Fireworks: Twilight Chapter 8: Flagg's Prank
In ancient times, it was customary to refer to a certain hope, or a plan for the future, as a "flag" and refer to the jokes played by fate......
It is now widely believed that Flagg is the god of fate in ancient mythology β or the god of fate who likes to play pranks.
And the favorite joke of the god of fate is that if there is no accident (good) (as a result) there is an accident (caused) there is an accident (accident).
"Warning! A cluster of fixed-point tactical missiles has been detected, approaching at high speed! β
The sudden alarm took everyone by surprise - at least Qin Wei was taken aback by the suddenness.
"Why is this so loud all of a sudden!" Qin Fu angrily smashed the communication device.
"The supermagnetic interception failed, and it is confirmed that it has been controlled by the network biologically!"
"Warning! The troops are in fire coverage, please evade quickly! β
"Warning! Impact countdown: 10, 9, 8......"
"There are 60 seconds left before our overshoot arrives."
"Stop moving! Defense! Priority Protection! β
The Temora mecha stopped moving instantly, with heavy armor on the outermost layer and assault on the second layer, and the siege was in a bowed state to protect the shadow below.
The blow is coming.
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"Boom, boom, boom!"
The missile hit the ground and detonated at a distance of more than four or five hundred meters from the Temora mecha. The wind whipped up a manic flame and swept it away.
Xie Zi'an inserted a military dagger into a gap in a certain Temora to stabilize himself, and protected Xun Zimin with his other hand.
Above several people, a figure was hanging there with a climbing device. He stretched out a hand and tugged at Qin Wei's back collar.
"Uh......" Qin Yu's face turned blue, why is this the case...... He was clearly lightly armoured on the outside, but people always had a good grip on the collar of his regular clothes inside.
Several missiles exploded at close range, and even with the Temora mech in front of them, in addition to the debris flying stones, the high temperature and pressure, and the strong tremors caused by the continuous explosions were enough to kill people.
The blast wave of the explosion swept through the heat and flying sand, but thanks to their good equipment, they barely survived.
The Shadow Force has just been replaced with Victoria (Latin for Victory)' fourth-generation armor, which was developed and manufactured by General Sun Linhui of the Quartermaster Department on behalf of Najisdan (Π½Π°Π΄Π΅ΠΆΠ΄Π°, Russian for Hope), an outer city in the north.
The armor is made of a new synthetic material called "Phoenix", which is enough to withstand a long-range missile at close range without being destroyed - only in terms of the armor itself, of course, and the personnel inside may not be safe.
Sure enough, after the bombing, the Temora mecha quickly stood up, and one by one "hanging" a few shadows ran towards this side, and our over-range strike also fell behind them, blocking the pursuit route of the Rope Creature.
"The enemy missile offensive is over."
"Our over-range strike is over." Some people say this, but no one sees when their own strikes are carried out, after all, the distance is farther, but in combination with the enemy's missile attack, I am afraid that it will cause a lot of environmental changes.
When Qin Wei heard these two voices, the breath he was holding in his chest finally went down - the shadow pulled Temora up after he ran up, and asked him to find a place to grasp it by himself.
It looks like it's all over...... Qin Wei thought so.
No, that seems to be a ...... Erected a Flagg?
And that god of fate really didn't let go of this prank.
In the next second, Qin Wei felt an inexplicable sense of disobedience, as if he ...... What's going to happen......
"Alert! Level 1 Alert! A seven-bit network signal was detected!! β
Qin Wei turned his head abruptly.
Through the car window, he saw a huge wall standing in the distance.
This was only a split second for Temora's controllers, so much so that they had no way to react to keep Ei safe. At that moment, the ground beneath their feet suddenly turned blue, and then rose, enveloping everyone, and the controllers only had time to leap into the air.
The blue walls instantly materialized and became real dirt.
Even though the dirt was vulnerable to the Temora Mechs, they were previously wrapped in a blue light curtain. As a result, the earth and the otherwise indestructible metal were mixed and even blended with each other.
So in just a moment, most of the controllers were back in their familiar consoles.
In the distance, Zhao Tingyou's angry scolding was heard, mixed with bursts of dripping sounds like a telegraph version.
The individual surviving Temora mechs and shadows did not stop, or did not dare to stay, and began to continue to run wildly.
The dirt walls quickly crumbled, collapsing into the craters that had appeared in the ground. And those Temora and Shadows who didn't have time to escape have long since merged with the flying ashes in the sky.
"Not the third...... It's the new seven-digit ......"
The sound in the headphones intensified again, and countless people began to shout.
"Unmanned transport aircraft have been sent to support."
"A large batch of bio targets have been detected!"
"In the southeast direction, there is a 'light curtain (it is said to be a gateway connecting the network world and the real world, and most of the time a large number of network creatures will gush out, or even seven)'!"
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A shadow hung on a Temora mech, and he struggled to climb onto the mech's shoulder, sat down, and then took off his helmet.
"Really...... Are you going to die like this......" he thought.
The unmanned transport aircraft approached them, and the remotely controlled light opened the door.
"Please board the plane and leave quickly." The communication device on the earlobe prompted.
But Shadow didn't do that, and pulled out an old pocket watch from his chest. It is said that thousands of years ago, people always liked to wear a piece of this thing with a photo or something inside, and many people would go to look at the photo before they died, and then reminisce about this life in their minds.
It's a pity. He didn't have time to recall something.
He just gently stroked the person in the photo through his sturdy armored gloves and thick glass.
Those were his wife and children. Two years ago, he died on the way to flee to the CCP and the city-state of China, and at that time, he was waiting for his destination, with a beautiful vision for the future...... Oh, it was so naΓ―ve back then.
"I'm really unwilling......" He closed his pocket watch, put on his helmet, and looked around, all the shadows were still "flying" in the wind.
"No one wants to die, but no one lives with it." His voice appeared in the communication channel. The next moment, he untied the climbing device that hung on Temora's body, removed a chip from his armor, and stood up tremblingly.
"Knock, knock, knock......" He clearly felt his heart beating. The bomb was shaking together.
He unscrewed the knob, inserted the chip, and spoke slowly.
"Request a connection."
This is the first person to borrow power from the gods in this war, and it won't be the last.
"Connectivity allowed, lattice network."
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Qin Wei silently watched as the black shadows were dyed with "blue in the sky", and then went to meet the end.
The shadows in the darkness will never see the light in their lives, but they have a dream to see the dazzling light, even if they will be burned by the flames and finally vanished, but as long as they see the eternal sun, they will not regret it again.
Everybody longs for something called a miracle, even if it doesn't exist. The very existence of each person is a miracle, and they go to witness eternity.
The light curtain flashed.
God said that there should be light, and so there was light on the earth, and shadows were born.
The unmanned transport plane slowly departed, not carrying a single person. Now, only a few Temora mechs are still running.
"A superfusion orbital strike is underway."
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"Fusion Strike Countdown: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1......"
At that moment, there were "shooting stars" slipping from the sky.
The orbital strike is controlled by an orbital satellite that can cover an extremely huge range, and the Temora battery weighing about 0.01 grams is sealed in a multi-layer shell using a speed of three times the speed of sound for precise positioning and delivery, and during the flight, it is accelerated by boost, the shell is detached, and the jet is fine-tuned, and only bombards the target under a sphere with a diameter of less than three centimeters, causing the orbital strike to explode again after the orbital strike, and the second super strike is triggered by the Temora battery.
Less than five minutes passed, and the shadows of life turned into dazzling fire and threw themselves into the light.
"Countdown to the landing of the Super Fusion Orbital Strike: 10, 9, 8, 7 ......"
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"Knock" ......
The people nearby only heard this sound, and then there was an unstoppable ringing in their ears. Everything was trembling and spinning, and the flames engulfed everything.
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"Determine the enemy unit to be in seventh place."