booktalesy Chapter 050 Thank you for the big rocket from the No. 1 ranking brother
Chapter 050 Thank you for the big rocket from the No. 1 ranking brother
10,000 meters above the ground, in the stratosphere.
In the thin air, a B-2 Spirit strategic bomber, entirely black and shaped like a giant dart, glides silently.
Inside the bomb bay under the fuselage.
It only carries a single, enormous warhead...
Inside the cockpit, two American pilots wore heavy oxygen masks, the eerie green light from the instrument panels reflecting off their goggles.
"Approaching the target airspace."
The pilot in the lead position confirmed with his superior again.
"This is 'The Undertaker,' requesting final confirmation."
Don't be fooled by his calm demeanor; he's actually incredibly nervous inside.
Although soldiers are born for war, but...
This mission was not only of extraordinary significance to him, but also a test of his willpower.
After all, he personally dealt with not only millions of zombies, but also...
It also includes countless living people!
In the silent wait, the emotionless instructions from the Hexagon came through the headset.
"Confirmed. Target: the entire Kyoto area. Execute: Annihilation."
Upon hearing the order, the pilot hesitated before pressing the unlock button, his finger hovering over the red launch cover.
He glanced down at the darkness below.
It used to be a bustling sea of neon lights, but now it's a desolate ruin.
"God bless."
He lifted the cover and immediately pressed it down heavily with a resolute expression.
As the button was pressed, the bomb bay under the fuselage slowly opened.
A completely black bomb was detached from its mounting bracket by a robotic arm.
The next moment, this massive machine, weighing several tons, roared down, bringing with it the "goodness" of the world.
……
at the same time.
The scene inside the bomber's belly compartment was also captured by the camera.
In an attempt to demonstrate its decisiveness and its so-called "responsible great power" image, the United States has gone so far as to launch a global live broadcast.
Furthermore, through technical processing, the image was split in two.
On the left is the interior of the B-2 bomber, and on the right is the entire bombing process captured by a high-altitude drone.
Furthermore, the live stream title was beautified to...
For the Future of Humanity
At this moment, the live stream undoubtedly became the most popular live stream in the world.
In the live stream, billions of people held their breath.
The comment section was scrolling wildly, and even afterimages appeared due to the rapid refresh.
[Oh my god! Are they really going to blow it up? There are still people alive there!]
This is a massacre! This is a crime against humanity!
[Shut up, you over there, you sanctimonious person! If this isn't cleaned up, the virus will spread worldwide and everyone will die!]
But...that's a nuclear bomb! Are we really going to use a nuclear bomb?
[Damn it! Will this radioactive fallout drift to our South Korea?! Protest! Strong protest!]
Compared to the panic, excessive sympathy, and sense of shared sorrow for the impending destruction of other countries expressed by netizens abroad...
On the Chinese side, however, things took a sudden 180-degree turn.
The atmosphere was incredibly peaceful.
You could even say it's... kind of festive.
[Good Days.mp3 is playing now...]
[Selling sunflower seeds, peanuts, and bottled water in the front row! Move your feet in!]
This isn't nuclear peace; it's an apology decades overdue!
[Those fireworks were amazing! Thanks to our American ally for the giant rocket!]
[Screenshots! Everyone take screenshots! This is a historic moment!]
[I even considered opening a bottle of 82 Sprite to celebrate!]
[Hey upstairs, I've already dug out the firecrackers I saved for Chinese New Year. I'll light them as soon as I hear them go off!]
[You absolutely must take a screenshot and use it as your wallpaper! This is definitely the most stress-relieving scene you'll ever see!]
The whole country applauded, but there was no sympathy.
There was no pity whatsoever.
All that remains is the historical memory etched into their bones, and the exhilarating feeling that "the wicked will be punished by heaven."
If it weren't for the character limit in the bullet comments, someone would probably have written a "Letter to the Martyrs" on the public screen.
……
Meanwhile, on the streets of Tokyo.
Lin Fan had no idea that he had become a "lamb to the slaughter" in the eyes of billions of people around the world.
He's very annoyed right now.
It's so annoying.
"Could you... give me some private space?"
Lin Fan held a baseball bat in his hand and pointed helplessly at the monsters that were arranged in a circle.
Just now, he had a stomachache because he didn't know if the oden he bought for free at the unmanned store was undercooked!
But who can understand what it feels like when you're squatting on the side of the street taking a dump and a bunch of "big kids" suddenly swarm around you?
It's a testament to his mental fortitude that he didn't break down!
"Get out! Get the hell out of here!"
Lin Fan kicked the licker in the face, but although he didn't manage to move it, he still expressed his anger.
The monsters took two steps back, looking aggrieved, but still stared intently at him.
That look in his eyes seemed so innocent and helpless.
"Rumble..."
Just as Lin Fan was speechless.
A deep rumble came faintly from very high overhead.
The sound wasn't loud, but it was extremely penetrating and very muffled, unlike the sound of a passenger plane at all.
Lin Fan subconsciously raised his head.
The night sky was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.
But for some reason, this deep voice instilled in people an unprecedented sense of crisis.
This feeling...
It seems like it needs to be mailed!
"Um?"
Lin Fan squinted, trying to see through the thick layer of clouds.
The monsters around them seemed to sense some kind of danger as well.
"roar!!!"
Suddenly they all became extremely agitated.
They raised their heads and let out a deafening roar towards the sky.
The voice was filled with unease, fear, and... anger.
It's like livestock bellowing wildly before an earthquake.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Fan scratched his head.
"Could it be a bomber?"
Although he had a bad feeling, he didn't think much of it.
however.
next second.
His pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints.
The clouds parted.
A tiny black dot fell from the sky.
Its speed was extremely fast, and under the acceleration of gravity, friction with the air produced a dark red halo.
Although it was still thousands of meters above the ground, the moment Lin Fan saw that thing, he couldn't help but think of a scene he had once seen online...
Holy crap...
Could it be the legendary little boy?
"Holy crap..."
Lin Fan opened his mouth wide.
"What merit do I possess? You're giving me far too much credit!"
They actually used this thing?
After the initial shock, Lin Fan was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he was... somewhat eager to try.
I just don't know if I can be resurrected after I turn to ashes?
should……
perhaps……
Is it possible?
You have to believe in yourself!
however.
Just as he was wondering if he could be resurrected after he vaporized, someone... no, a monster reacted first.
"roar--!!!"
The tyrant closest to Lin Fan let out a heart-wrenching roar.
Followed by.
It made a move that left Lin Fan speechless.
It pounced suddenly.
With its massive, mountain-like body, it directly enveloped Lin Fan beneath it.
Then another licker, then a third...
All the monsters around seemed to go mad at this moment, rushing towards Lin Fan in a frenzy.
They used their bodies, layer upon layer, like a human pyramid, to tightly protect Lin Fan in the very center.
They have no intelligence.
I don't know what nuclear weapons are.
I don't understand what equivalent is.
They only know...
Lin Fan, the mother who created them, cannot die.
Even if it means using their own flesh and blood to fill the gaps, they will bear the dangers that await their mother.
Lin Fan, who was pressed to the bottom, instantly felt as if he were being crushed under a mountain.
The stench of blood and flesh assaulted his senses, almost suffocating him.
"Holy shit..."
Lin Fan struggled desperately amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of flesh, trying to stick his head out.
"Get out of my way! All of you, get out of my way!"
"You've crushed me!"
"You unfilial children!"
"Get out of my way right now!!!"
Lin Fan's voice was drowned out by the roars of the monsters.
These monsters, who usually obeyed him without question, were now displaying astonishing stubbornness.
They built a fortress of flesh and blood with their bodies.
They protected Lin Fan completely, not even a single hair of his was visible.
In the sky.
The black spot is getting bigger and bigger.
The ear-piercing sound of something cutting through the air had turned into a thunderous roar.
The cameras broadcasting live globally were fixed on the eastern longitude.
The comments from Chinese netizens paused for a moment in a strange way.
Everyone is waiting.
Waiting for that flower of sin to bloom in a foreign land...
Lin Fan, amidst the pile of corpses, finally gave up struggling.
He could feel the destructive energy reaching his head.
Even through the thick shield of monster flesh, the burning stinging sensation on the skin was still clearly felt.
He lay beneath the tyrant's hard chest, and through the gap, he saw the last glimmer of light.
That was a ray of light.
A white light even brighter than the sun.
It devoured everything in an instant.
"Thank you for the big rocket from the top donor."
There was no time to say goodbye!
next second.
The world fell into an eerie silence...