"Here, put it on."

Before getting out of the car, Old Man Ji threw the white coveralls to Shang Lu, who hurriedly put on his clothes on the narrow saddle.

Old man Ji held the Geiger counter in his hand, and walked to the cars and armored vehicles parked in the middle of the field.

Shang Lu followed and got out of the car, at six o'clock in the morning, the early morning fog in the mountains had not yet dissipated, it was a good time to breathe fresh air, but he was forced to put on a thick white hemp bag, and could only pant through the filter canister, and a pitch-black Type 09 infantry chariot and a scrapped BYD sedan were parked in the field on the side of the road, all of which were dragged over early in the morning and piled up here, and a group of marijuana bags from the base equipment department were surrounding the measurement data.

"It's time for JB calves." Old man Ji crossed his hands on his hips, "Burn this virtue." ”

Shang Lu approached, the most serious damage visible to the naked eye was BYD, the body was completely scorched, only an empty shell remained, the night passed and was still filled with the smell of rubber and plastic burning, the filter tank could not be stopped, the aluminum body was cut off obliquely, the fracture could be seen traces of high temperature melting, the metal was melted and rolled over, and then solidified into an irregular shape like foam, as if it was cut straight by an oversized acetylene gas cutting gun.

The situation of the Type 09 infantry fighting vehicle next to it is slightly better, and the shell of the infantry fighting vehicle is a composite armor with high-strength alloy steel as the core, which weighs 16 tons in total. It could withstand 12.7 mm armor-piercing incendiary shells at a distance of 100 meters, but it still couldn't resist the oversized acetylene gas cutting gun, and the huge scar 30 centimeters wide penetrated from the top of the turret of the infantry chariot to the bottom of the vehicle, cutting two-thirds of the hull with one knife like a hot knife cutting butter, and through the huge opening, the black interior of the infantry chariot could be seen, all burned to cinders.

Without a doubt, this is the masterpiece of the Lighthouse Angel.

"Glance at it, it's just a glance at that thing, and it's like this." Old man Ji kicked the 09-style tire with his foot, "It's grandma's." ”

"This is the equipment from last night against the angels?" Shang Lu asked.

"No, these are targets." An assistant in the equipment department standing on the side replied, "The war zone dragged a lot of scrapped vehicles to the front, and used them as markers and traces to withstand the attacks of angels, so as to evaluate the attack and destructive power of the other side...... These two are unfortunate to be tricked, anyway, there are a lot of abandoned and vacant equipment, and we don't have to use conventional weapons against those things for a long time. ”

"The melting point of the alloy steel of the 09 body is at least 1,500 degrees Celsius." Shang Lu stretched out his hand and pressed the body of the chariot with a hand, the black ash in his hand, "It's terrible." ”

"It's not enough to reach the melting point." Someone reminded that "the attack sweeps for a maximum of a second, you think, in a second to cut an infantry fighting vehicle in two, and our mechanized equipment is like papier-mâché in front of it...... It's a big problem, and when it came around two weeks ago, we didn't expect it to be as tricky as it is today. ”

"That's even more terrifying."

Shang Lu looked west along the direction of the road, and the scorched mountains and woodlands in the distance could be faintly visible under the thin mist, and he knew that in that direction—perhaps floating on a reservoir, perhaps entrenched among the hills, or perhaps traversing a deserted street, Shang Lu imagined it in his mind as a white sculpture with a long sword in his hand, a smiling Buddha statue, forever squinting his eyes and upturned the corners of his mouth, Shang Lu used to think that humanity was bound to perish, but now he was still shallow and naïve.

Unfounded pessimism is meaningless, unjustified, and moaning without illness, only in the current environment, facing the unknown monster wielding a long knife to cut everything at will, watching it approach step by step, Shang Lu can truly realize that this sentence is correct.

Humanity will perish.

The traces were sealed one by one with evidence tape, and someone handed Old Man Ji a black and heavy metal stick, slightly longer than a palm and a little thicker than a thumb, which had been burned off.

Old man Ji frowned.

"Teacher Ji, what is this?" Shang Lu asked.

"The core of the 120 mm caliber APFSDS." Old man Ji shook the half rod in his hand, "Tungsten alloy, melting point of 2,800 degrees Celsius." ”

"I remember tungsten being the metal with the highest melting point." Shang Lu said.

"Yes, but it's about the same as a candle in front of that light." Old man Ji said, "Did you see it last night?" ”

"See, I'm on the observation station of a tree, and I see a thin red line pointing from the ground to the sky." Shang Lu nodded, "Staff Officer Chen Yu from the Operations Section of the Headquarters took me there." ”

"run, little bunny." Old man Ji snorted, "Do you know? The data of the long-distance multispectral temperature measurement of that line is 4000 degrees Celsius, and you can evaporate from the world from 50 meters, and it is your life if you are not swept by it, don't run around at any time, especially now, now we are outside the defense line, this is no man's land. ”

This is indeed outside the defense line, looking back can still see the undulating ridges of Nanshan, there are abandoned houses on both sides of the road, they drove out of the Nanshan tunnel, drove out along the tea garden road for a kilometer, and then found a field on the side of the road as a testing ground.

Old man Ji commanded the cadres and workers of the equipment department to cut and cut and knock and beat, and cut off the parts that had been burned by the angels and numbered them for preservation.

Shang Lu didn't know how to operate the cutter, so he squatted down to help the others sort out the numbers.

"I want to ask, how did we deal with it before?" Shang Lu asked, "Dealing with the Lighthouse Angel?" ”

"The lighthouse angel hasn't been seen in the last so many years, and from 2009 to the present, it's a form that we haven't observed before." The cadre of the equipment department who was squatting opposite shook his head, "To be precise, each type of angel is unique, because the forms we observe are only their projections in three-dimensional space, and the projections can be varied, which is why angels are so difficult to deal with - they are almost irregular. ”

"And what does its body look like?"

"I don't know." The other party shook his head again, "The people in the headquarters probably know, you have to ask them to go." ”

"Teacher Ji!" Shang Lu turned his head and asked loudly, "What does the lighthouse angel's body look like?" ”

"Looks like a JB!" Old man Ji replied.

Shang Lu rolled his eyes and stopped asking.

He stacked the transparent evidence bags on the grass and sighed, "In other words, there is nothing we can do to deal with it?" ”

"With such a high temperature, high-temperature resistant alumina ceramics can't bear it, what else can we do?" The assistant of the armament department shrugged helplessly, "You have to be stronger than the tungsten alloy bullet core of the tail stable shelling armor-piercing bullet." ”

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With a "bang", Old Man Ji took out a gray brick from his broken bag and slammed it on the table top in the conference room, looking around:

"This is what we can get at present that is stronger than the tungsten alloy bullet core of the tail stable shelling armor-piercing projectile, pentacarbide tetratantalum hafnium ceramic, which can resist 4000 degrees Celsius!"

There was silence in the conference room.

"Tell me, comrades? Make a shield out of this, right? ”