Chapter 847
My Empire Chapter 847
2020-11-03
Chapter 847 849 Catch upAt this time, this password cannot be filled in. In front of the flashing computer, two magicians lined up left and right, pressing the shoulders of the black clothed magician in the middle with their hands, imprisoning each other, preventing the other party from using magic.
"Name the mastermind, we can give you a good time." Alanhill magician asked fiercely after punching the opponent's stomach.
The black clothed magician who attempted suicide vomited blood, laughed heartily: "I'm not afraid of death, you fight! I won't say anything!"
"Idiots! You guys! What you are doing is murdering all the magicians in this world!" Alanhill magician, headed by scolded who hate iron for not becoming steel: "You death cannot wipe out the crimes, do you want to kill all the magicians in this world? , are you willing?"
"You fallen people who took refuge in Alanhill! You are also worthy of calling yourself magician?" The captured magician sneered and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground: "Bah!"
Knowing that if you can't break through the opponent's psychological defense line, you will definitely not be able to ask for any useful information, and Alanhill magician, headed by the leader, made another punch: "Idiot! How do you know, we Isn't it the right way? Alanhill represents the future of magic! You guys are just some drags!"
"It doesn't matter! We've failed anyway! Will you all be liquidated together? Look at your luck! Hahaha!" The magician continued to bleed out of his mouth when he spoke, and even the words he said began to blur.
"Can't pry open your mouth?" The officer of the Alanhill Heavy Armored Grenadier with a weapon walked in, looking at the bodies of the two magicians who committed suicide, and the flesh and blood on the ground, asked in a calm tone road.
"A bunch of lunatics! Brainwashed lunatics." He punched the captured magician again, and the magician of the Alanhill Empire took a step back unwillingly, leaving the scene to the mortal commander .
The officer in the outer skeleton armor walked over to the computer, typed two commands, and then typed some text—on the computer, a series of feedback began to be continuously refreshed.
"The projectile body has been destroyed... It seems that this missile cannot be used. The nuclear warhead was violently disassembled and needs to be repaired before it can continue to be used... It is recommended to scrap it..." The officer said from Looking away from the screen, he whispered and walked to the captured magician: "Do you know how expensive this thing is?"
The magician turned his head away, not at all. Don't look at the mortal in front of you. In his view, a mortal is not fit to ask a magician question.
"It's not worth the price of a rocket engine to sell you and all the minced meat on the ground." The officer's steel boots smashed the suicidal magician's chest twice, accompanied by With the voice of broken bones, he said: "It's okay if you don't say it, watch it, don't let him die... Hand it over to the interrogation team, there is no mouth they can't pry open!"
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"Report! General! We have regained absolute control of the T-177 missile base. In addition, just now, the stubborn enemy in the T-132 missile base has also been completely wiped out." An officer opened his mouth to guard Chief of Staff Luo Kaihui in front of the big screen reported.
"At first, I think it's more convenient to let these idiots steal the nuclear warheads. Anyway, we can remotely start or shut down these nuclear warheads." Rokai nodded, said: "Wait for these fools to transport the nuclear warheads. Back to their country, we will start the nuclear bomb again, when the time comes to find the location of the nuclear explosion, we will find the real culprit behind the scenes."
"But then I thought about it, and this matter is still risky. It's risky. If these lunatics didn't transport the nuclear weapons back to their own countries, and they were lucky enough to keep one in our country, things would be difficult to handle." Having said this, he paused: "Besides, I think Your Majesty also I'm not in the mood to play with these idiots."
Although the strategy of following through is simple, the other party is not a fool. Under the premise that Alanhill did not fall into chaos, it was simply impossible to steal the nuclear warhead.
If you still run to your home with a nuclear warhead at this time, what is the difference between surrendering yourself? Once you know who the mastermind is, Alanhill's counterattack is coming one after another, where is the opportunity to negotiate threats?
Therefore, this strategy of catching big fish with long lines is simply unworkable. Unless the other party is a fool, it is impossible to be fooled.
When the time comes, after the other party realizes that it is not good, it destroys the nuclear warhead with magic, and loses the missile silo as a barrier container, and the nuclear pollution may spread to a larger area, that is the real Not worth the loss.
It is better to suppress the opponent in the nuclear bomb silo. Even if the opponent really detonates the dirty bomb, the impact can be controlled to a minimum.
"So, let's just go with the normal procedure, and finally kill those stupid guys." Finally, Roque said: "Wait for the order of His Majesty, we're ready to wait for Your Majesty The decision is good.”
The opened nuclear bomb silo is slowly closing, next to the dismantled nuclear warhead, the last black clothed person gasped, holding his hands in despair. the long sword.
Just ten minutes ago, he had fantasized about being able to leave with a nuclear warhead and break through escape alive. But now, the cruel facts tell him that he really thinks too much...
At this moment, he has run out of ammunition and food, and it is not that he has not thought of using magic to destroy this damn nuclear warhead. , but he found that he was wrong, horribly wrong.
This huge nuclear warhead is not afraid of fire... He doesn't know how many degrees of high temperature burning this thing has to withstand when it is running, so he also underestimated the heat resistance of this thing.
It is impossible to destroy the shell of this thing with flame magic, and there is no way to let this thing leak the nuclear material inside with electricity or other types of magic.
He regretted that he had not prepared some mortal weapons such as explosives - but it was too late to regret it now.
In fact, what he didn't know was that it was precisely because they insisted that they did not prepare explosives or the like, that their lurking and action were kept away from the eyes and ears of Alanhill spies.
If they had purchased dynamite guns, their operations would have been targeted by the Special Operations Department of the Alanhill Imperial Family Guards.
"Magic world... Long live!" With all his strength, the last remaining magician slashed his long sword across his neck.
What he didn't expect was that before he had time to cut it hard, a shadow appeared behind him, preventing him from moving.
"Grab it!" He kicked the dropped long sword and stomped on the fallen magician, a super god puppet of Chris ordered loudly.
(end of this chapter)