Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

"The bomb lifting operation is over!"

"Empty body began to be emptied, and the troops withdrew in order."

"The final inspection of the loading facility is completed and it is confirmed that there are no abnormalities!"

The controller’s broadcast came one after another, watching the giant cannonballs in the interface being filled with a row of crowbars a little bit, and the feeling of regaining control of the situation made Kan General Staff a lot of peace of mind. Feeling relaxed.

When previously subjected to an electromagnetic pulse attack, the headquarters almost staged the tragedy of collective self-regulation. This is no joke. The management of the fortress of Isherlen seems to be infinitely beautiful, but the pressure behind it is unimaginable to outsiders. Think about the resources and time invested in building the fort, as well as a large number of competitors coveting this position, and then think about the atmosphere of domestic public opinion. If the fort is hit or damaged, the end of the person directly responsible must be very promising. If you are lucky enough, you may be sentenced to shooting and end your life in a decent way; if you are deprived of military rank and forced to retire, with the current social atmosphere in Yalfheim, you can foresee the tragic life with swearing and humiliation. Compared to the long sentence of life that is not as good as death, a shot in the mouth seems to be a better choice.

Eventually, the situation did not deteriorate further, and the "Thor's Hammer" was also okay. The only troublesome thing was that the shells were stuck (the bomber mechanism started the emergency braking mechanism because of a sudden power failure, and the shells were hanging on the chain and stopped in the passage. Among them, the surface of the projectile is smooth, and it weighs nearly 5 tons. It is pure suicide to want to hang the projectile with a rope). Finally, using an emergency manual device (similar to a hydraulic jack, slowly pulling the bomb chain), the shells were taken out bit by bit, and then sent to the loading platform. At the same time, the entire launch system is gradually recovering. Although long-range artillery can not be achieved, as long as the unsightly Charlieman are cleaned up, there is a lot of time for re-examination. When the Thor's Hammer is fully restored, Charlemagne is only obedient under the deterrent of the super cannon, and this long war can temporarily come to an end.

Although there are many unsatisfactory places in the whole battle, as long as the victory is finally won, some penalties can be alleviated-thinking of this, Lieutenant General Camp, who has been highly nervous, slightly relieved, and the staff relaxed. The reaction is not difficult to understand.

Just use this last blow to win.

"Filled."

As the breech bolt closed, the powerful sound of the gunner's clang sounded, and the electric bell rang through the turret. The gunners in full chemical suits lined up to leave the giant gun. The hydraulic pitch mechanism adjusted the angle of the huge cylinder a little.

"Azimuth +15, 12 o'clock direction!"

"The angle of incidence is 63 degrees, the correction is -0.8 degrees!"

"The pitch is complete! The pitch mechanism is locked!"

"Lockup is complete!!"

"All artillery classes avoid!"

"The transmission line is checked and there is no abnormality!"

"Induction coil set, no exception!"

"Power input, no exception!"

"The artillery class avoidance is complete!"

"The launch is ready!!"

All the red units in the interface are turned into green, which symbolizes the normal operation, which may be a psychological effect. The common sight has inexplicably dyed a sacred color in the eyes of Camp.

Only the last step, as long as he issued the "Feuer" command and lifted the last insurance, a 4.8-ton anti-gravity decomposition cannonball would be launched, and a bright future would be put into his hands.

"hair……"

Dan Tian exerted his strength and was worthy of the instruction of the upcoming historic moment.

Some kind of "mutation" that is faster than sound and thinking is bringing the destiny of Camp and the entire Isherlen fort to the end of disorganization.

First there was a tremor, equivalent to a magnitude 3 earthquake-like shaking coming from underneath my feet. I hadn't waited to understand what was going on, and the darkness engulfed the entire underground.

"what happened!"

"Did the circuit short circuit cause a trip?"

"How's the "Hammer of Thor"?"

"Turn on the reserve power immediately and move fast!!"

Chaos and darkness swept through the entire underground space in an instant, and the power grid with three layers of management and protection was instantly paralyzed. Not only the lighting system, but also the control system terminals were all destroyed. The abnormal situation that the electromagnetic pulse attack failed to achieve caused the entire battery to fall into chaos And panic, several minutes have passed when the red lights for emergency lighting restored the underground space to a level barely visible. During the period, there were as many as 37 casualties due to trampling and accidental hits, which can be compared to what has happened and what will happen next, but it is just a few details.

"An unexplained explosion occurred in the substation! Now we are fully organizing the fire fighting!"

"Here is the F-11 channel, and an intruder is found! Crossfire is in progress, please send reinforcements immediately!"

"This is a damage control shift. The fire in the substation has been out of control. The ventilation system is not working. The smoke is spreading to other blocks. Please close the passage immediately! Otherwise, the entire underground block will suffocate!!"

"This is a medical class, and the visibility is almost zero! There is at least one row for carbon monoxide poisoners. Please open a green channel immediately..."

The copper microphones for emergency situations sent bad news. The operators were breathing more and more turbid air while recording the information on the notebook and began to organize. The staff on the side were flashing and lying on the ground. A pile of drawings circled around, and the sweat on his forehead spattered on the drawings of the underground tunnel of the fort.

Compared with the men who were busy hitting the back of the foot, Camp, who was sitting on the commander's seat, would be very calm, even too calm, and an almost decadent, desolate breath drifted away from the once commanding commander.

--ended.

No further report or analysis is needed. At the moment of hearing the report of the substation explosion, Lieutenant General Kemp has already realized this, and the fact that he has been unable to return to the sky anyway.

Without electricity, the Thor's Hammer is just like dead. In the underground space filled with smoke and fire, there is no possibility to realize the repair of thousands of frequency converters. This once gloomy super weapon, invincible stronghold, within reach of victory, can only watch the opponent who has only one breath to make up for his last sword.

Why is this so?

Is it too lax? Is it insufficient talent? Is it because the volume and vision are too narrow to predict the risk more clearly?

Chewing on the taste of defeat, the scenes that have happened so far flashed in front of Camp's eyes, repeatedly recalling and reviewing his own mistakes. In the end, Camp's heart no longer made waves, freed from shame and narrow entanglement, and calmly accepted Failed.

As the defeated soldier and the commander of the battery, he had one last mission.

The fist that had been clenched tightly was loosened, and the commander of the fort that got up and left the seat corrected his military cap and walked towards the microphone.

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"All retreat! All retreat!"

"The fire in Area F is out of control, the passage is about to be closed, and all personnel avoid it immediately!"

"Underground maglev trains are no longer usable, and all troops immediately evacuate to the ground!"

"The retreating troops maintain order, and the wounded and medical staff have priority!"

"After retreating to the surface, the second cruiser squadron will evacuate and command!"

The loud shriek overflowed from the megaphone, roaring, roaring, howling, and cursing reverberating in the blood-red passage, and occasionally one or two dying spastic explosions were added to the chorus of the fortification curtain of the Fortress of Isherlen.

The fort is over. Before the retreat order was issued, the spider had already determined this.

Speaking of that, the Defense Force has also done a lot of fire and explosion prevention measures in the substation. Not only is it equipped with fire brigade and equipment, but also has a lot of thermal sensors, smoke alarms, and sprinklers that automatically spray insulating fire-extinguishing foam. None of the above measures and the stationed personnel played a role, and turned into ashes together with the substation.

It can be said that the result is a matter of course.

No matter how careful the measures are and how well the staffing is in place, the underground sealed structure has no inherent resistance to gas explosions. On the contrary, it will increase the power of the explosion. In that kind of "smuggling", no creatures and equipment can survive.

Speaking of which, people must have questions: gas explosion? how is this possible? So how can many guards and alarms not detect gas? Are they all asleep?

The guards are all in good condition, and the alarms and sensing devices are all in good operation. It is impossible for an infiltration team as strong as a spider and her to lift such a comprehensive security measure without even knowing it, and then drag a bunch of gas or other explosives into fireworks, while also ensuring that you are not Will be involved.

There is indeed no gas in the substation, and no harmful gas has been produced even until the moment of the explosion.

But there is water in the substation.

Thousands of inverters placed underground cannot be cooled only by air cooling. The use of groundwater for cooling is an inevitable measure, that is, laying a large number of pipelines to circulate groundwater and dissipating the heat of the inverter into it-this is super It is a fact that computers must be built around rivers, lakes and seas.

Water does not burn or explode, but the hydrogen and oxygen that make up water are both flammable and explosive substances, and the power of explosion when mixed together is terrifying.

All the spider needs to do is to throw the astral crystal with a set start time and lightning strike strength into the reservoir, and then keep it as far away as possible from the explosion range, and simply bring an explosion-proof door.

When the Ningjing starts the lightning strike, a large amount of water will be electrolytically reduced to hydrogen and oxygen. Under the influence of the wind in the underground passage, the hydrogen-oxygen mixed gas will quickly fill the substation. The sensor for detecting harmful gases is also good. The smell of the spirit Fortunately, none of them can detect the colorless and odorless mixture of hydrogen and oxygen. When the gas mixture is raised to a sufficient concentration, the second spell contained in the Sky Crystal will be activated.

At this time, most of the mana in the celestial body is converted into electric current for electrolyzing water, and the remaining stock cannot release any large-scale surgery. In fact, that technique is indeed a very basic lightning technique. Not to mention splitting a person into coke, it can't even paralyze people.

The lightning strike only released a lightning bolt thinner than the little finger, barely penetrated the water, and sparked a spark in the air.

Hell is here.

In the first second, several flames spread out in the air. At the next instant, the hydrogen-oxygen mixture filling the substation was detonated. The high-temperature flames and shock waves engulfed everything in the range, and the roaring wind flame filled the space where it was . Machinery, flesh, oxygen-burned out in an instant, blown to pieces, wrapped in storms and continued to spread.

The above **** is just the beginning. In case anyone is lucky enough to survive this explosion, then he will regret why he did not die easily in the explosion just now. After the hydrogen-oxygen mixture is detonated, the oxygen in the air is completely burned out, and the space is filled with carbon monoxide and high-temperature smoke. Asphyxiation; Carbon monoxide poisoning; Inhalation of high temperature smoke to burn the lungs; whichever method of death is slower and more painful than death in an explosion, and at the same time kills life more reliably. Afterwards, the spreading fire will also cut off any possibility of undermining control.

Nothing was more destructive than this, and at the moment of detonation, the Fortress of Isheron was declared dead.

The next step is to try to evacuate safely. Speaking of this, it should have been the same difficult task as penetration, but there is a humanoid driving recorder like a spider, and the chaos inside the fort, the retreat has become the simplest job. The spider even has time to think about some tasks. thing.

(...This commander is very humane.)

Listening to the rocky low voice in the microphone, the spider sighed.

Everyone hopes to have a responsible officer, but no one will have a responsibility after sitting in the position of the leader.

Regardless of the ability of the battery commander, at this last moment, give up precious escape time, stay in the command center to collect broken intelligence, and guide the orderly retreat-this kind of straight and simple man, but on Charlemagne's side Rare species. The progress may be slightly insufficient, but Shoucheng is more than enough. It is not a bad thing to let him exit here now.

Except for the last part, the commando behind the spider has the same feeling.

The navy has been in the practice of coexistence and death of the captain and the ship since ancient times. When the sailors rushed to the sea to escape after the abandonment order was issued, the captains were busy finding a rope to fix themselves on the ship or lock themselves in the cabin. Here, sleep with the beloved battleship under the sea.

The commander of the enemy is obviously doing the same thing, in the hearts of the former marines, at this moment the enemy will undoubtedly draw equal signs with those brave captains. They were both proud and somewhat sighed for defeating such a respectable opponent.

With their own feelings in mind, a group of people ran swiftly. The light of the exit was close at hand. The unique roar of the Endeavour and the fresh air poured into the ground together.

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"Has everyone withdrawn yet?"

Marshal Vauban took the wine bottle handed over by the adjutant, and the red wine that was originally intended to celebrate the victory of the battle was poured into the wine glass. A plume of gravel dust fell from the cracked ceiling, leaving only a few people for the Condor The city control room added a little bit of a run-down atmosphere.

"Following your orders, the remaining floating ships have been evacuated."

The adjutant carefully covered the wine glass with his left hand, so as not to let the dust fall into the glass.

"After working hard, you can go."

After receiving the wine glass, Vaubon looked up at the few remaining academic-style images, and imprinted in its eyes the huge fort that seemed to be close by.

"Your Mightiness……"

"Don't say anything like loyalty~www.readwn.com~ I'm not saved, your vows are invalid for the dead."

The red wine was slowly delivered to the entrance, mixed with blood, and flowed into the ground from the hole that exposed the ribs, and penetrated into the red carpet that had been dyed.

The pale face is no longer opened, and the hale eyes are staring at the once majestic cannon like staring at the lover. The old man like to appease his men and raise his hands, full of dying face A beam of contented smiles bloomed.

"I fell in a face-to-face duel with a powerful enemy. I gave my enemy a fatal blow, and I saw the future of the kingdom... those young, energetic young people, and now I will soon be with me The children are reunited. As a veteran, this is arguably the most ideal way to call the curtain. You are different, you are still very early from this time, don't come and grab the curtain call with my old man."

The speechless subordinates were silent for a while, and then exited the command room after a proper salute.

Fifteen minutes later, the city of Condor fell on the head of Iselon’s fort, and at the same time, Lieutenant General Camp launched a self-destructive device. The fortress that has been crushed into shape is engulfed and decomposed, returning to nothingness with dreams and ambitions.

In active service, 61,819 people were killed and injured in the Army of King Charlemagne, of which 8,170 were killed, 17,785 were missing, and 35,864 were injured; 6443 were killed and injured in the Defense Army of Alfheim, of which 2,114 were killed, 3,371, and 538 were missing people.

The top commanders of both fortresses are not among the survivors.

The longest and most tragic day since the beginning of the war is over, but the end of the war has not yet arrived.

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