180: Chapter 180 Death is approaching at 20 times the speed of sound.

Ten minutes later.

The black light of the portal twisted for a moment, and a huge silhouette squeezed out from inside.

The first vehicle.

A ten-wheel heavy truck, twenty meters long with a body, and each tire was taller than a person.

The roar of the engine was low and powerful, like a beast breathing.

A giant launcher was towed behind the vehicle.

On the launcher, a slender missile lay quietly.

The dark green missile body gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the black light of the portal.

On the missile body, it was written with red spray paint: "Dongfeng-17".

The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, as if carved by a knife.

At the warhead, the yellow and black alternating mark was particularly eye-catching — a pattern composed of three fan blades.

Nuclear radiation warning sign!

General Chen's breathing stopped for a beat.

He didn't recognize this sign, but instinct told him that this thing was very dangerous.

The second vehicle drove out.

The third one.

The fourth one...

One after another, they filed out.

Exactly thirty missile launchers lined up in a row and parked in the open space.

The vehicles stopped steadily, the engines turned off, and the whole world quieted down.

Thirty missiles, thirty grim reapers.

Lin Wan grabbed General Chen's arm, her nails almost digging into the flesh: "Th... What is this?"

"I don't know." General Chen's voice was dry, "But it should be... some kind of very powerful weapon."

He spoke vaguely because he himself couldn't figure out what this thing actually was.

The survivors of the Zerg World gathered in the distance, not daring to approach.

Those dark green missiles, those yellow and black alternating marks, those huge launchers —

Everyone felt it.

This thing was not right.

It wasn't the kind of wrongness that made people's blood boil like mechas, but an indescribable sense of oppression, as if something was pressing on their chests, making breathing difficult.

"Everyone back up five hundred meters!" The Great Xia soldiers began to clear the field, "Immediately!"

The crowd slowly retreated.

No one complained, because they saw the expressions on the faces of those Great Xia soldiers — solemn, cautious, and even carrying a hint of awe.

A weapon even the soldiers of Great Xia held in awe, what kind of thing must that be?

Beside the launchers, technicians began to work.

All thirty launchers deployed simultaneously.

Hydraulic rods extended, making a hiss-hiss pneumatic sound.

Support frames opened, and four thick hydraulic pillars propped against the ground.

The ground was pressed into deep pits, and the soil was squeezed and deformed in all directions.

The missiles slowly stood up.

The launchers made a sound of mechanical rotation.

Click, click, click —

Gears meshed, the hydraulic System worked, and metal rubbed.

Thirty missiles all pointed vertically toward the sky.

The dark green missile bodies gleamed in the sunlight, and the yellow and black marks on the warheads were particularly dazzling.

Inside the control vehicle.

The screens were full of data, and the technicians' fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboards.

"Missile Number One, target coordinates input complete."

"Missile Number Two, target coordinates input complete."

"Missile Number Three, target coordinates input complete."

...

Thirty missiles, thirty target coordinates.

Covering the entire Swarm canyon.

Distributed in a grid pattern to ensure no omissions.

The technical team leader stared at the red dot on the screen and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Grid coverage complete, theoretical kill rate 98.7%."

"Continue inspection."

"Countdown program loading complete."

"Connection confirmed — green light is on."

"Fuel check — normal."

"Warhead status — normal."

"Launch authorization — confirmed."

The technical team leader took a deep breath: "Everything is ready, waiting for launch command."

Su Mingyuan stood outside the command vehicle, looking at the thirty upright missiles, picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted:

"Prepare for launch countdown."

The loud speaker sounded:

"Attention everyone! Nuclear weapon launch countdown begins!"

Nuclear weapon?

General Chen was stunned.

Lin Wan was also stunned.

All survivors of the Zerg World were stunned.

They didn't know what a nuclear weapon was, but upon hearing the word "nuclear", their hearts inexplicably tightened.

"Everyone wear protective goggles!"

Soldiers began distributing sunglasses.

Black lenses, thick frames.

"Put them on! Do not take them off!"

General Chen took the sunglasses and put them on his face. The world turned dark.

He looked up at the sky, the outlines of the thirty missiles became blurry, but he could still see them pointing straight into the sky.

"Countdown begins."

"10..."

On the screen, the front of the Swarm had already rushed out of the canyon.

A dark, dense mass, like a black tsunami surging. The vibration of the ground became stronger and stronger, gravel was jumping, and the water in the cups splashed out.

"9..."

Everyone put on their sunglasses.

The world grew dark, but the sound of heartbeats grew louder and louder.

"8..."

Someone was praying.

Someone clenched their fists.

Someone closed their eyes.

"7..."

The launchers made a buzzing sound.

The missile's attitude adjustment System started, the missile bodies swayed slightly, automatically calibrating the angle.

Thirty warheads, thirty directions, thirty trajectories.

"6..."

Professor Li put his hands together and closed his eyes.

He chanted silently in his heart:

"Bless us... bless humanity..."

He thought of his family, his comrades who died under the insect mouths, and the past prosperity of this world.

"5..."

The Swarm was still eight hundred kilometers away from the portal.

They didn't know that death was already on the way.

In the drone footage, those bugs were still surging frantically, the Siege Bugs were still roaring, and the armored beetles were still advancing.

"4..."

The launchers emitted white steam.

That was the liquid fuel being pressurized, and the temperature was rising.

The hiss-hiss-hiss sound was like a pressure cooker boiling.

"3..."

General Chen's hand holding the gun was shaking.

Lin Wan bit her lips tightly, her nails digging into her palms.

"2..."

Su Mingyuan stood on high ground, expressionless.

His fingers gently tapped the shell of the walkie-talkie, once, twice, with a very steady rhythm.

"1..."

The whole world seemed to have stopped.

The wind stopped.

Breathing stopped.

Heartbeats were almost about to stop.

Then — "Launch!"

Boom!!!

Thirty white plume flames ignited simultaneously!

Flames spewed from the bottom of the launchers, and the incandescent white light illuminated the entire sky!

The scorching temperature instantly baked the ground until it smoked, the soil cracked dry, and gravel flew everywhere!

The missiles left the racks!

One, two, three... thirty!

They pierced the sky like thirty sharp arrows!

The white plume flames traced perfect arcs in the gray-black sky, each plume flame being more than a dozen meters long, like thirty fire dragons ascending to heaven!

Rumble!!!

Sonic boom!

The moment of the missile's Breakthrough of the speed of sound, the air was torn apart!

The huge sound wave was like substance, pressing down on everyone!

Some covered their ears, some were shocked backwards, and some squatted directly on the ground!

Speed reached 20 Mach!

The missiles accelerated in the air, faster and faster, faster and faster!

The plume flames lengthened, turning into strips of white light bands!

A dozen seconds later.

Thirty missiles disappeared from view.

Only thirty gradually dissipating white trails remained in the sky, like someone had slashed thirty scars across the gray-black canopy.

General Chen wore his sunglasses, looked up at the sky, and muttered to himself: "Is this... Dongfeng?"

Su Mingyuan did not reply.

He stared at the screen, which displayed the flight trajectories of the missiles.

Thirty red lines were approaching the Swarm canyon at an astonishing speed.

Flight time: 2 minutes 37 seconds.

Distance: 850-1100 kilometers.

Speed: 20 Mach.

Target: Core area of the Swarm.

In the lower right corner of the screen, the countdown ticked:

02:37.

02:36.

02:35.

...

In the drone monitoring footage, the Swarm was still advancing, completely oblivious.

Death is flying over at 20 times the speed of sound.