Act.10 [El Brillo SolitarioThe Glory of Loneliness]
Foreword:
[When your expectations are met one by one, you must be firm and calm]
[——Henry Wadsworth Longfellow]
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[Part1·Helpless]
In the weapons warehouse, everyone gathered in a circle, lit a bonfire in the iron barrel to keep warm, and wanted to discuss clearly the gains from the artillery test firing.
Except for Ah Xing, everyone looked discouraged.
Brother Ibrahimovic lowered his head, took out his cigarette case, and handed one to each of his brothers.
Ah Xing's eyes lit up when he saw the cigarette.
"Me me me me! Thank you thank you!"
3301 put on a bad face and approached Ah Xing, his yellow beast eyes full of anger.
Ah Xing said aggrievedly: "I have just turned nineteen, let me try..."
VIP Xia Xia came close to 3301, also pretending to be squinting and fierce.
Neither the big wolf girl nor the half-wolf girl like the smell of smoke. The disaster beast hates nicotine, a highly toxic poison. Only humans and apes can smoke tobacco, and other creatures will actively avoid it.
3301 opened Brother Ibrahimovic's hand and said to Axing: "No smoking."
Putting aside these insignificant details, Brother Ibrahimovic looked reserved and panicked, and there was still some mud in his beard that he didn't have time to clean up.
Jason took out the razor and trimmed his brother's beard.
Ibrahimovic smoked a cigarette and spoke slowly.
"Brothers, we may have reached the end and won't reach that place."
When a leader says something like this, it's hard for other Slavic men to say anything.
Only Jason was worried about it, but he did not immediately retort and scolded him. He had to wait for Brother Ibrahimovic to finish what he said.
Ibrahimovic pulled out the hot firewood from the iron bucket, asked his friends to come up and light their cigarettes, and explain the reason.
"The peonies couldn't kill them - they didn't even have time to fire a second shot."
Immediately some unconvinced young people said.
"Brother Ibrahimovic! We can operate in groups! An artillery team only needs at least six people..."
Ibrahimovic interrupted: "But... can you fire the cannon? We have tried so many times, but you don't even have a chance to touch the gun mount. You can only do some work of carrying the shells."
The young man was silent for a while, still wanting to show off his strength.
"I can be used as bait! If the Iceman wants to kill me, he will definitely ignore you!"
"That's a good idea." Ibrahimovic shook his head, and finally lit a cigarette for Jason: "But as long as I show up, the Iceman's first target will definitely be me. It can hear my voice. We don't have a radio, and we are separated from each other.
It is impossible to conduct combat commands in sign language for tens of meters."
There is one thing Ibrahimovic did not explain.
With Peony's caliber, even if it hits the Death Door Rune of the Laughing Man or Iceman, it is difficult to kill it with one hit.
The size of the runes in their skulls is too large. If the material of the runes is calculated as concrete of the same quality, it would be difficult for 203 cannons to completely crush it.
The diameter of the rune alone is more than 20 meters, and it is a fossil as high as several stories high. It has some flesh and blood as elastic cushioning pads.
To these giants, Peony Flower's cannonballs are like sesame seeds. Even if they can hit, it is difficult to ensure that the lethality of the kinetic energy of the cannonballs can be completely retained in the runes.
When the Laughing Man was shot for the first time, the cannonball stayed in the skin of the giant's shoulder and neck, shaking half of its upper arm, but the damage caused was minimal.
It only used its nails to gouge out some of the mud and flesh, and remove the cannonballs. However, the wounds on its body healed in just one breath.
Ibrahimovic has always been looking forward to Jason Megan returning here. In the past three years, every other month, he will try to fight the giant, and occasionally lose one or two partners, but this ritual
Never stops.
It doesn't matter if you fail once or twice, it doesn't matter if you fail dozens of times.
Because Ibrahimovic has always believed in ruthlessness and morality.
He believed in BOSS's obsession and believed that this evil beast would never give up its outpost or this seemingly meaningless mission.
But when Jason Megan came back, he only brought so few people with him. It was even fewer than the emergency summons mission three years ago. At least two reinforced battalions came to Guangling and stopped, and they shot all the cannonballs with the giants.
After eating all the food, he finally returned home empty-handed.
Brother Ibrahimovic made unilateral speculation——
——Has Aohun Mingde given up on this place?
After all, this is a dead land with nothing.
There is no gold, silver, or precious rare earth resources.
The extraction of petroleum minerals is extremely difficult, and the disaster environment is unsuitable for human survival.
What exactly is in the sea?
For Niflheim, as the Soviets call it, BOSS has done a lot of things, spent a lot of money, and sent many, many people. This time he called Jason over to make a perfunctory explanation of the previous agreement.
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Ibrahimovic didn't understand these two strange VIPs at all, and thought to himself that if they really had any magical power, they should have shown it long ago, so that they would not follow ordinary people like us and flee in embarrassment under the stranglehold of the Iceman's subordinates.
Maybe they are scholars?
Maybe they are just medical staff?
Their soul power is not strong enough to deal with giants.
It's just a matter of bringing the younger generation from the station to this place to experience the giant's spiritual pressure and accumulate experience.
At this time, Xia Xia said to Brother Ibrahimovic.
"cheer up!"
Brother Ibrahimovic seemed to be grasping at straws.
"Dear guest from the station, is there anything you can do?"
He took out some grain from his dirty coat. It was sorghum cake produced in the greenhouse. There was not much in stock.
Xia Xia did not accept the gift. Instead, she took out candy from her pocket, intending to give the sweet, high-quality glucose to the Soviet man, and then innocently said nonsense.
"No!"
Originally, Brother Ibrahimovic's energy level was lifted halfway up, but now he is completely burping.
Xia Xia grabbed Brother Ibrahimovic's hand, opened the rough man's palm, and forced the candy inside.
"I have no way to deal with those things! They are too big and have too many targets! To move the earth, you need a very delicate and strong lever! My soul power is too simple to do that.
Something!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After talking about her own soul power, the big wolf girl then talked about A Ling’s soul power.
"My waiter's soul power can't do it. The energy in these giants' bodies is so huge that even the two of us cannot defeat them. Even if we let them stand still and scrape us, it will take us a year and a half."
It’s probably not as fast as other people’s breathing and blood recovery.”
Brother Ibrahimovic was dejected and his morale dropped to freezing point.
"So...my dear guest, what do you mean by cheering me up?"
"I can't do it, but King Xin can do it!" Xia Xiaxia said innocently: "When we were on the way, we encountered King Xin's soul attack on the way. That kind of ability is very special and can take away our
The five senses can pull our spirit bodies out of the body - I think King Xin can also push the spirit bodies of these giants out of the body, so he has the courage to come here to hunt."
Ibrahimovic's face became very ugly. He had never wanted to have too in-depth cooperation with the people of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult. These people would do anything to achieve their goals, and they also liked to eat people.
Lending them the city's public facilities is already the biggest concession Ibrahimovic has made. If he wants to negotiate more deals with King Xin, he may not even be able to keep his own quality.
The twenty or so young people present were almost the last generation of the Soviet Union, and they were all men.
When the Stairway to Heaven team arrived at RSH, Ibrahimovic and the engineer grandpa discussed sending the girls back to the Albert Research Station long ago to avoid being targeted by these lawless ogres.
"And I never understood." Xia Xia raised her hand and put out the cigarette from Brother Ibrahimovic's mouth: "Don't you have a nuclear bomb? One with a smaller yield, more than 800,000 tons of TNT will do."
When the VIP asked this question, Ibrahimovic was shocked.
Whether it’s the VIP’s cute smile when he puts out his cigarette butt with his fleshy fingers without changing his expression.
There is also the ease and ease with which he says "nuclear force" as if nothing has happened.
"No way?" Xia Xia came closer to Ibrahimovic and asked in a low voice, fearing that others would hear: "Although the station order prohibits all things related to [nuclear], refined uranium or yellow cake cannot be transported in, the Philosopher Foundation
The Abyss Railway is not allowed to have any nuclear force, but you should have hidden it a little bit, right? As far as I learned from the secret library - in the past few decades, there were hunters who used individual nuclear bombs to kill monsters, although these hunters ended up in prison.
The Soviet Union is a nuclear power. You can’t really be so honest and hand over all your guns after its disintegration, right?”
Ibrahimovic was stunned for a long time, suddenly feeling very embarrassed.
Because they really don't have nuclear weapons, not even individual nuclear warheads launched by rocket launchers.
As Xia Xia said, a nuclear bomb with the equivalent of 800,000 tons of TNT can create a circular pit with a diameter of more than 600 meters. Nothing will be left behind. As long as this weapon can be sent to the face of a giant, it will explode.
Radius and shock wave damage are negligible for RSH. Only weak tsunami and radiation will be left.
But for this kind of thing, Ibrahimovic checked all the information, took out his brain, and thought about the material list of every weapons warehouse - if it is not there, it is not there. It does not even have the industrial power and raw materials needed by the refinery. They don't have it.
Maybe they were rubbing uranium 235 on site, and they didn’t understand the launching mechanism of a nuclear bomb or how to prepare and preserve the warhead.
Ibrahimovic was born in 1988 and was only three years old when the Soviet Union collapsed.
My grandfather, an engineer, majored in mechanical and electrical engineering. He had been building railways for 16 years, but he didn’t understand thermonuclear knowledge at all.
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[Part2·One head and two big ones]
Seeing Brother Ibrahimovic’s embarrassed and shy expression——
——Xia Xia finally understood that BOSS really didn’t prepare any off-site assistance for them during this trip.
During the harvest season, most passenger trains have to return to the Nine Realms. It is probably impossible to rely on connections to find connections and bring super firepower over. There are really not many people who are willing to do this kind of extra punishment.
"It's difficult!" Xia Xia thought for a long time and finally said this sentence, "I'm stupid! Let's wait until A Ling comes back!"
She patted Brother Ibrahimovic hard on the shoulder.
"When your expectations are met one by one, you must be firm and calm! You can do it! You can do it! Treasure!"
Ibrahimovic looked at the VIP blankly, feeling that everyone's thinking channels were not on the same line.
Jason and Ibrahimovic said: "Let's change our thinking, Ibrahimovic."
Ibrahimovic: "What's the idea?"
Jason: "Last time I came to this place, I wore my lapis lazuli the whole time."
Having said this, Jason raised his arm. He was not wearing the pyroxene at this time.
"The terrifying spiritual pressure in the environment almost made me unable to think, and also made me miss a lot of things, many, many things worthy of my attention."
Jason took out his journal, tore off four pieces of paper, and drew a topographic map of the entire RSH outpost in just a few seconds.
"From the entrance on the southeast side to the coastline, the main road of RSH is almost more than 20 kilometers long, but there is no trace of natural settlement. The road is formed in one piece. It is not like railway ballast. Logically speaking, RSH should
You have to sink at least 16 meters in the mud at the beach to touch the bedrock. There are no gaps in the buildings and roads caused by the height difference in settlement, which makes me very surprised."
Meteor raised his hand.
"I have something to do."
Jason turned around.
"What's wrong? Are you the same as me? Have you thought of these strange things?"
Meteor confessed: "Teacher Jason, you are starting to say things that I don't understand. I need to go to the toilet because I need to urinate urgently."
Jason rolled his eyes angrily, wondering in his mind how could Jiang Xueming find such an idiot as his brother.
"Go ahead."
Brother Ibrahimovic and others gathered around and stared at the remaining pages of the map.
"You mean, where we live is not normal?"
Jason changed his words to a more vivid and direct metaphor.
"Steel will naturally creep in the cold environment. From Pavlov to Hongxing Mountain, the railway ballast we walked on was a basic road filled with thousands of tons of sand and gravel. But in a place like Hongxing Mountain, how can it
Guaranteeing basic level ground? Look at this street——"
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jason pointed to the RSH History Museum and Publicity Office, which were buildings almost seventy years ago.
"——It has both new buildings and old buildings. The buildings were built more than 40 years apart, but their foundations are all from the same era. In this environment, this is almost impossible.
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Brother Ibrahimovic and his brothers couldn't figure out what Jason wanted to say.
These buildings existed before they were born. There were no old people to tell them the history.
Jason Megan took back all the remaining pages of the map.
"Brother Ibrahimovic, I am a green gold guard, and I am very sensitive to this information. Whenever there are things that are not consistent with common sense, I will try my best to understand why they exist reasonably."
He leaned down and rubbed Brother Ibrahimovic's temples, asking Brother Ibrahimovic to take stock of his memories.
"The foundation of this city must not have been built with sand and fill like the railways. Otherwise, the factory workshops you see would not be so neat, and could be divided into five nuclear power plants according to the wishes of the city designers - we
The soles of the feet are full of mud, and there may be giant skeletons inside. If this soft and hard earth structure goes on for a long time, as the foundations settle irregularly, these heavy industrial factories will overturn."
There is only one reason why RSH's factory has remained standing for so many years.
Jason Megan rubbed away the clouded face of big brother Zlatan Ibrahimovic.
"It's built on top of an underground city."
"When the blueprint for this outpost was first drawn, the steel structure of the underground city had already been completed."
"We have to dig out the mud under our feet and build a foundation of at least sixty meters high to ensure that industrial buildings exposed to the air can operate stably for so many years."
Jason begged Brother Ibrahimovic to think about it carefully.
"Have your elders ever told you since you were a child that there are places that you must never go to, never desecrate, and never break into easily? These places are probably the entrances to underground cities."
Ibrahimovic is still in shock. He just knows that the motherland has built an outpost in such a ghost place, which is already an amazing industrial miracle.
If Jason's judgment is correct, maybe nuclear weapons can really be found underground.
According to historical records, at the strong request of Ao Hun Ming De, except for the semi-finished weapon platform of [Materialism], which was not taken away by the CIS and the Philosopher Foundation - these white-eyed wolves almost emptied the RSH.
But they have never been underground.
Ibrahimovic said immediately without thinking: "Monument to the People's Heroes! There is a niche under the stele sculpture!"
Jason didn't say much: "Let's go."
3301 stood up and shouted loudly.
"Hey, hey! Have you seen my employer?"
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Go out from the weapons warehouse and walk more than 200 meters to the street corner to find a bathhouse. Forty years ago, it was bustling with people and busier than all the shops at the Albert Scientific Research Station.
At that time, tens of thousands of people in the entire village and town would come here to bathe and eat more or less.
Here you can see RSH governors and people living naked in the same room, exchanging work points for pyroxene in the small commodity market on the street, and cooking disaster beast dishes together at the food stalls.
But now it has become a public toilet.
It turned into a huge cesspool that exuded the stench of methane and provided heat for the last fifty or so people in RSH.
Ah Xing pushed the door open and went in. He walked to the toilet pit, unbuttoned his plastron and pulled up his trousers. He sighed next to the spacious bathing area. The Soviet toilets were so grand and beautiful.
At this moment, he finally noticed the toilet friend next to him.
He was a strong man over three meters tall.
Axing raised his head and looked at the big man's head.
"Wow! Brother! How did you practice! Can you grow so big?"
He lowered his head again and looked at the other head of the tall man.
"Wow...oh...so talented."
William turned his head, feeling embarrassed. He felt very embarrassed when he heard the sound of the two people draining the water.
"Born...born."
After a while, perhaps because the giant's bladder held an amazing amount of water, the meteor was packed away, but William was still frozen in place, not moving.
Meteor said: "You are not from our team, you are an enemy, right? Are you from Stairway to Heaven?"
William's pupils shrank and became nervous.
Meteor continued: "I didn't see your companions outside. You, like me, are both stray wolves. People who are not accepted by their companions...have the brilliance of loneliness."
From the hollow decoration of the Orthodox mural reliefs in the big bathhouse, a cool and elegant square light source is cast.
William was inexplicably moved.
Meteor and William said seriously and firmly.
"I can wait for you. Fighting in this environment is like a cold war turning into a hot war. Once the launch button of the nuclear bomb is pressed, there will be no winner - and I am not willing to fight with my life against you without zipping up your pants. If
If any one of us falls into a manure pit, or is splashed with manure from a bullet or bomb, even if he survives, he has lost his qualifications as a human being."
William was deeply touched.
"Brother, you are such a gentle person...I don't know what to say..."