Chapter 1208 The Old Man Sends the Young Man Away

In the end, Nellie still couldn't get anything about the Möbius strip from the director.

However, the director gave another solution.

When the human technology level improves, he can provide Nellie with a weapon plan unconditionally.

In this way, even if the human plan fails, Nellie will try her best to save some humans.

The warden had no objection to the director's decision.

After all, it was just a free one.

This kind of thing, once there is one, there will be two.

After sending Nellie away, the warden and the director took a special plane to a military base.

Calculating the time, there are less than two days left before the plan is implemented.

Now, the team carrying out the mission is doing the final preparations.

Almost all the senior leaders of mankind are here.

Even some generals of the military have gathered at this military base.

The commander of the Ninth Army, Zhang Weidong, is also included.

There are more than 10,000 people carrying out this task.

After a week of transformation, the life of these more than 10,000 people is only two days left.

Ivan had carved an alchemy array in the flesh and blood of each of them.

In addition, their genes had been developed to the limit by Xiuens.

Even if they did not sacrifice themselves during the mission, they would die due to gene collapse.

Such a huge price was exchanged for all the gods.

They skipped the ceremony of becoming gods and were promoted to gods.

This was just so that they could have enough time to deploy nuclear warheads in a high temperature environment.

To everyone's surprise, the warden did not follow the usual practice of holding a morale-boosting ceremony this time.

Because everyone knew.

If the plan failed, human civilization might have no future.

In addition, they had no way out.

At this time, Zhang Weidong was hiding in a corner of a building, smoking one cigarette after another.

So were Lu Xiao and the driver.

The three of them squatted in the corner, looking at the more than 10,000 people gathered on the playground, silent.

Not long after, Anti found this place.

He glanced at the three people, then stretched out his hand to Zhang Weidong and said, "Give me one too."

Zhang Weidong didn't say anything, but silently handed over the wrinkled cigarette box in his hand.

Lu Xiao looked at An Ti silently.

In his impression, An Ti had never smoked.

An Ti took out a cigarette, but did not use a lighter.

He stretched out a finger, and the flame flickered between his fingers.

After using this flame to light the cigarette, An Ti took a deep breath.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Lu Xiao and said, "Although there is no need to hold a swearing-in ceremony, I still hope that you can personally practice it for them later."

Lu Xiao nodded gently.

He naturally knew what An Ti meant.

At the same time, at the gate of the base, dozens of military trucks were queuing up for inspection.

The trucks were loaded with a full truck of expensive liquor and various expensive cigarettes.

After a strict inspection, the truck slowly drove into the military base.

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In the square.

At this time, round dining tables had been set up.

There were all kinds of delicacies on the table.

The soldiers sat around the table, toasting each other.

Lu Xiao, the warden, Anti, the director and other senior officials were toasting the soldiers one by one.

Every time Lu Xiao arrived at a table, he would give everyone a pack of cigarettes and toast them with a full glass of wine.

Someone asked Lu Xiao if the plan would succeed.

Lu Xiao smiled silly and answered: It will definitely succeed.

More than 10,000 people, more than 10,000 glasses of liquor.

Even if Lu Xiao was already a god, it would be a bit too much for him to consume so much alcohol.

More than 10,000 soldiers were full of expectations for the future of civilization.

Seeing this scene, even Lu Xiao felt uncomfortable.

When the toast was halfway through, Lu Xiao was already drinking it with gritted teeth.

He vomited after drinking, and drank again after vomiting.

Not for anything else, just to send blessings to every battle.

Using the power of authority at such a high frequency, if it were other gods, they would have been unable to suppress the madness in their hearts.

Seeing this scene.

The generals in the military department all wiped their tears secretly.

Zhang Weidong sat at a dining table in the corner.

The tableware in front of him had not been moved.

The delicious food on the table still maintained the appearance before it was served.

He did not say a word throughout the whole process, but just smoked blindly.

His feet were full of cigarette butts.

After smoking for a while, Zhang Weidong found that he could no longer spit out any smoke from his mouth.

At this time, the muscles on his face were numb, and his whole face seemed to be non-existent.

The intake of a large amount of nicotine still could not suppress the sadness in his heart.

As a commander of an army, Zhang Weidong had seen soldiers sacrificed.

All the sacrifices in the past were for the final victory.

And this time, more than 10,000 elite soldiers were just to gamble on the 7% success rate.

Hope is so slim.

But even so, they have to pay with their lives for it.

Compared to the enthusiastic atmosphere of the soldiers.

The atmosphere at the dinner table of these military leaders was extremely depressing.

Because the protagonists today were the more than 10,000 soldiers who only had two days left to live.

These generals were just a foil.

Finally, an old commander couldn't help it.

In the long silence, his emotions finally collapsed.

Turbid tears flowed from his eyes.

He hurriedly lay on the table, his eyes pressed tightly against the back of his hands.

Even if he cried, he didn't cry any sound.

Because he didn't want his negative emotions to affect the protagonists present.

The old commander sat next to Zhang Weidong.

The two were non-commissioned officers of the same period.

They all relied on their own abilities to climb to their current positions step by step.

The age of the two is close to sixty.

Even though the life level of the two has been improved, they are still full of gray hair.

In contrast, the more than 10,000 protagonists.

They are in their prime, with black hair and beards.

The scene is like a white-haired person sending off a black-haired person.

Zhang Weidong threw the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, which was soaked with tears, on the ground, and then raised his hand and patted the old commander on the back gently.

At the dinner table, the other generals were also feeling bad.

Someone tried to break the dull and depressing atmosphere with a joke:

"Old Li, I remember your son also died on the battlefield, right?

You said you, you have been through it, how can you not control yourself..."

He was only halfway through his words when tears burst out: "Emotions..."

He obviously just wanted to tease Old Li to break the extremely depressing atmosphere.

But his voice was trembling.

His words were full of bitterness.