Chapter 82 Doomsday (1)

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"Long, long..." The ancient Nami star is like an epic beast that has been silent for many years and is slowly awakening, gently stretching its bloated and clumsy body, bringing a kind of like coming to the human beings like fleas on the body surface. Doomsday panic.

Marshall, who was sitting in the armored car, was pale, and there were three of his comrades on the opposite side. None of the four said a word. Except for the tires rolling over the rough road, the bumpy equipment lines were shaking, and the entire cabin was dead silent.

Although they couldn't see their faces because of the helmets, Marshall knew that the expressions of the three must be the same as his, and his heart was full of "heart lingering fears".

In the middle of the battle, the 3789th Division retreated to the rear for unknown reasons. When the front-line commander was hesitating whether to take advantage of the victory or not, the "Silver Wings" command sent an order to "retreat immediately".

Although such a retreat order made those middle-level officers who were ready to strike while the iron was hot and smashed Huanglong to gain some merit, they were greatly annoyed, but it was great news for low-level officers like Marshall and ordinary soldiers.

Finally able to take a breath and rest for a while. In this war, it doesn't matter who wins or loses, the important thing is to save lives, keep the green hills, and not be afraid of running out of firewood.

Compared to them, Marshall had another idea in his heart, and finally he didn't have to face that mysterious army. Earlier, he abandoned the formation and fled, and the commander of the reserve battalion, Walter Scott, was very surprised that he did not hold the guilt of their low-level officers, but he did not know whether it was his conscience or the order from the top.

The convoy has moved forward for more than 240 kilometers, and in about a few hours, it will be able to return to the area occupied by the Sulu Empire Army. According to the news from the headquarters, the Kitty Eagle Wing has dispatched some frigates to respond, and there will be no new dangers.

In the end, the Sulu Imperial Army won this battle. After going back, you will have to open a bottle of wine to celebrate. Perhaps, after this battle, your rank can go up one or two levels and get a company commander.

Just when he was thinking about something wrong, suddenly, the body shook violently. If there were no seat belts fastened, the four people in the cabin would have rolled to the ground.

With the mountain suspension system attached to the armored vehicle, ordinary obstacles such as bumps and trenches cannot cause such an impact at all. Obviously, it's not the car shaking, but... it's the ground shaking.

"Earthquake or volcanic eruption?" Marshall immediately denied the conjecture in his heart. At Nami's age, the geocentric activity has long been depleted and weakened, and it is difficult to cause such a powerful geological disaster.

"What the hell does this happen?"

At this moment, another wave of shaking came, and the porcupine multi-purpose armored personnel carrier braked suddenly and stopped. Marshall unbuckled his seatbelt, clutched the escalator, walked carefully to the rear, opened the door, and leaned out.

The moment he put his head out of the car, the scene in his field of vision made him shudder, and the hairs on his whole body stood up.

The hard granite floor is like pieces of broken glass, with scattered cracks and interwoven textures. Large strands of fine sand sank down along the cracks between the plates, and every vibration of the ground left new cracks in the ground, and countless gravel swayed from side to side, some of which were even more "gululu...gululu" Roll toward the depression.

In the distance, the Gobi deserts collapsed without warning, raising up one puddle after another of flying sand.

As the shaking intensified, the cracking speed of the earth plate also increased, and more and more armored vehicles stopped,

Immediately afterwards, the rear door or the tank hatch opened, revealing panicked faces.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" The comrades shouted loudly from the communicator.

One soldier after another jumped off the armored vehicle, and the body of a jackal tank in the rear slanted and fell to one side.

It was a one-meter-wide crack, rapidly approaching the team.

"Get out of the car, hurry up, get out of the car." Shouting in panic one after another. Some lucky people saw the opportunity early, and at least saved a little life, and some unlucky ones didn't have time to jump out of the car, so they even took their vehicles and fell into the widening ground gap, leaving only in the communicator. The next long series of screams.

"Everyone, get off, get off, and find a safe place to hide." The loud roar of Lieutenant Colonel Wesley Daller, Brigade Commander of the Second Infantry Brigade, came from the communicator.

In the face of natural disasters, human power is so weak, so weak that it can only survive.

"Shuttle, where's the shuttle? Put down the ladder, hurry, hurry, take the wounded away first." After giving the order to the aviation support battalion, Wesley was about to contact the headquarters in the southern hemisphere to ask for support, when suddenly, the security guard beside him Without further ado, he wrapped his arms around his waist, dragged him a few steps forward, and threw it out the back door of the command car.

In the process of rolling in the air, he saw a ground seam more than three meters wide approaching rapidly, and the nearby ground seemed to be torn from the ground by a pair of hands, and quickly retreated towards both sides.

A surge of momentum came from the back, and Wesley landed safely on the ground, but the Porcupine III command vehicle slanted outwards and fell into the wider and wider ground gap.

"Lieutenant Colonel, take care." The guard Bruno's choked voice came from the communicator.

Looking at the four weekend-like scenes, and then at the soldiers who were scurrying around like ants in the rain, Wesley suppressed the grief in his heart, and shouted on the public channel with a loud voice: "Liaison officer, the base's contact has not yet been made. come?"

"Report...report to the brigade commander, no...haven't responded."

Could this inexplicable earthquake even affect the southern hemisphere? how can that be!

Reality didn't give him much room to think about. One after another armored vehicles fell into the cracks that spread like a cobweb like dumplings. The violent shock came from his feet, making him dizzy, like falling into a cloud.

"Liaison officer, are you still alive?"

"I... I'm still here."

"Then quickly contact the Kitty Eagles and let them come quickly. Slow down, we all have to go to hell!"

"..."

Wesley guessed right, the rear base of "Wind of Silver Wings" is also experiencing indescribable ordeals. The collapsed ground has opened up terrifying cracks on the apron. The plate tilted, and a row of combat drones fell into the endless abyss on a slide. The smoke of gunpowder was billowing, and the blazing fire of the ammunition depot overshadowed the eastern dawn.

The headquarters building had long since changed beyond recognition. The tower-shaped building in the center seemed to have been shoved by someone and collapsed into ruins. The sparks of electronic equipment, the embers of combustibles, the billowing smoke and dust floating in the air, and of course the crowds escaping on the ground, as well as the hoarse roars in the communicator, constitute a vivid, but extremely cruel documentary of natural disasters.

Wilder Lester tightly hugged the dangling ladder on the shuttle, his body shaking slightly. The catastrophe came without warning, there was no earthquake warning, no radiation fluctuations, everything came so suddenly, and suddenly only a few people escaped from the entire command unit.

The purser who liked the weird taste of caviar cheese bread is dead. The female clerk who had just fallen in love and was smiling happily all day long died. All day long, he sighed, the old intelligence officer who hated marrying and married is dead, the chief of staff is dead, and the deputy division commander is also dead.

How did the earthquake happen? do not know. Is it caused by human activity? do not know either. Where is the epicenter? Also don't know.

In the face of this sudden change, human beings are like a group of blind men who are headless, all they can do, and the only thing they can do, is to run for their lives!

The shuttle slowly lifted off and flew towards the equator, where there was the Eagle Wing of the Saint Violet Fleet. Perhaps, with their help, it was possible to re-establish contact with the various ministries of the Army.