Chapter 318 Repaying the Other with His Way (Part 2)

Phew... The wind was like a roar, and the surging gray-white air flow was like rising tide waves. It climbed up the coast, overflowed the beach, uprooted the precious fir trees, evaporated the water from the stems and leaves, and burned them into balls of ashes in the blink of an eye.

There are also those large and small stones, like shells fired from cannons, which will be riddled with holes in the exquisite villas, towers, art sculptures, etc. near the military base.

"Nuclear...nuclear bomb?" Everyone present was stunned. Until the earthquake stopped, the strong wind swept over, blowing up the skirts of the women, blowing up the spotless tablecloths, and spilling wine, drinks, and fruit plates all over the floor. At this moment, ladies and gentlemen, their complexions changed drastically, and they flocked towards the sanctuary of the Sulawiya Palace like crazy wild dogs.

No one knows what happened, and no one knows why, why Quentin Island, known as the pearl of Stymphas Sea and a leisure resort for nobles, encountered a nuclear bomb crisis.

Where is the Island Guard? Where are the interceptor missiles? Where is the AWACS? Why did the nuclear warhead that should have fallen on Wendenbat appear here?

Plop! There was the sound of a wine glass falling on the carpet.

Tennyson squatted down covering his eyes, the powerful light radiation stabbed his eyes, and the severe pain caused him to scream out heart-piercingly. Kunna Austin was not much better than him. The woman who regretted that there were no fireworks to cheer her up, received a big gift at this moment, a big gift that was big enough to make her remember deeply even when she went to hell.

The originally whiny, magnetic female voice is now as sharp as a night owl. She rolled on the ground with her eyes blindfolded, which caused countless officials and gentlemen to dream about, wishing to twist her delicate body back and forth while riding under her for thousands of times, and the black evening dress was stained with large and large wine stains.

Another smoke dragon fell from the sky, boom! The flames soared into the air. A mushroom cloud surged up, and the strong sonic boom shattered the glass windows, and sharp fragments shot out like raindrops. Hit Waters, Housman and others.

The green military uniform was stained red with blood in an instant, and the expensive suit worth millions was like a sterile towel used to wipe hands in the operating room. It was just a welcome party that was still toasting. Right now, it has become a practice feast. As for the destination of this trip, it is hell!

"What's going on? What's going on?" Camaro hugged the corner of the table and shouted in a panic.

Rector's No. 1 man, Viscount Roger, crawled out from under the long dining table, looking as embarrassed as a dog: "Camero, Camaro? What's going on here? Where did the nuclear bomb come from? Where did it come from?" Nuke?"

"Don't worry about where it came from, go quickly and go to the shelter." Melville pulled Roger Ferrett up from the ground. Picking up his back, he turned and ran towards the corridor connecting the back door.

He has no time to worry about the safety of Tennyson, Kunna, Housman and others. The place where the first nuclear bomb exploded is still 50 kilometers away, and the second nuclear bomb has reached about 35 kilometers. No matter who planned and carried out this attack, the Sulawiya Palace will definitely not let it go. If you don't leave, everyone will die here.

Roger Felicity is different from Aldrich. Although both are governors, the latter comes from a military family, while he is a standard politician. He can scold Fang Qiu in the palace. With a scholarly spirit, he can make waves in the political arena and make waves. but. On the battlefield, facing the continuous artillery fire and the tumbling flames, this elegant nobleman with a mother-in-law complex can only tremble and his face turns pale with fright.

Aldrich could die without fear, which was trained on the battlefield, while Roger came from a political family, and in his eyes, fighting was a rough job. Doomed to miss him.

He could never have imagined that she was as elegant and noble as him. In the face of disaster, it will dig into the dining table like a dog. He was so scared that he couldn't even stand up, so he could only let Melville retreat with his back.

Who did it! Who the hell did it! Those rebels? How is it possible, in the face of repeated attacks from plasma cannons and 600 neutron bombs, it is absolutely impossible to survive. Could it be Lord Lancelot? Is he going to let people like himself die? In order to make the trick more realistic, in order to win the trust of the people?

Even if a sharp knife hangs above his head, and life and death are on the line, the noble Viscount Roger is still full of conspiracy and politics.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The same glass slag was tied into a bloody hedgehog.

Kunna Austin is not much better, the broken glass has stretched her skin, padded her nose, repaired her chin, and used countless nutrient solutions, which is comparable to the tightness of a twenty-five or six-year-old girl Pretty face was bloody. I don't know if she stands in front of those officials and gentlemen at this time, will they still be lustful.

"Roger, Roger, save me..." The sharp thing scratched her evening dress, and a piece of glass the size of a dagger was embedded in her right chest. The blood was like a gushing mountain spring, staining her body. Scarlet, almost bloody.

Minister of Health Hausman clutched his bloody left arm and ran madly towards the back door. Waters and Propaganda Minister William followed behind him like a bereaved dog.

These pampered nobles and high-ranking officials, when have they experienced such suffering? William, who has always only held manuscripts and eulogized impassionedly on TV, was scared to pee. Wet marks and blood stains were on his slim and thin milky white trousers. Flowing vertically and horizontally, the iconic trousers that have made countless dissatisfied ladies yell, but now they have become a dirty and smelly rag.

In the aristocratic circle, it is common for men to look for flowers and willows, and those wives who are neglected by their husbands are all from aristocratic families, so how could they be willing to live in the cold palace. Ever since, the husband picked flowers and the wife had an affair, this kind of thing was as natural as eating and drinking.

And handsome and unrestrained like William Clark, not only has a delicate face that is not inferior to Park Min Ho, but also has a guy thing that makes all the ladies dream about.

Coupled with Rector's title of head of the Propaganda Department, the exposure rate is super high. William Clark deservedly became the dream lover of married women in the aristocratic circle.

At only 38 years old, he enjoys this kind of life very much. The pleasure of conquering women, especially ladies, makes him feel very successful. Very classy, ​​and very loving.

He is not like the miser who is greedy for petty gain and stingy like Housman, leaving traces of wind. The geese plucked their feathers, and even the prostitutes passed in front of them. I also wish I could make some show. I'm too angry.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die yet..." William Clark ran all the way, muttering all the way.

When the three of them walked through the back door through the glass shards all over the floor and entered the air corridor connecting the main hall of the Sulawian Palace, Waters at the front suddenly stopped.

William, whose face was covered with blood, was startled. Looking up, he saw a little flame in the sky that was changing from sunny to dark, and the gray gunpowder smoke around it was like a dragon with teeth and claws. Falling from the sky with death and destruction.

"How is it possible!" The expressions on the faces of William, Waters, and Housman were almost exactly the same. The shaking of the ground had not stopped yet, and the strong wind covered the entire Sulawian palace complex with sand and rubble. The aftermath of a nuclear bomb explosion has not subsided, and in a blink of an eye, a new nuclear bomb appeared directly above.

It appeared in the night sky without a trace, like the last judgment executed by the gods, born out of thin air. With such a short distance, it is impossible to talk about avoiding anything.

boom!

The nuke landed. The fireball with a diameter of 2 kilometers engulfed most of the Sulawian Palace in an instant. The high temperature of thousands of degrees Celsius spread outward rapidly, and the metal objects on the periphery of the fireball directly melted into crimson iron juice. Then it was picked up by the shock wave and swept around like a storm.

The ground made of reinforced concrete was twisted by the shock force generated by the explosion. The detonation wave crushed them into pieces and rolled them up for nine days. Torn to shreds.

The main palace of Sulawia and its surrounding side halls, villas, gardens and gardens are 5 kilometers long from north to south and 2 kilometers wide. In just one or two breaths, 75% of the buildings were leveled. Even the Lord Lord used it for rest and office, in addition to reinforced concrete, the main hall was covered with a layer of titanium alloy armor. The same bad luck, was blown into a pile of debris. Driven by the shock wave, it flew all over the sky.

The huge mushroom cloud is like a blooming bouquet of grim reaper. A flash like the setting sun completely illuminated the entire night, the stars had long since disappeared, and the dust clouds scattered the light from the fireball, dyeing the sky blood red.

Those dignitaries downstairs running to the refuge are like a group of poor moths.

The mayor of Wendenbat, the chief prosecutor of Orovia, and the minister of justice of Rector... These unlucky ghosts with quick legs and feet were the first to bear the brunt. They were picked up by the shock wave, and the debris of the building whose speed was comparable to a fired bullet was directly blown away. They were beaten into a bloody hornet's nest, then swept away by the wind and waves, and then within a few breaths, they were repaired by the belated heat radiation, burned into dry and charred corpses, and finally blasted into bone powder by high pressure, accompanied by dust Together, fly all over the sky.

Most people were blinded by the intense light radiation, lying on the ground and wailing endlessly, and then, like those pioneers, were swallowed by the heat wave.

For various reasons, a few guys escaped unharmed by luck. Some of them were frightened stupidly, excrement and urine, snot and tears flowed, and they lay on the ground stupidly waiting to die.

There are also some who turn their heads and run away. There are many women among them. In the past, the noble ladies who used to have their eyes above the top and even disdained to look down on the common people, now they have no image and don't care about the dress they love. Even if they are barefoot and bareback, Wearing only a pair of briefs, there is no shame, and he runs out as if desperate.

In the shadow of death, dignity is worse than shit! Only at this time will they realize that the so-called nobles and high-ranking officials are no different from those ordinary people, they have one nose and two eyes.

How do you realize? It's too late to regret it now!

A 5-meter-wide, thin and slender piece of metal sliced ​​diagonally across. The delicate bodies of the two noble ladies were divided into two, and the waist was broken into two pieces. Viscera and blood flowed everywhere, leaving only the upper body. They wailed mournfully on the ground, accusing the injustice of the world.

There is also a young and beautiful noble lady. After beheading two noble ladies with a bloody metal piece, the momentum remained undiminished, and the slightly higher side directly scratched her neck.

A lightly made-up head spun out and was blown away by the air waves, leaving pools of bright red blood on the ground.

The shock wave blows the human body away, and the screams are drowned out by the wind roar...

Melville carried Roger Fellett on his back. The two left early, thinking they could hide in the refuge as soon as possible, but they never expected that what was waiting in front of them was the galloping god of death.

William Clark watched helplessly as the main hall of the Sulawiya Palace was swallowed by the billowing tide. tearing, throwing rubble into the sky. As for the connecting corridor, it is as if there is a fire dragon with its mouth open in front of it. It was swallowed piece by piece.

Colonel Melville and Governor Roger died just like that, engulfed by the scorching air waves. So easy. Pressed on the top of the head all day long, like a mountain-like existence, it was so weak in the face of disasters, it was completely annihilated without even a chance to struggle, and reduced to a mass of fly ash.

William Clark is definitely a man of culture, even in the face of death, he never forgets to express his feelings.

Housman was different, he ran back frantically. Even knowing that no matter how long his legs were, he would not be able to run away from the flames of death behind him, but he still did not give up.

What supports his spirit of not giving up is not courage, nor is it the principle of being a man, but money, which has been accumulated for half a lifetime through corruption and bribery, and the money that ordinary civilian families can't spend in 1,000 years of life.

Working in the health system has always been lucrative, and Housman never thinks that he is wrong to make money, in his opinion. People like William Clark and Kunna Austin are all fools, and their status and power are not based on money. Being a visionary. A person with a sense of crisis, he believes that what the nobles do will die with the collapse of the empire one day, and only money is the most real and precious thing.

Even if the Stewart family falls and Mengya destroys the country, he has a lot of money. Or future generations will also live comfortably. Just like the Commonwealth of Charles. What freedom, what democracy. This is bullshit. Who can become president is not a famous politician. The election of the upper and lower houses, the promulgation and implementation of the People's Livelihood Act...such political events are all fueled by big capitalists.

Therefore, there is nothing eternal and nothing immortal in this world. Only money, money is omnipotent, money can turn ghosts, as long as human civilization survives, money is the general trend, and economy is the eternal theme. Unless it is possible to go back thousands of years ago and return to the era of raw hair and drinking blood, is this possible?

The truth is always in the hands of a few people, and Housman always believes that he belongs to the "minority".

After all, he still couldn't beat Death. The moment William, Clark, and Waters screamed, Housman suddenly felt his body lighten, and then a hot feeling rushed over his face. The high temperature ignited the expensive suit and hair, and the burning pain started from the face and neck and spread rapidly to the whole body.

Pain, unbearable pain, Housman felt as if countless hands were tearing his body.

The flames burned the skin and flesh, and a smell of meat and burnt paste passed by, and after that, he could no longer feel the pain...

Kunna Austin and Tennyson were the first to be injured, but they were the last two to die. The entire front hall was destroyed by the shock wave. The two of them looked like a pair of fateful couples. They were directly smashed into two meatloaf, and then dismembered. , Chufei, together with Roger Fletcher, William Clark and others, boarded the "Noble" bus bound for hell.

Quentin Island is only 2,400 square kilometers, which is about 50 kilometers square. Three fusion strike nuclear warheads, each with a yield of 2 million tons, and a total of 6 million tons of nuclear warheads almost wiped out the entire island.

The equivalent of 6 million tons is neither too much nor too little. In Tang Fang's memory, it is equivalent to 30 "little boys", which is less than one-eighth of the "Tsar Bomb".

However, in the game, the nuclear bombs that blow up buildings and heavy armored units such as Thor and Immortal are in reality, but they are powerful and outrageous.

In the atomic bombs in the middle of the 20th century, the utilization rate of the nuclear charge was very low. Like the "Little Boy" and "Fat Man" that exploded in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, the utilization rate of the nuclear charge was less than 20%.

However, today, the utilization rate of nuclear charges has exceeded 98%, not to mention the interstellar race that is more than a hundred years more advanced than human technology.

This is just an ordinary tactical nuclear bomb in the nuclear bomb silo of the Ghost Academy. How powerful would it be if the large fusion nuclear bombs on the battlecruiser were specially configured for orbital scrubbing?

When the huge mushroom cloud covered the entire Quentin Island, a medical transport plane was slowly closing the hatch on the sea 80 kilometers away from the nuclear bomb explosion point.

Tang Fang, Tang Lin, Claire, and others walked to the seats on both sides and sat down. The propellers were ignited, and the medical transport plane quickly flew to the west coast of the Sea of ​​Stinfas.

When 600 neutron bombs exploded in the sky above Wendenbat, he had made up his mind to let those nobles and high-ranking officials also have a taste of this despair.

How people treat me, how I treat people. Since the rulers don't treat civilians as human beings, why should they pity them? life? It's a joke, in the face of the powerful class whose pleasure is to trample on the survival rights and personal dignity of tens of thousands of people, a commoner like him talks about fraternity and kindness.

If you don't move, you don't need to think about what will happen tomorrow. The four names "Tang Fang, Tang Lin, Tang Yun, and Tang Yan" will be branded as "butcher" and "executioner", and will always be reviled by those who don't know the truth, and even the younger generations. (to be continued)