Rebel Demon King

Chapter 1251 Ragnarok of the Gods (29)

2024 12 Month 31 Day.

Beijing time is still ten seconds away from the new year.

The countdown to the New Year's Eve party on TV started without any surprises, and the host in Chinese clothes held a microphone and began to report the counting with a smile on his face.

"10!"

"9!"

"8!"

"7!"

The loud voice of joyful songs and laughter spread from the TV to the brightly lit Bund of Shiliyangchang, to the Hongya Cave with its cornices and corners, to the bright and colorful waist, and to the forests in the north of the Xiangjiang River. The orange-dyed head of the Orange Island has spread to the Potala Palace standing majestically on the snowy peaks of the plateau, and to the Sanya Houhai where the lights, wine, red and green complement each other. Cheerful people everywhere are counting down loudly to the sound of happiness.

When counting to "0", gorgeous fireworks soared across the north and south of this country belonging to the East Eighth District, illuminating the entire ancient and modern country.

For the vast majority of people who don't know about the war in the inner world, this New Year's Day seems to be not much different from previous New Year's Day, noisy and peaceful.The hot pot restaurant with red lanterns was overcrowded even after zero o'clock. People were eating hot pot and saying happy new year while drinking.The neon-lit nightclub is also very lively, with red men and dolls dancing their bodies, raising wine bottles and shouting Happy New Year along with the DJ.Red envelopes are raining like rain in the WeChat group, and someone in the game is typing to say Happy New Year.

Fireworks bloom in the night sky, and the sound of "Happy New Year" resounds through the sky.

In this ancient land, everyone is looking forward to good health and good luck in the new year.

The lights and fireworks illuminated the vast sky at this moment, extending the message of blessing thousands of miles away
at the same time.

NF Sea, Huayang Base.

The rain-like artillery attack suddenly stopped, and the passive close-in artillery array and laser defense weapons died down at the same time, and the island, which had not stopped overnight, returned to calm.As the smoke and dust dissipated, the sky covered by the brilliant flames gradually became clear again, and the stars all over the sky were displayed in front of the tired officers and soldiers of the Huayang base.

The commander of Huayang Base, Song Lanjiang, pressed his helmet, walked out of the bunker that was still covered with dust, and looked up to observe the strange situation. A few wisps of smoke that had not cleared were floating in the sky, setting off the high sky like soft velvet On the curtain, the stars are like diamonds shattered by bombardment.

The sky above the bank is vast and moving, but the position is already too horrible to look at.The trench was a mess, littered with rubble, shrapnel, parts, blood and body parts.The pungent smell of gunpowder smoke, strong sweat and blood mixed into an unpleasant smell.There was no light in the dark, only a sweeping robot that had been blown over and turned over. The chassis emitted a faint blue light, and it was making a warning sound of "di, di, di" like crazy.The wounded who could still grit their teeth just now couldn't help moaning, which made the warning sound even more annoying.

A medical soldier with a cross armband rushed out of the bunker and asked those people if they were injured. Those who were seriously injured were carried away immediately, and those who were slightly injured were treated on the spot.The soldiers who could continue to fight sat tiredly on the concrete steps, drinking water, eating food, and everything was in order amidst the desperation and devastation.The chosen ones who have been assisting in the defense also seized the time to return to the ground to quickly recharge the carrier.

Song Lanjiang raised his foot to kick the sweeping robot away, but finally let his foot hang in the air, then bent down to pick it up, brushed off the dust on the sweeping robot, put it back into the ditch, and the little guy started working again He got up and began to clean up the shell casings and gravel on the ground.He couldn't help laughing when he saw that the iron robot covered in potholes was still working.

As the commander of the chosen one, Jiang Jun, dressed in Qinglong IV warrior armor, flew from the sky to the top of the trench to look for Song Lanjiang. When hovering, the booster under his feet spewed out blazing flames, and the buzzing sound vibrated in the air, and fell to the ground thick A thick layer of shell casings was blown away like confetti. The soldiers in the trench were already familiar with the cyborg who looked like Iron Man, and they didn't even look up.

Song Lanjiang, who was wearing an exoskeleton, heard the sound, raised his head and waved at Jiang Jun, shouting, "I'm here!"

Jiang Jun immediately landed on the edge of the ditch, and then jumped down lightly, crushing a piece of bullet casings. He opened his mask and quickly asked, "Why did the Stargate's attack stop?" The sudden silence made him even more excited. Nervous, "I thought they were going to land."

"I don't know either. I asked Nvwa just now, and Nvwa said that there is no relevant news to upload. I will ask the intelligence department directly." Song Lanjiang took off his blood-stained helmet and put it on the steps, revealing his wet hair and sweaty hair. As the hot evening wind blew past Cen's face, a stream of sweaty steam rose from his body.He took out the combat aid from his pocket, and he didn't know when he was injured. There were dried blood scabs on his wrist, and his hands were still shaking. He looked at the screen indifferently, and saw that the time on it had passed. After hitting the "0" point, he said casually, "Could it be because of celebrating the New Year?"

"Do you think the Stargate people will spend the holidays in our time?" Jiang Jun responded seriously, while looking down at the combat aid in Song Lanjiang's hand.

Song Lanjiang turned on the combat aid with trembling hands, but failed to open the communication app two or three times. He cursed "Zhuo" in a low voice, shook his hand, and then stabilized a little. He opened the communication app, first contacted the intelligence department, and then I contacted the electronic reconnaissance brigade, but I didn't get any detailed information, only the reply that the investigation is still underway, so I said helplessly: "It seems that the air supremacy has been lost. The drones can't monitor the Stargate fleet, and we have to wait."

"I always feel a little weird."

Song Lanjiang said indifferently: "There is no need to think so far. What can they do? It is nothing more than replenishing ammunition or repairing. Stargate has been fighting for [-] to [-] hours. Both the chosen ones and the people have to rest for a while. Let’s take a look? You can think about the good, do as the Romans do, they are living our time now, so they are already on vacation. Even if they plan to come to the waves, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"I'm not afraid, I just think it's not yet noon in New York, they must want to capture Xian'e Island and Huayang before New Year's Day, and then they can take a vacation on New Year's Day. I just asked Xian'e Island, their side The attack also stopped. It stands to reason that John Chris Morgan, the fourth general, and Fred Koch, the tenth general, had shot in the attacks on the previous seven bases. The base did not make a move, why do you think it is?"

Song Lanjiang thought for a while and said, "You mean that a sudden ceasefire is not normal?"

"I think we need to try to figure out what the Stargate fleet is trying to do."

"Now the Ministry of Intelligence has dispatched unmanned reconnaissance planes, and we will know what they are up to in a while."

"They are going to take off from the aircraft carrier, and they are still about a thousand kilometers away from the base. It took more than two hours to fly here, and the day lily was already cold at that time. I think it is necessary for us to send a reconnaissance plane directly from the base to see Look."

"The firepower of the Stargate is too strong. The drones in our base have been destroyed long ago, and we haven't had time to add new ones yet." Song Lanjiang smiled bitterly and said, "Zhuo, it's mainly because the Stargate has pointed fingers at our reconnaissance satellites." Palm, we know that we are SAR radar satellites combined with optical satellites to monitor the sea of ​​NF, and easily create false signals to deceive our satellites, which leads us to need a certain amount of time to identify true and false signals. Otherwise, we would not be so passive , so that drones are completely insufficient.”

"In any case, we must find a way." Jiang Jun asked in a deep voice, "Aren't there still a few electric fighters in the base?"

"Are you crazy? There is no air supremacy at all, and there are not a few fighter jets left. The support from the No. [-] ship has not yet arrived. Isn't sending an electric fighter up to death?"

"I think Stargate has pinpointed this timing. They must be planning something." Jiang Jun stared at Song Lanjiang seriously and said, "Let my people escort you."

"Zhuo!" Song Lanjiang said angrily, "Is this necessary? What kind of conspiracy do they need to play in the star gate? Frontal attack can be done with troops, firepower and the chosen one." Realizing that other people are watching them arguing, he will Swallowing the word "Pingtui", he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Do you know how important a pilot and an electric fighter are to us?" Jiang Jun said with a cold face, "Information is more important."

"Wait a little longer. Wait to see if there is any news from the intelligence department." Song Lanjiang seemed not to want to discuss this topic with Jiang Jun, so he took out a pack of crumpled yellow hibiscus from his bag, and smoked a cigarette holder Come out and pass it in front of Jiang Jun, "Would you like one?"

Jiang Jun shook his head, "I can't wait."

"Wait another 10 minutes, wait another 10 minutes, maybe there will be news from the intelligence department."

"I can't wait even a minute."

Song Lanjiang ignored Jiang Jun, turned his head to avoid the wind direction, and prepared to light a cigarette.

Jiang Jun squeezed his hand immediately, "I really can't wait."

Song Lanjiang put down the lighter helplessly, cursed with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, "Zhuo! I'm afraid of you." He put the lighter back in his pocket, took out the combat aid again, "I'm calling you People, get ready! If the pilot who killed me is dead, and the information used by Mao has not detected it, you can just figure it out!"

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After arranging for the electronic fighter to take off and cooperate with the satellite to detect the movement of the Stargate fleet, the sea surface and the base remained silent. It seemed that the Stargate fleet had all disappeared, and the overwhelming attack just now was nothing more than an illusion.

Song Lanjiang shouted loudly: "It's New Year's Day! It's the new year! Get a cigarette!" He took out the cigarettes and threw them over one by one.

There were echoes in the trench, and a group of soldiers all stood up, took off their helmets, took cigarettes and smoked, and the trench was filled with smoke for a while, and the blessings of "Happy New Year" were heard in the trench with lights on One after another.

"Hurry up! Take a few puffs and have a good time. Don't let the gang of Xingmen in the Star Gate be caught off guard." Song Lanjiang shouted again.

Jiang Jun's stern face relaxed for a while, and asked softly, "From southern Hunan?"

Song Lanjiang nodded, "From Xiangdong County in southern Hunan. My hometown is not far from Nanyue. At that time, I had been transferred away from the front line for several months. I was working as a training officer at XXXX University in Star City. When I knew that something might happen in the sea of ​​NF, I wrote the application overnight. Book, request to be transferred back to the front line."

"Do you regret it now?"

Song Lanjiang glanced at Jiang Jun, pointed to his epaulettes and said, "How can you regret it? This is our glory." He sat down on the concrete steps, smoked the cigarette in his hand quickly, and moved A sense of urgency, "It's not that I don't regret it at all, but I still have some regrets! I should have gone to Disneyland with my wife and children at this time. My daughter got a good grade in the midterm exam and promised her to take her to Disneyland on New Year's Day." Look at Linna Belle. Fuck! How are you going to go after this? I can’t say nothing, and I feel uncomfortable when I go.”

Jiang Jun was silent for a while, and said bluntly: "There is no need to think so far."

Song Lanjiang forced a smile, and after a long silence, he said in a low voice, "Yes! There's no need to think so far." He took a puff on his cigarette, blew a smoke ring, and changed the subject, "All of you Chosen Ones are High-achieving students, is it meaningful to talk about reading grades? I have been at home for the past two months, watching my daughter go out early and return late every day, and I am more tired than me as a soldier. Sometimes! I think there is no need for children to study so hard. You can see The child who went to other people's family is harder than my daughter, and she is practicing piano, learning foreign languages, and participating in the Olympiad. I also feel that if she doesn't work hard now, she won't even be able to find a better job in the future. What should I do? It’s okay if I’m here, no matter what I do, I have to take care of my daughter, and I’m afraid that if I’m not here.”

Speaking of this, Song Lanjiang stopped involuntarily, as if he had thought of something and stopped talking, and just smoked.

Jiang Jun hesitated for a while and said: "I don't know if good grades are meaningful. I only know that we choose to fight against Stargate, so that our descendants can have a good future if they don't study hard."

Song Lanjiang came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "I'm excited to say that! I must beat the bastard from Star Gate to kneel down and sing "Conquer"!"

"Difficult." Jiang Jun said, "Don't be so ambitious, it would be nice to be able to defend the Huayang base."

Song Lanjiang shook his head and said, "You are boring."

At this time, Song Lanjiang's combat aid vibrated. His helmet had been taken off, and he could not use the earphones, so he turned on the combat aid. He stared at the screen for a long time with dull eyes.

Jiang Jun noticed Song Lanjiang's emotional changes, it was a kind of numb sadness, he asked: "What's wrong?"

Only then did Song Lanjiang raise his head to Jiang Jun, and said blankly: "There is news from the investigation department. We sacrificed three pilots and saw that the Stargate Seventh Fleet is retreating."

Jiang Jun was silent for a while before saying: "Retreat? Why is Stargate retreating at this time?"

"Information says." Song Lanjiang glanced at the combat aids and said, "They are in rotation, and the Seventh Fleet will be replaced by the Third Fleet and the Sixth Fleet, led by the Seventh General Charles Ford."

"How did you find out so clearly?"

"A lot of Stargate's social media have already announced that the Stargate Fleet will win the tsunami operation under the leadership of the seventh general Charles Ford, and they also said that they will choose the opportunity to broadcast live." Confident expression, "Is the Intelligence Department crazy or, is the Stargate crazy? How can the news be regarded as intelligence? How can such an important plan be leaked?"

Jiang Jun was also a little dazed. He quickly asked Nvwa, and when he got the affirmative answer of "the news is conclusive", he fell into thinking. The time point is most likely to be at noon in New York time, which is convenient to detonate the stock market. They feel that they have a chance to win." He turned his head to look at the south and whispered, "For them, this time is a publicity for the whole world , Tell others what is the end of resisting the Stargate, and those of us are the evil villains who are destined to be wiped out by the Stargate heroes. It has been staged countless times in movies. The Stargate has gone through arduous struggles. Under his leadership, he completed a magnificent counterattack and sent the enemy of mankind to the guillotine. This time, a real person appeared on the scene, and it must have caused a global sensation."

Song Lanjiang smiled "hehe" and continued: "Yes! The hero has to experience an unforgettable love before he joins the battle, which contrasts the evil and cruelty of the villain. The most powerful star gate in our world is forced by you villains. Yes! You see, you don’t do good things, but you never do bad things! As for what bad things you did, it’s not that you have washing powder, I’ll check the washing powder. It’s that you have internal conflicts, and I’ll help you mediate them. As for what to take Come to check and mediate, of course it is the plane and the artillery. If you are all killed, whether there is washing powder, whether there is a conflict, it is not so important." He took a deep breath of cigarettes, and said as if he was desperate: "As a big villain, I must let these bastards know what real cruelty is!"

"Don't talk big, just tell me how long do you think we can hold?"

"I know what you're thinking, and I think so too." Song Lanjiang threw down a small piece of unsmoked cigarette, stepped on it twice, and the extinguished cigarette butt was immediately swept away by the sweeping robot, "Since The foreign devils are so arrogant, I think we have to take the initiative. The Third Fleet and the Sixth Fleet have not fought against us. Maybe we can plan an ambush and cooperate with the First Fleet to put them on the island first. Surrounded on three sides, hit them with a change of rhythm and be caught off guard.”

(End of this chapter)