Courtyard House: A Major Power's Heavy Industry, Hand-Crafted Nuclear Fusion

504 Base Forward Command Post.

The world outside the window has disappeared. In its place is a yellow, earthen wall that stretches to the sky.

A fierce wind whipped up sand and gravel, relentlessly grinding against the dilapidated concrete building like countless files. The glass windows trembled, and the corrugated iron roof groaned.

Visibility was less than ten meters.

Even if you shout at someone face-to-face, you have to yell to be heard.

"No! Absolutely not!"

Meteorologist Chen's hair was all ruffled by the wind, but he still clung tightly to General Zhang's sleeve. "Sir! The wind speed has exceeded level eight! And it's still increasing! The static voltage in the air is off the charts! If we detonate now, the detonation circuit might be damaged by static electricity, causing an accidental explosion!"

The words "accidental bombing" were like a bucket of ice water, extinguishing the enthusiasm of everyone in the command post.

General Zhang's face turned ashen.

Looking out the window at the apocalyptic scene, he felt a mix of emotions.

"Where is Su Zheng? Where is Su Zheng?"

"Dean Su went to the base of the tower!"

"What?!" General Zhang exclaimed in shock. "What is he doing there? Is he out of his mind?!"

……

Under the detonation tower.

The wind was so strong that it was hard to stand.

Su Zheng, wearing a thick coat and goggles, tied himself to a steel pillar.

He's not going crazy.

He was "listening".

[Eye of Truth, Atmospheric Mode: Full Power On.]

[Air pressure: 980 hPa, decreasing.]

[Wind speed: 28 m/s, rising.]

Cloud thickness: 3000 meters...

In his view, the endless yellow sand was no longer a chaotic mess, but had transformed into clear, flowing lines.

He can see the direction of airflow, the convergence of hot and cold air, and the rapidly moving low-pressure center.

"Dean Su! Go back quickly!"

Guard Xiao Wang clung to Su Zheng's leg, crying out, "It's too dangerous! The tower is shaking!"

Su Zheng ignored him.

His gaze pierced through the thick sandstorm, locking onto an airspace 300 kilometers to the northwest.

There, the airflow is undergoing subtle changes.

The violent updrafts began to weaken, and downdrafts were forming.

The massive storm vortex is splitting apart due to the obstruction of the terrain.

"really……"

A smile appeared on Su Zheng's lips. Although his mouth was full of sand, he smiled happily.

"It's tired."

Su Zheng patted Xiao Wang on the shoulder, "Let's go back."

……

Back at the command post, Su Zheng hadn't even had a chance to drink some water before he was surrounded by a group of experts.

"Dean Su, this must be postponed!"

"At this rate, we'll have to wait at least three days!"

"Detonating it now is gambling! It's irresponsible towards national assets!"

Everyone was talking at once, spittle flying everywhere.

Su Zheng wiped the dirt off his face and walked to the huge weather map.

"Have you finished speaking?"

He asked casually.

The sound wasn't loud, but it had a strange penetrating power that instantly silenced the noisy command center.

"Old Chen, how long did you say the storm would last?"

"According to our observations, this low-pressure trough is very stable and will last for at least 24 hours," Old Chen said confidently.

"Wrong."

Su Zheng picked up a red pen and drew a circle on the map.

"This is the foothills of the Helan Mountains."

"When cold air hits this mountain, it creates a brief backflow."

"This backflow will tear a hole in the main storm."

Su Zheng drew an arc on the map with his hand, eventually stopping at the location of the base.

"2:50 p.m. today."

Su Zheng glanced at the clock on the wall.

"The wind will stop."

"The clouds will disperse."

"The sun will rise."

"We will have a perfect 40-minute window."

"This..." Old Chen was stunned. "Dean Su, this... this is just a theoretical speculation! Atmospheric motion is chaotic, how can it be accurate to the minute? You are..."

"Am I telling fortunes?" Su Zheng laughed. "That's right, I am telling fortunes."

He turned around and looked at General Zhang.

"Old Zhang, our 'Miss Qiu' has been hanging on the tower all night."

"If we don't detonate it, we'll have to dismantle it."

"You know what that means."

General Zhang's brows furrowed into a deep frown.

Disassembly means reversing all the high-risk steps. Explosives may crack due to temperature changes, detonators may malfunction, and accidents may even occur during disassembly.

This is even more difficult than building a new one.

"Su Zheng," General Zhang stared into Su Zheng's eyes, "how confident are you?"

"hundred percent."

Su Zheng's eyes were clear and firm, without any hesitation. "I swear on my life."

"good!"

General Zhang slammed his hand on the table.

"Pass on my orders!"

"All personnel, advance to position!"

"The detonation time remains unchanged! It's set for 3 PM!"

"Let's bet on these 40 minutes!"

……

Time passed by, second by second.

It's 1 p.m. The wind is still howling.

It's 2 PM. Visibility is still less than 20 meters.

The atmosphere in the command center was extremely tense.

Old Chen kept checking his watch, and with each check, his face grew paler.

"Dean Su... there are only 50 minutes left." Old Chen's voice was trembling. "The wind speed hasn't decreased at all."

Su was sitting in the chair with his eyes closed, as if he were sleeping.

"Don't rush."

"Let the wind blow a little longer."

2:30 PM.

The anemometer needle was still jumping wildly.

Some people have already begun to despair.

"It's over...it's really over this time..."

"Prepare to withdraw..."

Just then.

"etc!"

Ye Xinyi, who had been staring out the window, suddenly exclaimed, "Look!"

Everyone rushed to the window.

The previously chaotic yellow sky suddenly brightened a little.

Then, the wind changed.

It was no longer that piercing scream, but had turned into a low sob.

2 points.

The wind suddenly subsided.

The sand and dust in the sky seemed to lose their momentum and began to settle rapidly.

2 points.

A beam of golden sunlight, like a sharp sword, pierced through the thick clouds and shone directly on the towering detonation tower.

The red flag atop the tower, which had been shaking violently, now fluttered gracefully.

"It's stopped! The wind has really stopped!"

"The sun is coming out!"

"Amazing! Dean Su is amazing!"

The command center erupted in chaos. Old Chen stared wide-eyed at the miraculous scene outside the window, dropping his pen to the ground.

"This...this is not scientific..."

"That's science."

Su Zheng opened his eyes and stood up.

He walked to the window and looked at the iron tower bathed in sunlight.

It's like a bride waiting to be married, having washed away the dust of the journey and revealed her most beautiful face.

"Notify all units."

Su Zheng's voice remained calm.

"One hour left in the countdown."

"Prepare for detonation."

……

at the same time.

On a highway hundreds of kilometers away from the base.

A jeep is speeding by.

Several people in plainclothes were sitting in the car, but their eyes and demeanor clearly indicated that they were not ordinary people.

"Is it confirmed?"

The middle-aged man in the passenger seat asked the telegraph operator in the back seat.

"Confirmed."

The telegraph operator removed his headset, his face grim. "Base 504 just sent out the 'midnight' signal. It's at 3 PM today."

The middle-aged man glanced at the watch.

2 points.

Five minutes left.

He sighed, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one.

"Looks like we still couldn't stop them."

"Boss, should we...?" The driver made a throat-slitting gesture.

"It's too late."

The middle-aged man shook his head. "That's an atomic bomb. Not a hand grenade. At this point, no one can stop them except God."

He turned to look out the car window.

The sky to the northwest was an unusual blue.

"Stop the car."

"That's what the middle-aged man said."

"Not leaving?"

"I'm not leaving."

The middle-aged man pushed open the car door, got out, and stood on the earthen slope by the roadside.

"Let's just watch from here."

"Look at that ancient people, and see how they rose up again."

……

Base 504.

All personnel have been evacuated to the bunker.

Su Zheng stood at the front of the observation room, wearing sunglasses, his palms sweaty.

Although he has a system, the Eye of Truth, and absolute certainty.

But when the moment came, the excitement and tension that came from his very blood still made his heart race.

"One minute countdown."

The voice on the radio was devoid of any emotion, yet it made everyone's heart leap into their throats.

"60".

"59".

……

Su Zheng turned his head and glanced at Ye Xinyi beside him.

Ye Xinyi was also looking at him.

Their hands were clasped tightly together without them even realizing it.

No language is required.

At this moment, their hearts were in sync.

They knew that after that deafening roar, their names would be forever intertwined with the history of this country.

"10".

"9".

……

"3".

"2".

"1".

"Detonate!"