Chapter 318: Return the body by the other way (middle)

Huh... The wind is like a roar, and the surging gray-white air current is like a high-tide ocean wave. It climbs up the coast and spreads across the beach. It uproots the precious cedar plants, evaporates the water from the stems and leaves, and burns them into masses of ashes in the blink of an eye.
There are also those large and small stones, like shells fired by cannons, that will pierce the exquisite villas, towers, and artistic sculptures near the military base.
"Nuclear...Nuclear bomb?" All those present were dumbfounded. Until the earthquake ceased, the gust of wind swept over, blowing the skirts of the women, flying off the spotless tablecloths, and spilling drinks, drinks, fruit plates, and so on. These flirting ladies who were still looking for fun and flirting before. Masters, at this moment, their complexions changed drastically, like wild dogs rushing towards the refuge of Sulawia Palace.
No one knows what happened, no one knows why, why this so-called jewel of the Stingfas Sea, Quentin Island, a noble leisure resort, has encountered a nuclear bomb crisis.
Where is the island guard? Where is the interceptor missile? Where is the early warning aircraft? Why did the nuclear warhead that should have fallen on Wendenbat appeared here?
Puff! The sound of wine glasses falling on the carpet sounded.
Tennyson covered his eyes and squatted down. The strong light radiation stabbed his eyes, and the intense pain made him scream. Kunna Austin is not much better than him. The woman who regrets that there is no fireworks to cheer her, she has received a great gift at this moment, a great gift big enough to make her go to and remember her.
The original babble, but the magnetic female voice is now as sharp as a night owl. She was rolling on the ground blindfolded, that made countless officials want to make a fuss, wishing to ride her under her body and sprint thousands of times and twist her delicate body back and forth, and the black evening dress was stained with big wine stains.
Another smoke dragon fell from the sky, boom! The flames skyrocketed. Mushroom clouds surging up, a strong sonic boom shattered the glass windows, and sharp fragments shot out like raindrops. Hit Waters, Hausman and others.
The green military uniform was immediately stained red with blood, and the million-dollar expensive suit was like a disinfectant towel used to wipe hands in an operating room. The wind party that was celebrating with a toast just now. Now it is a practice feast, as for the destination of this trip, hell!
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" Camaro hugged the corner of the table, shouting hurriedly.
Viscount Roger, one of Rector’s number one, crawled out from under the long dining table, embarrassed like a dog: "Camaro, Camaro? What the is going on? Where did the nuclear bomb come from? Where did it come from? Nuclear bomb?"
"Don't worry about where it came from, go quickly and go to the refuge." Melville pulled Roger Feilette up. Carrying him on his back, he turned and ran towards the back door connecting corridor.
He has no time to worry about the safety of Tennyson, Kunna, Hausman and others. The place where the first nuclear bomb exploded was still 50 kilometers away, and the second nuclear bomb was about 35 kilometers away. No matter who planned the attack, Sulawia Palace will definitely not let it go. If you don't leave, everyone will die here.
Roger Felit is different from Aldridge. Although the two are both governors, the latter is from a military family, and he is a standard politician. He can slap Fang Qiu in the palace. The business of books can make waves in the political arena. but. On the battlefield, in the face of continuous artillery fire and tumbling flames, this elegant noble with a perverted complex of Oedipus can only shiver and turn pale with fright.
Aldridge can die fearlessly. It was trained on the battlefield. Roger came from a political family. In his eyes, fighting is a rough job. Destined to miss him.
He couldn't think of it, as elegant and noble as him. In the face of disasters, they will go to the table like a dog. It would be too scared to stand up, so Melville could only retreat behind his back.
Who did it! Who did it! Those rebels? How could it be possible that it is absolutely impossible to survive the repeated blows of the plasma cannon and 600 neutron bombs. Could it be Lord Lancelot? Is he going to let people like himself die? In order to act more realistically, in order to win the trust of the people?
Even if the sharp blade hangs above his head and life and death linger, the noble Viscount Roger is still thinking about conspiracy and politics.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! The same dross of glass pierced into a hedgehog.
Kunna Austin is not much better. The broken glass piece stretched her skin, cushioned her nose, repaired her chin, and used countless nutrient solutions, which is comparable to the firmness of a 25-year-old girl. The pretty face is bloody. I don't know if she is standing in front of the officials at this time, they will not be full of lust.
"Roger, Roger, save me..." The sharp object tore through her evening dress, and a dagger-sized glass shard was embedded into her right chest. The blood stained her body like a wild spring. Crimson, almost blood.
The Minister of Health Hausman clutched his left arm and ran towards the back door madly. Waters and the Minister of the Propaganda Department followed him behind him, embarrassed like a bereavement dog.
When have these pampered nobles and high-ranking officials experienced such suffering, William, who always only took the manuscript and chanted impassionedly on the TV station, was scared to pee. The wet marks and blood stains on his slim and thin milky white trousers Flowing vertically and horizontally, this iconic trousers that made countless aspiring and dissatisfied ladies yy became a dirty rag.
In the aristocratic circle, it is common for men to ask for flowers and ask Liu, and those who are neglected by their husbands, who are all in the family, how can they willingly live in the cold palace. Ever since, the husband picks flowers and the wife cheats. This kind of thing is as natural as eating and drinking.
And handsome and handsome like William Clark, not only has a delicate face that is not inferior to Park Min Ho, but also has a thing that makes all the ladies dream of.
Coupled with the title of Minister of Propaganda Department of Rector, super high exposure rate. William Clarke deservedly became the dream lover of married women in the aristocracy.
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 tasteful and very loving.
He was not like Hausman's petty and stingy miser. The wind left marks. Goose plucked their hair, even prostitutes, and the women passed by. I also wish I couldn't take a bit of a show. I've had a nose addiction.
"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..." William Clark ran all the way, mumbling all the way.
When the three of them walked through the back door and entered the air corridor connecting the main hall of Sulawia Palace, Waters in the front suddenly stopped.
The blood-stained William was shocked. He looked up, and saw a light from small to large in the sky from clear to dark, and the gray smoke lingering around 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 Hausman are almost exactly the same. The ground shaking has not stopped, and the wind and the sand and rubble envelop the entire Sulawian palace group. 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 out of thin air and appeared in the night sky without a trace like the last judgment executed by the gods. There is no way to avoid anything at such a close distance.
boom!
The nuclear bomb landed. The fireball with a diameter of 2 kilometers engulfed most of the Sulawia Palace in an instant, and the high temperature of thousands of degrees Celsius quickly spread out, and the metal around the fireball directly melted into red iron juice. Then it was picked up by the shock wave and swept around like a storm.
The ground poured by reinforced concrete was stubbornly twisted by the shock of the explosion. The detonation wave crushed them into pieces and rolled them for nine days. The buildings around the fireball were lifted off the roof in the blink of an eye, and the wall was lifted by the shock wave of billowing dust. Torn to pieces.
The main palace of Sulawia and its surrounding annexed halls, villas, flower gardens, and gardens are composed of buildings that 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 to rest and work, in addition to the reinforced concrete, the main hall was covered with a layer of titanium armor. The same bad luck could not escape and was bombed into a pile of debris. Driven by the shock wave, it flies all over the sky.
The huge mushroom cloud resembles a blooming Reaper bouquet. The glow of the setting sun completely illuminated the entire night, the stars had long since disappeared, and the dust cloud scattered the light from the fireball, staining the sky blood red.
The dignitaries downstairs running to the refuge are like a group of poor firefighting moths.
The mayor of Wendenbat, the chief prosecutor of Orovia, the attorney general of Recto... these hapless ghosts bear the brunt of the shock. They are picked up by the shock wave at a speed comparable to that of the building debris from a bullet. They were beaten into hornet's nests, then swept away by wind and waves, and then in a few breaths, they were patched by the late heat radiation, burned into dry scorched corpses, and finally shocked by high pressure into bone meal and dust. Together, all over the sky.
Most people were blinded by the intense light radiation, lying on the ground wailing endlessly, and then swallowed by the heat like those pioneers.
A few guys escaped by fluke for various reasons. Some of them were frightened and stupefied, all excrement and urine came out, their noses and tears flowed, and they slumped stupidly on the ground waiting to die.
Some of them turned their heads and ran away. Among them, there are many female streamers. In the past, the noble ladies whose eyes were higher than the top and even looked down on the common people disdain, but now they have no image and don't care about the distressed dress, even with bare feet and back, naked. Wearing only a pair of briefs, there is no shame, desperately like to run out.
In the shadow of death, dignity is worse than bullshit! Only at this time will they realize that the so-called nobles, the so-called high-ranking officials, are no different from those of the common people, they are like a nose and two eyes.
Realize how? Regret at this time, it is obviously too late!
A thin, thin metal piece more than 5 meters wide was cut diagonally across. The delicate bodies of the two ladies were divided into two, and the waist was cut into two. The internal organs and blood were everywhere, only the upper body was left. They wailed sadly on the ground, accusing the world of injustice.
There was also a young and beautiful noble lady, after cutting the two noble ladies in the waist with a metal piece of blood, the remaining power was not diminished, and the higher side directly crossed her neck.
A lightly-painted head sprang out, then was blown away by air waves, leaving a pool of bright red blood on the ground.
The shock wave blew the human body away, and the screams were drowned out by the wind...
Melville was carrying Roger Felit on his back. The two started early. They thought they could hide in the refuge as soon as possible, but they didn't think that the of death waiting in front of them was rushing.
William Clark watched as the main hall of Sulawia Palace was engulfed by the billowing wind. Tear, throw the rubble into the sky. As for the connecting corridor, it is like a fire dragon with a big mouth open in front. Was swallowed piece by piece.
Colonel Melville and Governor Roger died just like that, engulfed by the scorching air. It's so easy. Coming all day long, like a mountain, it was so weak in the face of disaster, it was completely wiped out without a chance to struggle, and turned into a mass of fly ash.
William Clark is definitely a cultural man, even in the face of death, he never forgets to sigh with emotion.
Hausmann was different, he ran back frantically. He didn't give up even knowing that the long legs of the two legs could not run through the flames of death behind him.
What supports his spirit of not giving up is not courage, nor the principle of life, but money. Those who have been embezzled and bribed for half a lifetime have accumulated money that ordinary civilian families can spend more than 1,000 years in.
Working in the health system has always been rich in oil and water, Hausmann never thought that he was wrong in collecting money, in his opinion. People like William Clark and Quinna Austin are all fools. They have no real status or power. As a forward-looking. A person with a sense of crisis, he believes that what aristocrats do will one day die with the collapse of the empire. Only money is the most tangible and precious.
Even if the Stewart family falls and Monya destroys the country, he has a lot of money. Or children and grandchildren will live the same way. Just like Charles Federation. What freedom, what democracy. These are shit. Which one can become president is not behind the famous political circles? The election of the House of Commons, the promulgation and implementation of the People's Livelihood Act... political events like this are all fueled by big capitalists.
Therefore, there is no eternity in this world, no immortality. Only money, money is omnipotent, money can make ghosts grind, as long as human civilization survives, money is the general trend, and economy is the eternal theme. Unless you can go back to the age of tens of thousands of years ago, back to the era of rumoring and drinking blood, is this possible?
Truth is always in the hands of a few people, and Hausmann has always considered himself a "minority."
After all, he still didn't outperform Death. At the moment when the screams of William, Clark, and Waters came, Hausman suddenly felt lighter, and then a feeling of heat rushed toward his face. The high temperature ignited the expensive suit, the hair, the burning sensation started from the face and the neck, and spread rapidly to the whole body.
Pain, unbearable pain, Hausmann felt like there were countless hands tearing his body.
The flames burned the skin and flesh, and a scent of fleshy smell and burnt passed, and then he could no longer feel the pain...
Kunna Austin and Tennyson were the first to be injured, but the two people who died last. The entire front hall was destroyed by the shock wave. They were like a pair of fateful mandarin ducks. They were directly smashed into two meatloaf and then dismembered. , Chuifei, along with Roger Feilit, William Clark and others, boarded the "Noble" shuttle bus bound for hell.
Quentin Island is only 2,400 square kilometers, about 50 kilometers square. Three fusion strike nuclear warheads, each with an equivalent of 2 million tons, a total of 6 million tons of nuclear warheads, almost wiped out the entire island.
The equivalent of 6 million tons is equivalent to 30 "little boys" in Tang Fang's memory, which is less than one-eighth of the "Czar bomb".
However, in the game, bombing the nuclear bombs that are not painful and not itchy for heavy armored units such as architecture, Thor and Immortality, in reality, is powerful and outrageous.
The atomic bomb in the mid-20th century had a very low utilization rate of nuclear charges. Like the "little boys" and "fat guys" that exploded in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, the utilization rate of nuclear charges was less than 20%.
However, as of today, the utilization rate of nuclear charges has exceeded 98%, not to mention the interstellar race, which is more than 100 years more advanced than human technology.
This is just the ordinary tactical nuclear bomb in the nuclear bomb silo of the Ghost Academy~EbookFREE.me~ If it is the large-scale fusion nuclear bomb on the battlecruiser specially configured for orbital scrubbing, how powerful will it be?
When the huge mushroom cloud covered the entire Quentin Island, a medical transport plane was slowly closing its hatch on the sea 80 kilometers away from the explosion site of the nuclear bomb.
Tang Fang, Tang Lin, Kleiya, and a few others walked to the seats on both sides to sit down, the propellers ignited, and the medical transport plane quickly flew to the west bank of the Stingfas Sea.
When 600 neutron bombs exploded over Wendenbat, he had already made up his mind to let those nobles and high-ranking officials also taste this desperate taste.
Why do people treat me, how do I treat others. Since rulers don’t treat commoners as human beings, why should they pity them? life? A joke, in the face of a class of strong men who tramples on the survival rights and personal dignity of tens of thousands of people, he talks about fraternity and kindness as a flat-headed people like him.
If you don’t move, you don’t have 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 "slaughterman", and will always be scolded by those who don't know the truth, and even younger generations. (To be continued)