Under One Person, Engage in Black Technology

Chapter 88 Tension

The mountain where the underground palace was hidden has been broken, and its exterior is completely exposed.

And high in the sky, an urgently requisitioned W-135 nuclear reconnaissance aircraft was carrying out its mission.

The aircraft's equipment, including atmospheric research equipment, air collection systems, directional gamma sensors, radiation monitoring and analysis systems, and particle samplers, was operating at full capacity, but nothing was found.

After obtaining the preliminary detection results of the nuclear reconnaissance aircraft, a large number of Navy SEALs began to search for useful clues here like dumplings, but they couldn't find even a trace.

And on the helicopter hovering at the top, Sean and Malik were staring at each other.

Perhaps because the silence lasted too long, and Sean didn't want to make things awkward with his buddy, he broke the deadlock and asked, "Where's Joseph?"

Malik curled his lips and said, "It's nothing, I just got some medicine."

Then he shook his head, stared at Sean and asked, "Now, can you give me your damn recorder?"

"Forget about the board of directors. Every pizza place around the Pentagon is working overtime. You know what I mean."

Seeing that Sean didn't answer, Malik sighed, turned off his recorder, and then instructed the person in the driver's seat to turn off the portable communication and recorder.

Malik added, "Our people have tested it, and there's no fucking radiation in there."

"But judging by the size and effect of the explosion, and the conditions in that damn mountain, unconventional weapons were definitely deployed there."

"There's a fucking non-proliferation treaty for nuclear weapons, but the situation in it shows that the Chinese have created weapons that can circumvent the treaty. They can skirt the rules!"

"World tension is increasing rapidly due to this explosion!"

"You understand? From my boss to that black guy in the white house, everyone is paying attention to this. I'm really stressed!"

Sean was a little surprised, then he said, "You... want to ask this?"

Seeing that Malik didn't interrupt him, he said, "That person said...it seemed like they used some non-nuclear hydrogen bomb."

Malik took a deep breath, rubbed his face with his hands, and then said calmly: "Thank you for your cooperation, but this is not a children's channel. I don't have to say it before you say it."

"Can you be like the Peashooter and tell me everything I don't know?"

"For example, why did that Chinese guy who was demolishing a fraudulent park carry a non-nuclear hydrogen bomb with him? Why didn't he just sit on the toilet in the Forbidden City and press the launch button?"

"Why did he place it at just the right distance, without hitting any of his own men except the enemy?"

Sean raised an eyebrow and said awkwardly, "Maybe the Forbidden City restroom is too crowded? I really don't know about these things."

Malik asked helplessly, "Can you give me the recorder?"

Seeing Sean shaking his head again, Malik cursed Fake several times and then stopped talking.

After a while, Malik seemed to have calmed down, and then he said slowly, "Someone saw Iron Man in northern Myanmar. Many people, including those who were rescued."

"I thought it was a joke at first, too. Until twenty minutes ago, when the FBI and the CIA arrested Stan Lee, yes, the old man who loved to make guest appearances, from his own home."

At this point, everyone in the helicopter burst into laughter at the absurd behavior of the federal government, except Sean.

Malik suddenly understood Sean's expression and said seriously, "You'd better put the memory card in your buttocks, then use levator ani exercises to crush it, and finally release it by the Ganges. That way, no one will bother me."

"When you go back and get your butt slapped, don't tell me I taught you that."

Perhaps it was the way Malik spoke that touched his funny bone, and Sean also laughed out loud.

After laughing for a while, Sean finally calmed down, patted his friend on the shoulder, and said, "I actually watched Captain America: Civil War in advance."

Malik pursed his lips and asked, "And then? I know you need me to ask that." Sean remained silent for a long time before saying expressionlessly, "Perhaps 'Iron Man' will compromise, but 'Captain America' won't."

"Avengers should not be 'regulated'."

Sean picked up the recorder and took a closer look at it, then crushed it to pieces and used his supernatural powers to continue breaking down the residue into gas.

Then he opened the helicopter door and blew the dust into the sea.

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"Yeah, right, right, it's a non-nuclear hydrogen bomb. That's what Comrade Liu Ke said."

"Oh, okay, let me ask."

While in the car, Crested Ibis turned around and asked, "Um... uh, Neiyan asked me to ask, when did you make that non-nuclear hydrogen bomb?"

Liu Ke raised his eyebrows and replied, "It was made right away. There are no records in the lab."

After listening for a moment, Crested Ibis said, "You're saying that you, in that kind of... outdoor environment, created a non-nuclear hydrogen bomb with a controlled yield by hand?"

Liu Ke scratched his head and said, "Well, it's not rubbing with my hands. I'm an alien, and you've seen my abilities before, haven't you? I can build things."

Crested Ibis forced a smile and said, "I did report your robotic arm... I didn't know your special ability could create something like this."

Liu Ke touched his nose, smiled sheepishly, and said, "It's a bit outrageous, huh? Normally, it's impossible to do. But there's something special about it. The effect of using supernatural powers will be magnified hundreds of times."

"It's not just me, but... uh, my colleagues are all pretty amazing too."

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The camouflaged military vehicle was very fast. In less than an hour, it sent Liu Ke to the military area and landed at an unnamed train station.

When Liu Ke and the red-crowned crane entered the platform, there were already three trains with 18 carriages of almost identical design waiting there.

Red-crowned crane asked Liu Ke to pick a train at random, and everyone got on the train.

Earlier, when they were on the military vehicle, the red-crowned crane heard the rumbling in the stomach of a certain strange man named Liu, so he took him to the restaurant on the train for dinner.

Seeing that Liu Ke was tired after the meal, Zhuni sent someone to take him to a specific carriage to rest.

……

"Lao Guo!"

Hearing someone calling him, the red-crowned crane quickly turned his gaze away and stopped him with his eyes.

Then he tiptoed to his comrade, took the cigarette tiredly, put it in his mouth, and without lighting it, he kept it in his mouth for a long time to satisfy his craving.

Seeing his comrades' strange looks, he smiled, opened the window shade, looked at the scenery outside the train, glanced at his watch, and said to himself, "Ten more hours."

Seeing this, his comrades couldn't help but laugh and said, "Is it really that serious?"

The crested ibis blinked and said, "As for..."

He closed his eyes and rested for a while before saying, "I'm lucky. I caught up with Sister Ren's mess and can go in and take a look."

His comrade's eyes widened, and he finally spat at him and said, "Damn, shit luck."

(End of this chapter)