Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 62 There is always a kind of life in the world

"Death of the Swan" is a national destruction procedure. In the case of state secrets being leaked, the Su 27 Squadron has the right to shoot any survivors and detonate a vacuum bomb. Not even a strand of hair can flow out of Black Swan Harbor.

Even if they are burned into coke, the people here must be buried in the frozen soil and cannot fall into the hands of foreigners.

After the fire is over, someone will take the list and identify the black corpses one by one.

Honeycomb rockets poured into the fire, a series of explosions occurred, crumbling buildings collapsed, the red feathers of swans fell to the ground, turned into ugly bald chickens, and Port of Nowhere became a burning ruin.

"The hummingbird is calling, the mission is completed." The pilot of the wingman on the left said.

"Do you want to detonate the vacuum bomb?" Swift asked.

"Let's wait and see if there are any other survivors. If there are no survivors, then we don't need to detonate the ruins and report to Moscow." The squadron leader said.

He glanced at the clock on the dashboard, 22:29, and then moved the joystick to send the previously detected survivor's position to the rest of the fighters.

Next, the Su 27 Squadron will conduct a carpet search around Black Swan Harbor, killing all the people or animals suspected of being survivors of Black Swan Harbor, and will not let a single one go.

But suddenly, a dazzling red light swept across the cockpit!
"White stork, white stork! I'm going to call the police!" Swift said.

"White stork, white stork! I also have an alarm for unknown reasons!"

"Evacuate! Evacuate!" The squadron leader's pupils dilated, and his breathing under the oxygen mask suddenly stopped. He shouted on the voice channel, "That's the signal for the vacuum bomb to ignite! Repeat! The vacuum bomb has already ignited!"

Everyone yanked the joystick, trying to escape from this dust-free land, and the pilots' heads went blank. They clearly didn't detonate the bomb, but the bomb ignited itself.

The Su-27 climbed obliquely and vertically with difficult movements, and evacuated at full speed. Countless flight experiences and exercises forged their steel-like psychological qualities.

Their hands held the joystick firmly, but the bomb began to play the ending movement.

48 vacuum bombs emerged from the ground. First, small explosions scattered the powder of the powerful explosive into the air. After tens of seconds, the powder and flames were evenly mixed.

The flame burns the explosives and emits tiny crackling electric arcs, which are the fuses of the super bomb. The electric arcs converge into high-temperature bright light, and the white light is as dazzling as the creation of the world!
48 pillars of air rise like a tornado, and the flames are pulled into the wind by the huge suction force. They merge into a bundle to form a super fire tornado with a diameter of 100 meters. After rising to a high place, the fire tornado suddenly expands into a huge flower mushroom cloud.

The world is quiet, red fluorescent fragments are flying, mixed with pure white snow, melting into a piece of golden rain.

The shock wave spread from the center, and the wings of the wingman Hummingbird were swept by a column of air, and the wings were broken. Before he even had time to send out a distress signal, he was swallowed by the rapidly expanding mushroom cloud.

Of the 24 fighters, only two survived.

The night sky was shining brightly. Egret and Swift struggled to escape from the scythe of death. They called other members of the squadron, but there was no response.

"Perform the last mission, Swift." Bailu said, "Kill that deserter, and then return."

"Yes, captain." Swift responded coldly.

Executing orders and completing tasks, this is their value.

The chain reaction of vacuum bombs overwhelmed the loud noise of engineering mines.

The tens of meters thick permafrost beneath the Black Swan Harbor was blasted and peeled off, exposing the ice surface like a crystal stage.

The red light converges on the stage, and the underground ice is so clear that the eyes can penetrate to the bottom of the ice.

That will give people the illusion of standing in the sky. If you stand here, you will see the huge monster like an ancient god in the ice.

It was a bluish-blue skeleton, and it was difficult to describe its magnificence, quaintness, and majesty even with all the adjectives, and it could only use one word, "dragon".

In ancient history, human beings were just their servants, and at that time, they were called gods.

"God!" If someone saw this picture, they would definitely sigh like this.

It is just a skeleton, but it makes people feel that it will open its golden vertical pupils at any time and break free from the eternal ice.

Lu Mingfei stared blankly at the rise of the mushroom cloud, and the brilliant pillar of fire pierced the sky. If they slowed down a step, they would be swallowed by the shock wave and wiped out in an instant.

It is impossible for human beings to exist in such a terrifying explosion.

Is this what escape games really are?

He only had 3 hours, escaped from the restraint room, looted supplies, took the lieutenant, it took 20 minutes, 40 hours walking in the snow, thanks to the dogs, they escaped the remaining [-] minutes day of birth.

This game is very difficult. Once you delay the time and don't have the idea of ​​leaving firmly at the first time, you will usher in destruction in hell.

There is no talk of injury at all, either pass the level uninjured, or die in the fire and wait for the snow to bury you.

The lieutenant sat slumped on the sleigh, looking at the port as if he was exhausted. It turned out that they had insured everything from the very beginning.

Renata gently stretched out her hands, as if embracing something, she looked at the sky, her eyes sparkling with expectation.

The tin box was opened, and withered flower branches fell into her palm.

"There is always a kind of life in the world, and every time they die, they want to return." She said softly.

What she held in her hand was a withered Arctic poppy. She couldn't bear to pull out the withered flower. It was like breaking a life, but someone told her later that Papaver radicatum (Arctic poppy) will not die, it will In bloom, the white petals will sway vividly, even in the arctic where no one appreciates them.

There was the sound of fighter jets gliding, the engines wailing.

"Call the egret! Swift found the target! There are three people in total, and one... a little girl." Su-27 fighter jets hovered in the sky, only at a height of 400 meters.

"Aim for the target, I don't want to go to court-martial." The squadron leader said.

"Yes, Captain." Swift replied.

On the slippery ice, the sled car was like a piercing needle.

Renata didn't have time to find a place to hide, so she told her friends to run in a straight line and leave the dangerous restricted area as quickly as possible.

But she anticipated the arrival of the fighter jets, and this time, the bullets from the anti-aircraft machine guns would no longer jam!
"Frozen hands!" Lu Mingfei shouted.

The lieutenant immediately sat on the seat of Deshka 1938, with his hand firmly attached to the trigger.

Renata hid behind the lieutenant. Lu Mingfei pulled out the wedge ball long before the gun was aimed. He stood at the front, the bravest general. A companion who escaped from hell.

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　　I had a lot of fun with my friends yesterday, and my throat was a little uncomfortable when I shouted. I went to see a doctor, and the next chapter will be more later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)