I made up myths in America

Chapter 28 Art is explosion
Generally speaking, a medium-sized military base with frequent flight missions like Harrisburg Air Force Base has a fuel reserve of about 5000 to 15000 tons.

At first glance, this number may not seem like a lot.

But it can be understood by changing the metaphor.

Together they are the size of about two hundred tank trains.

And when something of this magnitude comes together, no matter what it is, it is enough to create an overwhelming momentum.

In a military building not far from the oil storage warehouse, several soldiers on duty were listening to their colleagues' vivid description of the battle that had just taken place in the laboratory, and how the Indian witch and the female swordsman from the investigation team fought back and forth.

Suddenly, they heard some strange noises.

The noise was rumbling, as if some huge creature was wriggling, or some monster was growling.

"what sound?"

"Didn't they say that the Indian witch had been driven away?!"

The soldiers became nervous, came to the window with their guns, leaned over and looked carefully in the direction where the sound came from.

Although it was already past ten o'clock in the evening, with the help of the still bright moonlight in the sky and the flashlights in their hands, they were still able to see clearly what was making the huge and strange noise.

It was a huge behemoth made up of tens of thousands of tons of water, no, it should be tens of thousands of tons of aviation kerosene.

In the dark night, if you don’t look carefully, you might even think it is a giant white dragon that only appears in myths and legends.

"This this"

Four soldiers on duty stood by the window, staring at the scene with wide eyes. They felt their heartbeats were incredibly fast and adrenaline was secreted rapidly.

They watched helplessly as the "white dragon" rolled forward with a ferocious and violent attitude, brushing past the building they were in. Cold sweat broke out on their backs, and their muscles were stiff and uncontrollable.

It was not until the pungent smell of fuel had almost faded that they all seemed to wake up from a dream, looked at each other and said:

"Quick, go sound the alarm."

O(≧▽≦)O

In fact, with such a big commotion, the investigation team knew about it without the soldiers raising the alarm.

They were just cheering and high-fiving to celebrate their female swordsman defeating the witch.

Now, everyone was staring at the huge behemoth made up of tens of thousands of tons of aviation kerosene on the surveillance screen with stiff expressions, and their mood plummeted.

"This is too much of a rip-off. It's fine if they can control water, but now they can even control fuel. They don't even have the same molecular structure."

A female team member's sharp complaint expressed the thoughts of most people.

Everyone nodded in agreement and turned their gaze to their backbone, George Gently.

After all, in their impression, this team leader always seems to prepare multiple plans in advance, so maybe he had thought of this a long time ago.

Sorry to disappoint you, but there really isn't one this time.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, George Gently sighed helplessly and ordered:

"Everyone retreat immediately, including you, Christine!!"

As he spoke, George Gently glared at Christine, who seemed eager to stand up and continue to be a hero, and did not give her the opportunity.

Whether for public or private reasons, he would not allow their investigation team's only treasure to continue taking risks.

"Yes."

After all, these were elite personnel transferred from various departments. After receiving clear instructions, the members of the investigation team quickly recovered and began to carry out George Gently's orders in an orderly manner. For example, these were old professors who were national treasures and needed to be sent away immediately.

The drone groups equipped with liquid nitrogen weapons that were previously prepared to be used against witches were also launched into the air under the control of the soldiers.

And the most important point.

Go notify the damn international airport next to Harrisburg Air Force Base and have them evacuate the passengers immediately.

Yes, although long before planning to transport Luke Duncan's body to this military base, George Gently had already sent someone to notify Delta Airlines to temporarily close the international airport for a few days.

But sometimes, it is really difficult for normal people to understand the thought processes of those capitalists.

They would rather take greater risks than shut down the airport, and instead claim that the investigation team has no right to interfere with the specific operations of their company.

"Team Leader, there are simply too many passengers at Harrisburg International Airport to evacuate them all. Many people witnessed our helicopter transporting Luke Duncan's body here and came here to watch. I heard they even paid a hefty ticket fee to the airport."

Soon, a member of the investigation team brought the latest news from the airport and answered George Gently's doubts.

Well, no wonder he couldn't get rich, those damn vampires really knew how to seize the opportunity to make money better than anyone else.

"Hey everyone, good evening, welcome to Funny Ronnie's live studio."

"I've arrived at Harrisburg International Airport. Yes, right next to the Air Force base where everyone's favorite gray giant was transported. Here, I'll continue to bring you the most exciting and explosive news."

At the same time, Harrisburg International Airport, which is only the third busiest airport in Pennsylvania, was so crowded today that people were packed.

Many of them are street influencers or YouTubers like Ronnie, who benefited from the huge traffic bonus from the last wave of live broadcasts of the Super War in downtown Philadelphia.

So even though they knew it might be dangerous, a group of internet celebrities and video bloggers still rushed over.

And they all paid the sky-high ticket fees asked by the airport without saying a word of objection.

After all, this amount of money is nothing compared to the profits they are about to get.

Harrisburg International Airport has such a great location.

Because of its powerful connections, it even shares airport facilities with Harrisburg Air Force Base. You can imagine how close the two are.

This is simply the perfect location for live streaming.

They don't have to actually take the risk of entering a military base, but they still have enough gimmicks to attract a large number of viewers to their live broadcast room.

Even some bloggers like Ronnie, who really wanted to become famous through this live broadcast, spent a lot of money to bribe the airport staff and came to the tallest facility nearby - the airport tower.

This is the command center of the airport, responsible for directing air traffic, managing ground traffic, and transmitting weather information. . . .

But all this is unimportant in front of the green Franklin.

Ronnie easily got an excellent observation position here, and with his money, the staff kindly shone a searchlight for him towards the place where the loud noise came from the military base.

Then, they saw an incredible scene.

A massive white wave was rampaging through the military base, while in the sky, hundreds of drones were firing some kind of freezing weapon at it.

When the white waves rose up and tried to extinguish the drones, it was as if a giant dragon raised its head and stared at them in the night.

Ronnie: o(Д)っ!
This damn oppressive feeling!
Such a huge body!!
At this moment, no matter what others think, Ronnie is really panicked.

　I'm stuck on a writer's block today and have been revising my work, so I'm writing slowly. I'm still coding the next chapter, so please wait a moment.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)