Chapter 1895 God Said, Let There Be Light!

After learning of Tony Parker's death, David Lawrence felt a little bit stuck. The news from inside the church said that Victor Hugo immediately attacked Tony Parker when he saw him, like a deadly enemy with deep hatred, and did not give him a chance to speak at all.

Many variables were expected in David Lawrence's hunting plan, but he really didn't expect Tony Parker to die so simply. You must know that although that bastard is annoying, he is a useful pawn in the current plan.

Without Tony Parker, many deployed forces would be out of touch. For example, the insiders who were placed in the Mormon Church were no longer under the command of David Lawrence, and now the only thing he could control was a division he had deployed in Salt Lake City.

Looking at the time, it was less than ten minutes before the wedding was officially held. But without Tony Parker, David Lawrence's connection with the direction of the church has become very difficult. He had to consider whether to launch an attack in advance, such as letting eighteen self-propelled howitzers directly fire and bombard the Temple Cathedral.

The Temple Cathedral, although built in the mid-eighteenth century, is a very solid stone building. It is towering, majestic, and large in scale, and it will not be completely destroyed by bombardment in a short time.

Just because this building is too strong, artillery and tank attacks are auxiliary means that take a certain amount of time to work. The reason why David Lawrence wanted to assassinate at close range was to hold Victor Hugo face to face and prevent him from escaping smoothly.

It is of course good to be able to kill Victor Hugo on the spot, but if you can't kill him, it will also provide time for various follow-up methods. But now if the bombardment is carried out in advance, the layout of the church will be in vain. The target could easily slip away after the bombardment, and the whole plan was completely ruined.

Watching the passing of minutes and seconds, David Lawrence, who was a little uneasy, desperately contacted the internal response in the direction of the church. When he learned that Victor Hugo didn't leave the church because he killed Tony Parker, he decided cruelly: "Wait, wait until the assassination at nine o'clock before opening fire."

And just waited and waited until Zhou Qingfeng stood under the statue of Jesus, waited until Bishop Feite, who was the leader of the internal response, arrived at the church, and waited until the assassination officially started.

When news came from the church that the attack had been made, David Lawrence immediately yelled, "Let the howitzer battalion fire rapidly to destroy the church. No one is allowed to leave from there."

Just as the roar sounded, a personal computer in front of David Lawrence, which was projecting a city map, suddenly squeaked softly, emitting a puff of blue smoke.

Right now, His Excellency Lawrence is in the hidden headquarters of the barracks, surrounded by dozens of staff officers who are fiddling with various decision-making command systems. These things have military and civilian uses, and there are a lot of radio equipment used to contact various units.

And at the same time that the personal computer in front of David Lawrence was smoking, all other civilian equipment in the headquarters also failed. The military equipment for targeted protection is still working, but the communication system is full of white noise.

President Lawrence roared, you scumbags have to respond immediately. But what are you all doing with such a foolish look?

In the headquarters, only the adjutant of His Excellency the President repeated David Lawrence's decision to determine history and destiny, and then..., and then everyone was troubleshooting equipment failures like crazy.

Everyone has long been waiting to convey the president's order to the entire Enclave combat system. Because when the assassination plan begins, not only the Enclave troops in Salt Lake City will be ordered to launch an attack, but all over North America will launch a full-scale attack on the Aurora Legion.

But now...

David Lawrence roared and ordered, but he cursed loudly: "What are you all doing? I told you to maintain the equipment well, and don't make mistakes at critical times. Now at this critical moment, you tell me that the equipment is all broken Can't do anything?"

Everyone in the headquarters was sweating profusely on their foreheads, and even David Lawrence was going crazy. Before finding the cause of the failure, a piercing and frightening howling air approached from a high altitude.

The sound reached David Lawrence's ears, his heart suddenly tightened, and his head exploded with a buzzing sound. Without thinking too much, he already understood what happened. He was plotting against Victor Hugo, and Victor Hugo was plotting against him too.

Before the large-caliber artillery shells that flew from the sky fell, all the troops in the Aurora Legion camp on the other side of Salt Lake City were also best prepared to attack.

Pang Youcai was incorporated into a heavy artillery battalion as a person who "served crimes and made meritorious service". He was in charge of commanding a howitzer company dedicated to anti-artillery operations. The goal is that an Enclave artillery unit about ten kilometers away goes up to the peak and orders that the enemy must not be allowed to fire a single shell, and must be suppressed.

And what served as the command to fire was not instructions from the radio, but a light bulb connected to an induction coil. Shangfeng said that as long as the light bulb is on or burned out, it means that the enemy will be disadvantageous to the legion leader. There is no need for any nonsense at this time, the regimental artillery will open fire immediately.

At this time, anyone with a little IQ will understand that today's wedding may be a big mess. Pang Youcai recited a whole-army report of criticism, and he was punished with a serious warning from the boss. He just hoped that the light bulb in his hand would turn on, and only when the light bulb turned on could he turn around.

"Bright, bright, turn it on!" As the time approached nine o'clock, Pang Youcai kept staring at the light bulb in his hand. When it was just after nine o'clock, Bishop Feite walked up to Zhou Qingfeng proudly, and pressed the red button that controls the EMP electromagnetic bomb.

Ten emps powered by conventional explosives were detonated. The power of the explosion did not destroy any targets, but the energy of the explosion was converted into a wide spectrum, and high-intensity electromagnetic waves spread at the speed of light.

The light bulb in Pang Youcai's hand received the electric current from the induction coil, instantly burst into dazzling light, and burned out in less than a second. When the strong light came on, Pang Youcai shouted excitedly: "Fire, Buddha, I'm going to kill today!"

At the same time, the light bulb in Papa Julio's hand also lit up. Standing on the turret of a VT-5 tank, he shouted to the driver: "Let's go, let's knock those sons of bitches out of their bodies!"

The entire division of the Aurora Legion deployed in Salt Lake City was dispatched and attacked violently. And in the cathedral, facing all kinds of mutated assassins who were besieging them, Zhou Qingfeng, who looked like a descendant of the Holy Spirit, raised the short sword in his right hand and pointed at them contemptuously.

On the opposite side, Bishop Feite had burst eye sockets, bleeding skin, and grinning teeth. He was yelling and drinking like a ghost, approaching step by step. Zhou Qingfeng showed no signs of fear, he calmly uttered an ethereal and calm voice, "God said, let there be light!"

There are hundreds of high-power lighting fixtures hanging from the top of the cathedral. Behind these lights are not only complex power supply systems, but also thick induction coils. When the first wave of electromagnetic bombs exploded, these lighting fixtures all sensed a super strong peak current.

Hundreds of lighting lamps instantly released tens of millions of lumens of super-intensive light, as if hundreds of suns appeared in the dome hall of the cathedral.

No matter how fierce and violent the ghost-like mutated assassin is, his eyes must rely on light to see. The sudden strong light made them all scream, unable to see. Severe cases may even lead to blindness in dizziness, loss of sense of direction and gravity induction.

"God said, let there be fire."

The mutant guards staying in the lounge rushed out screaming, and the leader, Marco, was carrying a thick flamethrower.

The leader of the mutants was already impatient, and he pulled the trigger on dozens of monster assassins transformed from the choir, and the high-temperature flames more than ten meters long immediately engulfed them all, turning them into human torches that looked like jumping corpses.

"God said that this earth is full of filth, so it must be purified."

The mutants in the back were all carrying six-barreled Gatling guns, and the bullets were pouring down like a rainstorm. The muzzle flames were more than one meter long, and the sound of rapid fire at full power was deafening.

The mutated assassins who attempted to attack were all extremely powerful, and even the twin sisters had to dodge and escape. But in front of the metal storm that swept away everything, they all turned into flesh.

Bishop Feite, who was still fierce and powerful just now, barely recovered from the blinding light. In front of it, Zhou Qingfeng swung his swords with a cold light, and the sharp blades kept cutting his mutated extremely tough flesh and bones. A moment later, the leader of the assassin was cut into pieces, his body and soul disappeared!

After counting the swords, the blood flowed frosty, and Zhou Qingfeng shouted loudly to the entire dome hall: "I am a god, who has any objections?!"