Chapter 182 Awesome (Four K)

boom! ! !

Metal shells weighing several tons hit the center of the aircraft cemetery with thunderous force, directly smashing an unlucky Boeing 737 SkyTrain and setting off a pillar of fire more than ten meters high.

The shock wave generated by the explosion caused nearby ground crew members to fall to the ground. Their eardrums were also shattered by the loud noise, and pale blood flowed from both ears. But what was even more frightening was that,

In the crater formed by the train shells, plant vines are growing continuously, hooking the hands and feet of the surrounding insect-men and dragging them into the deep crater.

After a while, a group of white fungus-men parasitized by mycelium crawled out of the pit, roaring indistinctly, and rushed towards the insect-men that were not parasitized.

Thick smoke, screams, explosions.

Less than half of the air force base fell into chaos and disorder. Any insect man who was contacted by the white fungus man would soon grow mycelium and continue the next round of spread.

The American soldiers who rushed up from the underground facilities with fire extinguishers, flamethrowers and rifles saw the chaotic scene in front of them and didn't know what to do for a while.

It wasn't until their officers roared at them that they belatedly picked up their weapons and shot, trying to stop the white fungi - but it was of no use.

Bugs infected by fungi can also use weapons, and bugs injured by their bullets will also be infected, and the survival mechanism of all fungi has changed. Even if their heads are smashed by bullets, they can still continue to move. Only by shooting Only by breaking their spine can their movements be slowed down.

"Stop them! Protect the general!"

A team of American soldiers wearing gas masks and full-coverage protective suits occupied one of the entrances to the underground facility, desperately trying to stop the incoming fungi.

Seeing that they could not break out, the remaining soldiers had no choice but to take the lieutenant general and superior officers and hide deep in the underground facility. They closed the metal door heavily and turned the one-meter-diameter compass lock to completely isolate the inner and outer spaces.

"The aircraft graveyard has fallen."

The insect officer with the rank of colonel took off the gas mask on his face and smiled bitterly at his superiors: "Sir, what should we do now?"

"..."

The Air Force Lieutenant General took a deep breath and turned to look at the big screen in the airtight headquarters.

On the screen, the logistics personnel at the air force base, as well as retired pilots recruited from all over the world, are being efficiently assimilated into fungus bugs by the dense smoke of fungi.

Flowers and weeds grew on their heads, torsos, and limbs, and they constantly exuded dandelion-like fungal spores—somewhat similar to the [Pale World] described by AIM, but it seemed different.

Any base soldier who is not wearing a gas mask or protective clothing will be immediately assimilated into a fungus bug after inhaling the fungal spores.

There are only a handful of surviving soldiers left on the surface of the air force base. They are either guarding the entrance to the building and resisting with difficulty.

Or trying to drive a car or a plane,

Driving away from the fallen air base.

The strange thing is that the fungus people seem to only target the American soldiers who are stubbornly resisting, and ignore the soldiers who are trying to escape, without stopping them at all.

"Not good! They are using the vehicles at the air force base to further spread the fungus!"

The Air Force Lieutenant General immediately realized that something was wrong. He picked up the satellite phone on the table and dialed, "Air Combat Command, immediately launch a saturation missile bombing towards Davis Monsanto Air Force Base where I am located!"

Launch a saturation missile bombing here immediately!

Absolutely no planes can be allowed to leave here! "

Li Risheng's previous combat performance was to a certain extent in line with AIM's prior predictions - he deliberately avoided the bombing of intercontinental ballistic missiles and did not stay in place to prove that he could resist.

He did this not because he couldn't do it, but to save energy and use it more efficiently for extinction.

Davis Monsanto Air Force Base was the first step in his counterattack.

"Are you sure? General Steve Tate?"

The senior liaison officer on the other end of the satellite phone hesitated for a moment. The Air Force Lieutenant General did not have time to shout and curse, and directly reported his internal air combat command command, "BM812DCAT,

Remember, tactical nuclear saturation bombing, including the underground defenses where I was located, also had to be cleaned with ground penetrating bombs and napalm bombs.

The entire Davis-Monthan Air Force Base has been reduced to a Pale World infection zone. Any aircraft or individuals leaving here must be destroyed immediately.

Also, that includes me.

I... am no longer worthy of being rescued. "

After being baptized by the documentary broadcast by AIM, the senior generals of the American insect civilization were deeply aware of the lethality of the [Pale World].

Perhaps for beings from other worlds like AIM and Li Risheng, their base and home are not here. This planet is just a fleeting background for them, and it will be okay even if they mess it up.

But for the insect civilization, there is only one earth.

The 15-hour defense operation was not everything, they had to consider what was to come.

"clear."

The senior liaison officer on the other end of the satellite phone nodded heavily, "The first wave of air-to-surface missiles will arrive in five minutes. General, thank you for your contribution to the country and the insect civilization."

"Contribution..."

The Air Force Lieutenant General sighed bitterly, slowly put down the satellite phone, shook his head and smiled bitterly at the silent subordinates around him: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I have to let you be buried with this old man like me..."

"No, General, it would be our honor to die with you!"

"General..."

"The bugs will win!"

There was an enthusiastic response from the underground facilities.

The officer with the rank of colonel silently took out a pocket watch from his chest, opened the dial, looked at the photos of his wife and daughter sandwiched in the dial, choked, closed the dial, and was about to say something to the Air Force Lieutenant General to express his inner feelings. lofty ideals,

He saw the comrades around him looking at him with incredible fear.

"Huh? What's wrong? You..."

The unknown colonel was still confused when his mouth opened inexplicably and dozens of slender vines were ejected from his throat, accurately penetrating the throats of the surrounding officers and the air force lieutenant general.

When...was I...parasitized by a fungus...

Infinite regret arose in the nameless colonel's heart, and his consciousness gradually dissipated. The air force lieutenant general, whose throat was penetrated by slender vines, also covered his throat in pain.

He could feel that a large amount of mycelium was quickly eroding his brain through the plant vines, but he didn't even have the strength to pull out the gun and pull the trigger on his head.

for...why...

The Air Force Lieutenant General had a picture of the video conference held by AIM two hours ago in his mind.

In the video conference, AIM clearly mentioned that [Pale World] fungi are extremely corrosive and destructive to the earth with the technological level of the 21st century.

If humans on earth are not prepared, more than 90% of the living space will be occupied by the [Pale World] within a year, and the remaining survivors can only survive in the North and South Poles.

If abnormal energy is injected into the [Pale World], the year it takes to invade the earth can even be shortened to a month or even a week.

But this also means that [Pale World] itself is more like a "death-killing weapon" without advanced wisdom.

If you want [Pale World] to have advanced intelligence and perform actions such as setting traps, sneaking in quietly, parasitic control, etc., the user, that is, Li Risheng, must remotely control it in person.

Countless thoughts flashed through the Air Force Lieutenant General's dying mind.

He...why did he insist on killing me?

Isn't his purpose to rely on the hundreds of aircraft at Davis-Monthan Air Force Base to help him spread [Pale World]?

Could it be that... destroying the aircraft cemetery was just his disguise, and his real purpose was to control me?

A look of fear and despair flashed through the Air Force Lieutenant General's eyes. He no longer cared about the plant vine that penetrated his throat and caused him great pain.

Instead, he tightened his grip on the satellite phone in his hand and slammed it down, trying to turn off the phone communication.

He has realized Li Ang's purpose,

Unfortunately, it's still too late.

The fungus injected a drug directly into his arm that caused muscle spasms, causing him to lose control of his body.

He could only look at his body, calmly picked up the satellite phone, cleared his throat, returned to a normal tone, and said calmly to the senior liaison officer of the Air Command: "Huh, I'm sorry, face death calmly, and it turned out to be the case. It's not easy.

Can I have a word with Taut? He was my college roommate and my best friend. "

Taut, commander of the Air Defense and Space Defense Command, Air Force General. According to some rumors, he once fell in love with a lieutenant general in the Air Force, and they never communicated with each other ever since.

The senior liaison officer looked at the radar map on the computer. In three minutes, hundreds of missiles will arrive over Davis-Monthan Air Force Base, completely clearing the area polluted by the [Pale World].

Perhaps out of some respect for the hero, the senior liaison officer in the cave of Cheyenne Mountain in Colorado took a deep breath and said: "Sorry, General, according to the [Prevention of Psychic Contamination Manual] issued by His Excellency AIM ,

I cannot forward your communications directly to Admiral Taunt.

What do you want to say to him? I will convey it to you. "

"Convey..."

The Air Force Lieutenant General, whose whole body was controlled by the fungus, had a strange smile on his face, "Okay, it's all the same.

Please tell him..."

"How awesome is your wife?"

The senior liaison officer was stunned and repeated the last words of the Air Force Lieutenant General. He never imagined that the Lieutenant General who generously died in the face of a pale world would have these last words.

Shouldn't we express our remembrance of life, our feelings for our country, and our hope that the Insects will win?

The senior liaison officer at the Cheyenne Mountain Command Center of the Air Defense and Space Defense Command hesitated for a moment. He did not want to disturb the extremely busy commander of the Air Defense and Space Defense Command with these inexplicable words at this time.

But the intuition in my mind kept repeating this sentence.

By some strange coincidence, the senior liaison officer picked up the phone and dialed the number of the Air Defense and Space Defense Command, which was also located in Cheyenne Mountain.

At this moment, the four-star general and commander of air defense and space defense was planning the launch of an intercontinental missile with other generals. After hearing the news, he fell into even greater doubts before he had time to mourn the death of his old friend.

What does this sentence mean?

Before he died, did he express his hatred for having his love taken away from him?

The commander of the air defense and anti-aircraft defense originally wanted to loudly reprimand his subordinates for disturbing his subordinates with such unnecessary news at this time, but for no reason, these words kept ringing in his mind.

Not only him, but all the senior generals in the headquarters who heard this sentence couldn't help but fell into deep thought. They were deeply immersed in this useless sentence, as if they saw the great principles of civilization and life in it.

“Your wife is awesome?

Your wife is awesome...

Your wife is awesome! "

The four-star general also had the same weird smile on his face as the lieutenant general. He pushed away his subordinates, picked up the satellite phone, and called the African Integrated Operations Command, the All-American Cyber ​​Warfare Command, the European Command, and the Commander-in-Chief of India and Taiwan. Colleagues from the Ministry and other departments called.

All senior generals who received the call would be puzzled at first, then suddenly realize it, and then be ecstatic. Finally, they also picked up the satellite phone and called other senior generals they knew, and the news continued to spread.

Like a primary school student who has learned a curious nursery rhyme, he can’t wait to sing it to his friends.

That's it, memetic pollution.

Over the city of Los Angeles, Li Ang indifferently withdrew his gaze towards the Davis-Monthan base.

Psychic powers are treacherous and unpredictable, especially the psychic enchantment system which is best at playing with people's minds.

Sometimes, all it takes is a book, a picture, a piece of audio, or even a sentence without any nutrition or meaning, to quietly distort ordinary people's cognition on a large scale.

Now, the senior decision-makers of the U.S. military should be semi-paralyzed, right?

AIM must be on guard against his own psychic powers, but he would not have expected that he would soon be promoted to a seventh-level psyker and be able to achieve memetic contamination with just one sentence.

Even if he had taken precautions before, he would not be able to stop the spread of the meme in a short period of time.

The launch frequency of tracking missiles will inevitably be delayed and reduced.

Li Ang cut off the energy output to the train's defense cannon without any hesitation, used Ladder Cloud Zong, climbed to a high place, and pulled the trigger toward the east.

Without outside interference, it would take several hours to a day for the U.S. military to put aside its insane senior generals, deprive them of their decision-making power, and re-establish a strategic decision-making and command system.

AIM must make a decision. He must either abandon the U.S. missile air defense system, relax restrictions on Leon's free movement, and rely entirely on European and Russian intercontinental ballistic missiles.

Or, he will personally come forward to reorganize the missile and air defense decision-making system of the United States - and this means that the probability of him being caught by Li Ang will be greatly increased.

Without the intercontinental missile following him, Li Ang teleported to 500 kilometers away with an expressionless face, and once again pulled the trigger in the distance.

Now it's finally our turn, and AIM is forced to respond.

No matter what decision AIM makes, Li Ang will accelerate his plan to destroy the world.

He's going to blow up the volcano.