flesh, and the original color was no longer visible.

The attack distance was too close, and the scattered shrapnel and explosive energy were enough to affect Sun Zhan. Quickly a fragment of metal flew past his cheek, creating a fine streak of blood several centimeters long.

Sun Zhan didn't feel the slightest pain. He raised his left hand, slowly wiped the blood from his face, brought his bloody finger closer to his eyes for a few seconds, and then put his fingertip into his mouth and sucked hard.

There was still a strange and inexplicable smile on his face, and he didn't care about the crowd shouting and running around him.

It's time for an end, and it's all over today.