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Chapter 458 Another new demon?
The central plain was in chaos.
People of all races were bending over and pulling out the corpses of the demons.
Meanwhile, the logistics department at the Daxia base reeked of engine oil.
The armored vehicles were lined up in a long row.
The logistics soldiers were sweating profusely as they dismantled the armor plates.
Clang!
A soldier covered in oil slammed a wrench onto the ground.
"This damn cannon barrel is all warped from the heat! We might as well just scrap it." He wiped his sweat.
"Hurry up and switch to the spare one, stop dawdling here." The squad leader walked over and kicked him.
"Squad leader, we're almost out of spare parts," the soldier said with a distressed expression.
Zhao Gang held the documents in his hand and looked them over as he walked.
He looked at the pile of scrapped parts that stretched like a small mountain.
Zhao Gang was so distressed that he kept clicking his tongue.
"That's all money," Zhao Gang sighed, shaking his head and smiling bitterly.
The staff officer in charge of statistics quickly handed over a tablet computer.
"Commander Zhao, take a look at this loss report."
"Half of our equipment is almost unusable."
"The remaining half also needs major repairs, this..."
Zhao Gang glanced at the numbers on the screen, couldn't bear to look at them, closed his eyes and sighed deeply, then waved his hand dismissively.
"Fix it!"
"Fix anything that can still be used by knocking it."
The staff officer scratched his head.
"Even after repair, the performance will be reduced, and the lifespan won't be long. We ourselves won't be able to use it for long."
Zhao Gang said indifferently:
"It's alright, we can just put on some new paint and sell it to those locals outside."
The staff officer was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth wide.
"Can they take this secondhand item?"
"Why don't you want it?" Zhao Gang raised an eyebrow.
"What do they know about performance?"
"As long as the cannon can spew fire and make a loud enough noise, that's fine."
Zhao Gang tapped his fingers on the tablet computer.
"This batch of refurbished equipment is worth at least several hundred thousand of their demon corpses."
The staff officer swallowed hard and gave a thumbs-up.
"You're so shrewd, no wonder you're a leader!"
Zhao Gang glared at him, and the staff officer realized he had misspoke and quickly corrected himself.
"What I mean is that you are thrifty and good at managing a household; having you is a blessing for our Great Xia!"
"You're smart to know what's good for you!"
Inside the command post.
The air conditioner was blowing cold air.
Long Zhan sat in his chair, still watching the big screen, his eyes bloodshot.
The staff officer next to him tried to persuade him to take a break several times, but it was no use.
He picked up the large tea mug on the table and took a big gulp of strong tea.
The screen displays a top-down view of a satellite from high altitude.
There is a large, dark hole in the very center of the image.
That's a spatial wormhole belonging to the demon race.
Black dots continued to emerge from the wormhole.
One by one, demons and vicious dogs scrambled to squeeze out.
"Have the new nuclear bombs arrived yet?" Long Zhan asked, casually placing his teacup on the table.
The tea spilled and wet the table.
Several staff officers gathered around, asking with concern:
"We've already urged you. We'll let you know when it arrives. You can take a nap first; your health is important."
"No need to say anything more." Long Zhan shook his head, looked at the screen, and said seriously:
"At this rate, the demons will be able to rebuild their forces very soon."
"We can't let them continue like this."
"If another eighth-tier demon god appears, we'll all be doomed here."
Long Zhan turned to look at the soldiers.
"Where is Academician Qian? Let's connect with him."
The call connected, and Qian Zhenhua's gray hair appeared on the screen.
The old man was wearing reading glasses and drawing circles on a drawing with a red pen.
"Old Qian, do you still have any antimatter bombs in stock?" Long Zhan asked bluntly.
Upon hearing this, Qian Zhenhua put down his pen in annoyance.
"You think this is like picking up stones on the roadside?"
"How much do you want? I can pick up as much as you want."
Long Zhan reached out and rubbed his throbbing temples.
"The front lines urgently need it, give me a straight answer."
Qian Zhenhua pursed his lips speechlessly.
"At the fastest, one month."
"No, a month is too slow." Long Zhan shook his head and refused.
"Slow?" Qian Zhenhua laughed in exasperation.
"That last one was created by cutting off most of the power supply to 34 dungeons!"
"People only have electricity during mealtimes, and most of the energy from nuclear fusion is used to extract antimatter."
"The reason that one could be produced in just half a month is because the entire nation mobilized to work together!"
Qian Zhenhua took a few breaths and calmed down before saying:
"Only when more nuclear fusion reactors are built can the speed be increased; otherwise, it will be one reactor per month."
"Even if you force me now, I can't produce a second one!"
"Alright, I'm busy."
After saying that, Qian Zhenhua pressed the hang-up button.
The screen went black instantly.
He also felt a sense of crisis, plus a group of students were all clueless, and he had to tackle everything, keeping him very busy.
Long Zhan had no choice.
"His temper is getting increasingly explosive."
At this moment, an advisor said:
"A new nuclear bomb has arrived."
Upon hearing this, Long Zhan immediately perked up and turned back to look at the satellite image.
He pointed to the wormhole on the screen.
"If we don't have antimatter, then we'll use a conventional nuclear bomb!"
"Let's pull one up first and see if we can blow this hole up."
The staff officer immediately turned around and started typing on the keyboard.
"Received. Prepare hypersonic nuclear missiles immediately."
"Target locked."
"Fire!" Long Zhan gave the order.
Outside the base.
Lin Mo was standing on a dirt slope.
He watched as two large cranes threw demon corpses onto heavy trucks.
Muradin strolled over curiously.
"Mr. Lin, you loaded the truck quite quickly," Muradin said with a smile.
"Even if we dwarves dug with all our might, we couldn't keep up with your tin lumps."
Lin Mo turned his head and smiled.
"Your Majesty is joking. We have no choice but to rely on machines."
"Nothing beats your strength; you can just carry it away!"
Queen Elf Elari also walked over from the other side.
She was clean and tidy, with an outstanding presence, making her stand out on the blood-stained battlefield.
"The technology of Great Xia is indeed very useful. In some aspects, our magic is inferior to yours." Elari nodded in agreement.
Ryze stood beside her and nodded in agreement.
Just as the group was chatting idly, a piercing roar tore through the air.
"boom!"
A dazzling burst of fire shot into the sky in the distance.
The hypersonic missile streaked into the sky with a long trail of flame.
This commotion would be very noticeable in peacetime.
The orcs carrying the corpses nearby were startled.
"What's going on!" Muradin shouted.
"The demons have attacked again?"
Alarie frowned and began to release her domain to sense the surroundings and be on alert.
Lin Mo looked up at the tail flame and his heart skipped a beat.
"Let's go to the command post and check the situation."
He led the way and walked quickly toward the base command post.
Ryze, Ellari, and the others were also curious and quickly followed.
The command post door was pushed open.
Lin Mo led his men inside.
"General Long, what's going on? Another demon has attacked?" Lin Mo asked directly.
Upon hearing this, Long Zhan said:
"Look at the big screen."
Lin Mo and the others quickly moved over.
Muradin felt that he was too short to see.
He simply dragged a chair cushion under his feet and stepped on it.