Zhang Heng's expression was solemn, and he asked coldly, "What's going on? Why did our intercontinental missiles appear and fly into outer space without my order?"
"Your Excellency, Commander, I have just captured this scene through the quantum satellite. I have also inspected the weapons depot, but you can rest assured that in the weapons depot, our No. 118 intercontinental missile is still in the launch silo. , not moving at all!”
"So, the intercontinental missile that just flew into space was forged by someone else?" Zhang Heng was stunned.
"No, although the intercontinental missile seemed to have problems with the locking process due to some kind of magnetic field interference, but..." Yuehua raised her head and said word by word, "No matter how I analyze the images projected from the quantum satellite, , we all came to the conclusion that this missile No. 118 was made by ourselves!”
Hearing this, Zhang Heng suddenly took a breath of air. He seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the holographic projection in London. "Yuehua, tell me, what should I do in the face of the current predicament?"
"Your most likely move now is to use nano bombs to destroy London and everything within a thousand kilometers around London." Yuehua said decisively, "This is one of the most likely ways to prevent the cursed dead zone from continuing to spread! "
"So, if I issue this order, what method should you use to transport the nano bomb to London?" The look in Zhang Heng's eyes became even colder.
"It's an intercontinental missile..." Yuehua nodded and said matter-of-factly, "Not only that, I'm afraid I will really use No. 118, because this No. 118 is the first program I set up, and its role is inherently tentative. The ingredients are in it.”
"In other words, I just saw the intercontinental missile that was supposed to be launched after dozens of minutes?" Zhang Heng's expression became more and more solemn, "Yuehua, let's do an experiment and prepare to launch the intercontinental missile No. 119, and there is no internal Load any warheads, not nano bombs, etc. I want to see if this is really history or a prank?"
"Understood!" Yuehua nodded. The next second, another picture flashed in front of Zhang Heng's eyes. In the picture, a missile on the Xinghe space station had entered the launch state.
The Xinghe Space Station was formerly the Xinghe carrier rocket launched at the end of 2018. This rocket disappeared from everyone's sight for a time, and then it quietly docked in the distant geosynchronous orbit, and together with the molecular conveyor, it transported various Building materials were continuously delivered, and after five months of development, the Galaxy Space Station at this time had become a huge space fortress five kilometers long and three thousand meters wide, with the overall shape of a melon.
The completed state of the Galaxy Space Station is a spherical space headquarters with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers.
At this time, it has risen to become a huge artificial celestial body. Although it is still far from the completed state, its size is enough to shock the world. Even if all the satellites launched in the world in the past sixty years are added up, I am afraid it will not count. One percent of the volume of the Galaxy Space Station!
At this time, following Yuehua's order, an intercontinental missile without any warheads and only an empty shell exploded, launched from the Galaxy Space Station, and shot towards the earth.
Looking at the intercontinental missile, Zhang Heng and Yue Hua both looked solemn. The missile still had the logo of the Stellar Foundation, but the number was no longer No. 118, but the subsequent No. 119. At this time, No. 118 still Stay in a silo in intergalactic space.
As the intercontinental missile gradually accelerated, more than ten minutes later, No. 119 plunged directly into the center of London from high altitude at an almost vertical angle!
boom!
A firework rose and disappeared in a flash.
Seeing this scene, Yuehua secretly exhaled a breath. "Your Majesty Commander, the test firing has been successful!"
"Try again!" Zhang Heng looked as usual.
The second intercontinental missile was launched. This time, Yuehua used the intercontinental missile numbered 125. This time, the intercontinental missile numbered 125 also successfully hit London.
"I understand." Zhang Heng nodded, but did not look happy at all, but said silently, "If what happened just now is destined, then no matter when I use the No. 118 intercontinental missile, Will the same situation happen? So, give it a try one last time, and this time, remember to pack the nano bomb!"
"Understood!" Yuehua took a deep look at Zhang Heng and immediately issued the order. Within a few minutes, in another launch silo on standby, the No. 118 intercontinental missile had already installed the devastating nano bomb, and set up the destruction After the range, all substances within this range cannot escape the pursuit of nanorobots. This is the best method Zhang Heng has come up with to solve the cursed memetic infection incident once and for all!
However, will the reality really happen as before
The corners of Zhang Heng's eyes twitched, as if he felt an ominous premonition again. He sighed secretly, sat down gently on the chair, and stared at everything!
Just like before, No. 118 was launched. Zhang Heng stared at all this, for fear of any accident happening. The foundation's technology was enough to lead the world for two to three hundred years, so Zhang Heng's series of actions were almost unknown to all countries. Any awareness.
Another ten minutes passed, when the intercontinental missile No. 118 plunged into the center of London at a vertical angle. On the holographic projection, one could see the No. 118 suddenly flashing with light hundreds of meters in the air and disappearing without a trace. Without a trace!
Although he had expected it, when he saw this scene, Zhang Heng couldn't sit still at all. He stood up suddenly, walked to the holographic projection, and stared at the video playback over and over again!
However, no matter how slow the playback speed is, a flash of light can be seen, as if a gap suddenly appeared in the space, as if it were a pocket, and the intercontinental missile was like a pencil on the pocket, falling directly into it, But not even a drop of water splashed...
"What is the principle of this?" Yuehua's face was filled with solemnity. "Could it be said that curse memes are also conscious?"
"No, all of this is just an unstable reaction caused by the destruction of the rules of time and space..." Zhang Heng murmured in a low voice.
"Time and space confusion?"
"I should have thought of it..." Zhang Heng frowned, "Do you still remember a plot in "The Grudge"? The original person in charge of the Grudge case, the now-resigned police officer Toyama Yuji, came with a gasoline barrel. What did you see when you arrived at Gay Coco’s Haunted House?”
"He saw his daughter Yuanshan Yimei six years later." Yuehua rolled her eyes and answered immediately.
"Yes, and six years later, Toyama Yimi, who has become a high school student, went to a haunted house with three classmates to practice bravery. The moment she was frightened and left, she did look at her father six years ago, and she also That is to say, at that moment, in the entire haunted house, time and space changed in ways that we cannot understand... "
Zhang Heng's expression became extremely serious, "Obviously, we were wrong all along. The real horror of this meme is definitely not its powerful contagion and 100% lethality, but its ability to distort and The power to destroy time and space!"