I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 596 Laboratory Enlightenment

David Martinez's first mission was simple. They were going to the old city of Paris and planting a nuclear bomb.

It is not rude to come and go. Nuclear bombs are weapons made by human civilization to destroy each other, not weapons made by human civilization for players to destroy human beings. If they want to play this kind of nuclear war, they should play smarter. Instead of throwing it around like a jumbo firecracker.

Before today, Mikkelsen did not use reciprocal means to retaliate, that is because they really cannot be reciprocal.

Players don't care about the casualties, the radiation residue after the nuclear explosion, and the panic among the people caused by it, but Mikkelsen must care.

Therefore, when he uses nuclear bombs, he must be cautious and have the power to make the final decision.

"Is this a nuclear bomb! It's not as big as I imagined, and it looks like that!" Rebecca held up the core item of this mission, the Hyoka-2 ultra-small nuclear bomb: "This mission is completed , the prosthetic bodies we used to give away for free? David, I said that after you become famous, we will be able to accept big deals that are simple and profitable!"

That thing looks like a boxy and exquisite metal box, 50*50*50CM in size, with a total weight of only 120 kg, with easy-to-carry handles and operable bulletproof panels on each side.

Just like what Rebecca said, it doesn't look as big as expected, but this mission is not as simple as what Rebecca said. want to liven up the atmosphere
Martinez and the others came in through the [-]th arrondissement. As the last occupied area in the Greater Paris area, the [-]th arrondissement has now become a rather special existence.

Years of underground life have made the people of District [-] get used to the small space, and this happens to be the environment that players don't like the most. Their tunnels are spread all over the entire District [-], and even players have no way to get to the bottom of it.

The number of players is too small, and it is impossible to block the thirteenth district for a long time like the Gaul government, so for the people in the thirteenth district, the whole of Paris seems to be a little more free than before, and they can enter and exit at will.

The Taha gang now got what they wanted, political rights, prestige, external recognition, and military assistance, but it seemed a bit too late, and even Boyle Taha didn't know if District [-] still needed it these things.

That kind of feeling is quite inspirational. After 30 years of revenge, the enemy died of serious illness, leaving only a useless and stupid son to be bullied. It is so miserable that even an enemy like you can't stand it.

That stupid son was talking about the current Gaul government. Boyle Taha never thought that one day the country's commander-in-chief would need to be appointed by outsiders, otherwise no one would be willing to take up that responsibility.

If it wasn't for the Taha Gang, there are still so many people who need him, and Boyle wants to stand up and save the country by himself.

"You can rest here first, and I will notify you to go to the ground when the time is right, and then you can do whatever you want." Marvolo Taha, who had implanted an artificial eye, glanced cautiously at David Martin Ness.

Looking at the prosthetic body parts of the other party, Marvolo's scalp felt numb. Maybe he had been locked in the thirteenth district for too long and didn't know the outside situation, but the other party's situation was a bit too exaggerated
"Thank you, we will try our best not to cause trouble for you." Martinez nodded and knocked on the door frame. The team members just filed in like this. Rebecca just dragged the box and let it Dangdang on the steps and smash down step by step.

"Rebecca, be careful, it is after all." Martinez glanced at Marvolo, without clearly stating what it was.

"They said that this thing has a bullet-proof shell, and it can be used as a shelter if necessary. Why are you so worried!" Rebek pouted, but he still stretched his arms, embracing the nuclear bomb, shaking it walked into the room.

Marvolo Taha's eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the large arm of the small girl. That thing has adaptive structural changes when the hydraulic structure exerts force. It is really advanced.
"The situation above is very bad now. These areas are no-man's land. I don't want to know where your mission target is, but you'd better not go to these areas. Those players have their own identification methods. Don’t try to fool it.” Marvolo Taha projected a map, and one-third of it has been marked in red, which means that there are no civilians in the entire area.

When the damned Albireo group bought people on a large scale, many small groups in the special zone began to traffic people from their own area, and this industry has been doing it until now.

In fact, other areas are not much better. In addition to the red area, there are also red, orange and other colors, which are all divided according to population density. However, considering that the Taha Gang’s grasp of the surface conditions is not as good as before, It is difficult to say how accurate this information is.

It can only be said that most of the survivors are living in fear. They hide in Tibet during the day, and can only sneak out when night falls to find supplies to fill their stomachs.

David Martinez nodded, the prosthetic eye has already taken the entire map, combined with the city planning map provided by Mikkelsen before, a detailed three-dimensional map of Paris is being constructed in the auxiliary processor, allowing the entire The team avoided many detours.

Upon seeing this, Marvolo Taha directly left the map and left here.

His task is to bring this group of people in and send them safely to the special zone, leaving the rest alone.

David Martinez lived there for three days. During this period, they never left the room, whether it was eating or going to the toilet. They just kept a close eye on the box, for fear of any mistakes.

"Get ready, there will be a window period in 5 minutes." Marvolo Taha appeared in front of them again: "You are very lucky, a player group suddenly mobilized as a whole and left their station, that place is now a vacuum Area, you can move there safely, just be careful not to meet scattered players."

"We have nothing to prepare. Is there anything else we need to pay attention to?" Martinez stood up, holding the nuclear bomb in one hand. In the past few days, it was painted by Rebecca with watercolor pens. It's not so conspicuous anymore.

"It can be seen that you are all professionals and are ready to trouble those beasts, so I have nothing to remind you." Marvolo Taha said with a smile: "If you are in trouble and need help, Just run underground, whether it’s the sewer or the subway station, our lines extend in all directions, and we may be able to provide you with some help within our ability.”

"Thank you." Martinez thanked again, just as he said when he first came.

Marvolo Taha did not lie, the situation on the surface of Paris is very bad. Although they have made good preparations before coming here, it is still hard for Martinez and the others to imagine that this was once one of the most densely populated cities in the world. one.

There are only endless abandoned vehicles on the desolate street. The wind blows through the discarded cans and rolls back and forth on the roadbed, making the sound from the street to the end of the street.

Martinez and the others came out of the underground wine cellar of a bar. Marvolo Taja said that this exit will be temporarily reserved for twelve hours as their emergency exit. After twelve hours, no matter whether they can make it in time If you rush back, you will be blocked.

Then, the moment Martinez and the others stepped onto the surface of Paris, more detailed mission information was inserted into their prosthetic bodies.

They first had to escort the nuclear bomb and place it in the marked area, which was an area of ​​one square kilometer. The specific location could be changed according to the actual situation, but it had to be sufficiently concealed.

After disposing of the nuclear bomb, Martinez and the others will venture into the underground warehouse of the Louvre Museum. Although there are not many authentic works there after the completion of the new Paris, there are still two cultural relics that are still valuable for preservation. , they need to find it and bring it out completely.

The task is paid by division. After the nuclear bomb is placed, the cost of the prosthetic body on them will be settled. After that, as long as the nuclear bomb remains in the specified area and is in a state of being activated, they can settle a round of commission every eight hours.

And when Martinez and the others successfully handed over the cultural relics to the Taha Gang for safekeeping, everyone's surgery expenses were settled. Of course, the bulk of it was David Martinez's own surgery fees to repair his burned nervous system. It is a very time-consuming project.

"It's paid by the hour! I like this way of payment!" Rebecca slammed her iron fists together and issued a Duang! Duang!The sound, the whole person stood upside down and walked a few steps with his fists, turned over nimbly, scanned the street outside through the window, and the supporting detection plug-in quickly determined that there was no living creature within 50 meters around: "We are leaving now Bar!"

Martinez glanced at the team Rifalco, who just smiled wryly in the face of this situation, and failed to say anything from experience.

As a mercenary team, they have not been established for a long time, but they have experienced a lot. Since the previous generation of captain Manin led the team, in order to adapt to the pressure of competition from the influx of superhumans, the coverage of the prosthetic body of the team members is getting higher and higher. Come higher.

In the end, before they could recover, the players appeared again. They had fought against the players several times. In comparison, those things were actually less afraid of death. Many high-drinking medicine jars were implanted by themselves A cyberpsychopath with a body gone berserk is just as dangerous.

But the biggest difference between players is that when they are not crazy, they will hide themselves well, and there are a lot of them.

Now that they've entered a city full of players, it feels like walking into a haunted mental hospital at night, knowing that there are monsters behind those doors, but you have to bite the bullet and find the key to open the exit.

"It seems we can't drive, Falco." Martinez glanced at the dead city, turned around and smiled wryly.

"The target is too obvious. We'd better move out of the building. Your polymer cutter is still there." Falco nodded and started to do it.

"They use dirty bombs, we use clean nuclear bombs." Mikkelsen and Tang Ji walked together in the cafeteria in the Lost Mountain base. Compared with the previous lively scene, it is now a bit deserted.

Although the electromagnetic interference force field generator developed by the military can effectively prevent space positioning, making it impossible for space movers such as Dimension Gate and Wang Zhengdao to directly raid a certain area, as the war expands and nuclear weapons gradually become the norm, Mikkelsen still evacuated the research groups at the Lost Mountain base and split them into different research groups to prevent the industry from being too concentrated and being taken over in one pot.

"By the way, you know the difference between a dirty bomb and a clean nuclear bomb, right?" Mikkelsen joked, but Tanguy didn't laugh.

"Don't you..." Mikkelsen's voice trembled. In order to create time for Tang Ji to study, nearly ten thousand people died on the battlefield every day around the world, and hundreds of billions of assets were burned to ashes every day. .

"Your joke isn't funny, but mine is." Tang Ji just smiled: "Dirty bombs and clean nuclear bombs, do you mean fission bombs and fusion bombs? Clean nuclear bombs in the traditional sense don't exist." Well, all the fusion bombs we can make today require the fission bomb itself as the nuclear trigger to detonate, and the fission process releases neutrons anyway, producing gamma rays that cause radioactive contamination."

After listening to Tang Ji's "long speech", Mikkelsen took out a tree of life from his arms and lit it slowly. His heart was very complicated, but there must be a sense of accomplishment in it. He didn't speak for a long time, just smoking quietly , and then went on to ask: "So what exactly is a nuclear explosion?"

"There are four fundamental forces in the universe, strong force, weak force, electromagnetic force, and gravitation. Among them, the strong force is the force inside the nucleus of matter, and it is the force that makes protons and neutrons combine into atomic nuclei. The atomic nuclei are very tightly combined. Forcibly splitting and becoming smaller, or forcibly merging and merging into larger-mass nuclei will lose mass.” After Tang Ji thought briefly, he said what he had just learned: “According to the mass-energy equation, the lost mass will be That translates into a huge release of energy, which is a nuclear explosion."

"You've already learned it!" Mikkelsen was so excited that he couldn't even bother to smoke: "Then what are we waiting for, give those nuclear bombs your magic power, Tang Ji, you don't want to kill me at once. All players!"

"I still can't understand why the lost mass turns into energy." Tang Ji shook his head, and the sudden look on his face made Mikkelsen even think that he saw Wu Qianying.

And hearing his words, Mikkelsen went crazy, "Are you going to see the four fundamental forces from the mass-energy equation all the way to engage in theoretical physics?"

"It's coming soon." Tang Ji comforted Mikkelsen, and walked back to the direction of the laboratory, intending to continue reading.
　I'm sorry, the update didn't catch up with the time. It's weird today. I started typing at eight o'clock, and finished writing the first 2000 characters before ten o'clock.

　　Then I suddenly felt that the computer fan was very loud. I was sure that the sound had not changed from before, but my attention was always drawn to it, and I would worry out of thin air that it would break and fly out.

　　In short, it is all kinds of discomfort. To use a more vivid metaphor, it is rainy and windy when you open an umbrella. I always worry about the feeling of heart palpitations when the umbrella is blown over by the wind. In short, it feels very bad.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)