"Three hydrogen bombs. All out of the warehouse"

In the cabin, the soldier in charge of handover looked at the printed execution sheet and was stunned for a moment.

There is an official seal and signature on it, and all paperwork is in place.

Standing in front of him was the commander of the headquarters, who personally handed over to him to supervise the process of leaving the three hydrogen bombs.

"Understood!" After confirming the authenticity of these documents, he straightened up and saluted.

He didn't need to ask about the specific purpose and location of these hydrogen bombs, the order was issued, and what he needed to do was to quickly organize personnel, complete the instructions, and take all the three hydrogen bombs carried on the ship out of storage.

The staff on call in the ship's cabin quickly moved.

In front of him is a heavy alloy safety door, a huge metal safety valve, mounted on the door.

Inside this small door were the three hydrogen bombs they were carrying, and inside was a cryogenic cold store, and the hydrogen bombs were placed in a cryogenic environment of minus 20 degrees Celsius.

Outside the door, dozens of soldiers gathered together, and they brought in an energized rotary machine to press the cable latch against the safety valve.

The runner started, a piercing and sharp grinding sound sounded, and the cable quickly contracted and tightened, turning outward with a safety valve.

There is no password for this door, and there is no high-tech equipment such as fingerprints and eyeball scanning codes, and the transportation and storage of hydrogen bombs all rely on manual labor, even without cables and runners, more than a dozen people can pull it by tying ropes to safety valves.

This is to prevent the occurrence of accidents, every process and procedure before the launch of the hydrogen bomb has strict checks, and no mistakes are allowed, therefore, most of the processes are handed over manually, and only the detonation will be remotely controlled through the program.

Now that the previous procedures have been completed, I finally came to this warehouse.

The security door slowly opened, and a cold white mist drifted out of the cracks.

The interior is a cramped space, not as high-tech as a movie set, and even looks a little raw.

There is almost no visible high-tech equipment inside the security door, there are neat piles of ice on the floor, there are no electric lights, no ventilation ports, except for a small shelf-like warehouse embedded in the wall.

Three small warehouses side by side, each of which is locked and needs to be manually unscrewed with a key.

Now all three warehouses have been opened, revealing the warheads within.

Three oval-shaped metal bumps are stacked on the shelves of the transporter, side by side, lying there quietly.

They look inconspicuous, but no one who knows what they are will dare to slack off in the transportation process.

The three hydrogen bombs were loaded onto the bomber in accordance with the proper procedures, and the crew was making final adjustments to install the detonating equipment.

It was still dark before dawn, the sea breeze was mixed with rain, and on the deck of the ship, the crew was in a hurry to prepare for the pre-flight inspection of the fighter plane.

At the same time, the pilots who were wandering around the city returned, and the shadows of helicopters appeared at the edge of the skyrim, and the fighters returned before them, the last helicopters, which were asked to return to the ships before the hydrogen bomb exploded.

The impact of the explosion of three hydrogen bombs is enough to affect the flight stability of the aircraft, and the electromagnetic waves generated by the explosion may also cause the equipment of the aircraft to malfunction, so for safety, all aircraft except the hydrogen bomb transport plane are required to land.

There are three transport planes, and their pilots can't return until the shock wave is over, and before the hydrogen bomb explodes, they must control the planes to accelerate in a straight line, away from the center of the explosion, and wait for the command to signal that they can return.

Everything was carried out in an orderly manner, although the procedures were complicated, but the efficiency of the staff was very high, from the order to the execution, it took less than 15 minutes, the transport plane flew to the destination faster, the landing site was not too far, all within 100 kilometers, at the speed of the fighter, 2 minutes can reach the target location.

The last helicopter landed on the deck and landed smoothly and smoothly.

The torrential rain had stopped, there were no strong winds or waves, and the mothership was now sitting on the vast expanse of the sea like a mountain, moving at a slow pace, and the helicopter landed on the deck as if it were landing in an open airfield, and a crash was impossible unless the pilot's own operation was wrong.

Looking up, you can see that the black pressure clouds are missing a lot.

The clouds turned into rain and poured down all night, and they were like wrung out cotton, from obscuring the sky everywhere to filaments.

The stars and the moon peeked out of the vast void between the clouds, and the bright moonlight shone down the surface of the sea, as if the sea had stirred broken silver.

"The detonation equipment has been installed and inspected!"

"M-11, M-12, M13 aircraft are ready to take off and are fixing the warheads!"

"The take-off runway is empty! The wind direction has been determined, and the mothership continues to accelerate against the wind, and the speed is expected to accelerate from 10 knots to 20 knots in 3 minutes! ”

"This is the pilot of the M-11, landed in the cockpit and ready to take off."

"This is the pilot of the M-12, the equipment has been checked, there are no faults, everything is normal."

Between the various communication channels, handover and communication are underway, and noisy voices are sounding in the electronic channels.

Thousands of people are like the cogs of the mothership, supporting the huge machine to run.

The behemoth began to speed up against the wind, and it broke through the waves, the sea parting directly in front of it, and looking down from above, a long line could be seen converging behind it.

"Permission to take off!"

The order was given, the fighter's engine started, and the tail spewed out a scorching green flame!

The light of the fire illuminates the darkness, and the heat distorts the air!

The fuselage of the popular line accelerated forward, a deafening sound resounded on the deck, and the first fighter plane rose into the wind and quickly rose above the sea.

It tore through the clouds and disappeared into the edge of the skyline with a sharp cracking sound in a sharp arc.

The second and third followed, and after taking off, they flew in three different directions, and the clouds they broke through were their tracks, leaving three bifurcated dotted lines in the clouds.

At 5:39 a.m., three warplanes flew to the ground with three hydrogen bombs.

From the north, they flew to the east, west, and south.

The sun is about to rise, and an orange-red glow appears at the edge of the sea level.

The people on the deck looked in the direction of the land, where they could see the black giant, and saw it facing the sea, as if it was about to chase the sunrise, sinking silently.

(End of chapter)