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Chapter 559 A Way Out!
"Okay! Let's do it this way!"
Lin Shigong slammed his hand on the table, and a glimmer of hope finally ignited in his lifeless eyes.
I was prepared to die together with them because I had no other choice.
Everyone stayed at the command center not because they were fearless, nor because they wanted to be heroes.
Instead, someone must keep a close eye on the front lines, watching for every possible emergency that could lead to collapse.
If the communication is lost, who will answer it?
Who ordered the burrowing dragon to be stopped after it changed direction?
If the bomb detonates incorrectly, who will act as a second detonation safety device to resolve the issue?
These potentially fatal "what ifs" could lead to complete failure if even the slightest mistake is made.
So they have to stay here like nails, even if it means dying in front of the control panel where they can press the detonation button.
But now the situation has improved!
The antimatter bomb was pushed into the tunnel, with the detonation point a good three or four kilometers away from the underground city.
With a layer of rock weighing tens of millions of tons acting as bulletproof vests, they no longer needed to die in the same pit as the demon god.
If you can stay alive while standing, who the hell would want to become a martyr?
"Take action immediately!"
Lin Shigong waved his hand and glanced at everyone present.
"Dismantle and take away everything, including command terminals, communication equipment, and spare batteries!"
"Send another group to the supply depot: water, compressed rations, first-aid kits, oxygen tanks—take as much as you can! Take as much as you can!"
"Where are we retreating to?" the adjutant asked urgently.
Lin Shigong pulled up a 3D structural map of Tianxiong Underground City, swiped his finger to the farthest point of the city, and slammed it down.
"Daxia Industrial and Commercial Bank of China Tianxiong Branch, underground vault."
The adjutant was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening.
The bank's underground vault is the most durable civilian fortress in the entire Great Xia Dynasty.
The explosion-proof door, reinforced walls, and independent load-bearing structure were originally designed to protect against war and earthquakes.
Although no one has ever tested the aftershocks of an antimatter explosion with it, the rock layers several kilometers ahead provided a strong barrier...
In addition to the vast distance between them and the buildings, there's also the incredible security of the vault itself...
Whether they survive or not is at least 50/50, and possibly even 60/40!
I'm taking the gamble!
"Tianxiong City spans twelve kilometers from east to west, with the treasury located in the far southeast corner," the adjutant calculated rapidly.
"The distance to the predetermined detonation point is a full fifteen kilometers!"
Several kilometers of solid rock layers, plus top-of-the-line vault protection.
This is the thickest shield that Tianxiong City could find.
Of course, once the antimatter bomb explodes, the entire Tianxiong underground city will most likely collapse instantly.
They are very likely buried alive underground.
But being buried alive and being completely dead are two different concepts.
It's buried, but we can dig it up later.
If they're blown into neutrinos, what will we use to dig them out?
"Walk!"
Lin Shigong didn't waste any more words and took the lead in leaving.
Behind him, more than twenty technicians and staff officers, carrying equipment and heavy supply boxes, jogged out of the command center.
The Tier 5 combat robot led the way, its metal feet echoing dully as they pounded on the empty passage.
The entire Tianxiong underground city was now deserted.
This street, which once housed hundreds of thousands of people, was completely dark, with only the pale emergency lights flashing.
Like a giant tomb of civilization.
And they ran through this tomb.
......
After half an hour.
The Tianxiong branch of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China in Daxia is located on the second basement floor.
In front of the vault's heavy blast doors, several combat robots were tirelessly carrying supplies.
Boxes of compressed biscuits, field rations, and portable generators were stacked at the door like bricks.
These supplies are enough for forty people to survive underground for half a month.
"Did you get the password to the main gate?" Lin Shigong asked, panting heavily.
"Got it!" A technician ran over holding a tablet, the screen displaying the vault access authorization code that had just been retrieved from the internal network.
In times of crisis, the banking system has long been integrated with the military management network.
After a sixteen-digit password was entered, the half-meter-thick alloy explosion-proof door slowly opened.
"Click—Buzz!"
The one-meter-thick solid alloy explosion-proof door emitted a muffled roar and slowly retreated to both sides.
A reinforced space of 1,000 square meters was revealed.
Inside, the gold was stacked in neat squares, its golden light reflecting off everyone and making them appear as if they were covered in golden light.
But nobody cares about this now. They are all core members of the Great Xia Dynasty and naturally know the consequences of touching this gold.
Besides, the demon god's oppressive aura is constantly pressing down on them, preventing them from relaxing even for a moment. How could they possibly be in the mood to pay attention to any gold?
Even if you secretly take one piece, you have to be alive to spend it.
The surrounding alloy walls exuded an indestructible, cold aura.
"Move all the supplies inside! Quickly!"
With the robots and humans working together, the supplies were neatly stacked in less than ten minutes.
The technician squatted on the ground, sweating profusely as he connected the cables.
The vault is a completely enclosed structure, preventing cell phone signals and radio waves from entering.
To maintain communication with the outside world, the only option was the most primitive method: running cables.
A fiber optic cable extends from inside the vault, running along the corridor to the nearest communication node, connecting to the city's main network.
"Communication test".
The technician typed a few keys, and a picture popped up on the screen.
The surveillance camera footage, seismic wave monitoring data, and status signals of the antimatter bomb in the tunnel were all transmitted back in real time.
"Communication is normal! The picture is clear!"
Lin Shigong nodded.
He walked to the vault door, turned around and looked at the group of people who had stayed behind with him.
There were more than twenty faces, some old and some young, some calm and some nervous, but none of them wanted to run away.
"I heard you all clearly."
Lin Shigong's voice was solemn as he said:
"The moment the antimatter bomb detonates, we will immediately cut the cables and close the vault doors."
"No one can say for sure what will happen next."
"Maybe the treasury can hold out, maybe it can't."
"But we've done everything we could, and the rest..."
He paused for a moment, then twitched the corner of his mouth.
"Let fate decide."
"I believe fate is on our side. I still want to go back to my wife and kids, have a warm bed, and then have another child!"
Upon hearing this, some people burst out laughing, and the tense atmosphere among the crowd eased slightly.
This relieved Lin Shigong, who was worried that these people might not have a strong enough will and that something uncontrollable might happen under constant mental pressure.
Everyone dispersed, busy with their own tasks, and monitoring the situation of the entire army and the demon god.
The adjutant approached a technician, wiped the cold sweat from his face, and asked in a low voice:
"Xiao Liu, tell me honestly... do we really have a 60% chance of survival?"
The technician frowned, did some calculations, and finally managed to utter:
"That's the minimum; I think it should be around 70%."
The adjutant breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good."
He looked at the large screen, at the terrifying demon that was still mindlessly digging, as seen through the drone's lens.
"Compared to the zero percent chance of survival half an hour ago, a 70 percent chance is already a blessing from God."