A Million Possible

"Om..."

The silver-gray fighter was walking through the thin mist, and Cheng Lin looked down at the ground through the window next to the seat.

The altitude of the fighter plane is not high, but not low. At this altitude, no ground plants can touch. Of course, this is the premise that the "plant hegemon" in the universe did not penetrate the branches here.

The ground has almost returned to the primitive age, and there are wild grasses and trees in the outskirts, and almost nothing else can be seen.

Only when passing through the city, will I be attracted by the dots of light, and then through the dim light, I can see those tall buildings that have either collapsed or survived.

Lifting his head and raising his eyes, one can see the dim and bleak sky. The sun seems to be partially blocked, so that even in the daytime, it looks a little dim.

The place they are going to is the satellite launch center in the desert, which is also the site chosen this time. The reason for choosing this place is mainly because there are very few plants in the desert, the degree of alienation is very low, and there is almost no harm there.

In the roar.

I don't know how long it took, and the plane began to circle and descend.

The fighter jets had very low requirements on the runway conditions. They landed directly on a square attached to the launch center. Cheng Lin glanced around and found that there were still many planes parked here.

"Let's go."

Shen Shanjing jumped down and said to him, after stepping forward, he approached the building standing in the desert. It was brightly lit, and when viewed from the sky, it looked like a torch or a lighthouse in the harbor, guiding the route.

This launch center is also the most special place in this barren, barren land nearby.

Cheng Lin followed, quickly checked his identity and entered.

As soon as he entered the circular main building, he felt a nervous, depressed restlessness rushing toward his face, even he couldn't help straightening his waist instinctively.

The entrance is a hall with bright lights, and the entire space lit by the white light above is in sharp contrast with the obscurity outside.

There are many people in various uniforms coming and going in the hall. There are men and women, all walking in a hurry. Some people are walking and communicating with other departments with special communicators. The air is full of unknown sources. The ticking sound.

"Da da……"

Walking on the marble floor reflecting the lights, Cheng Lin looked around, and some people looked at him, but people seemed to be in a hurry, and no one stopped to ask.

"here."

Shen Shanjing whispered something. Cheng Lin looked to the front and saw a slowly, automatically opening metal door. Behind it was a brightly lit corridor. A young woman in a uniform similar to a lapel stood by the door. Watching them quietly.

Cheng Lin paused in his footsteps, and there was a momentary pause in the eyes of the other party.

Liang Jing.

This woman is surprisingly Liang Jing from the next division. However, at this moment, she is not a capable haircut, but a long hair shawl. She looks a lot softer, and the fluctuations on her body are not strong. At most the second rank, it may be Less than.

Liang Jing inspected Xia Cheng Lin and vaguely noticed that this young man's eyes were a little strange. Could it be that he had seen him before? Liang Jing recalled carefully and confirmed that he did not know the other party.

"How is the situation?" Shen Shanjing's question brought her thoughts back.

"The people are all here, you are the only one left." Liang Jing nodded, and then hesitated, "Is this the new member you are talking about?"

"Yes," a smile appeared on Shen Shanjing's sometimes simple face, "how is it? Surprised, isn't it?"

Liang Jing said without concealing: "I have been promoted to the fifth rank so quickly...We are more than surprised, you know, "he" has just reached the fifth rank!"

he?

Cheng Lin tasted this pronoun, and he couldn't imagine that it should be Shi Shengcun.

"Okay, let's go quickly, we are running out of time." Shen Shanjing politely said, the ease on his face became solemn again.

Liang Jing nodded and immediately led the two into the corridor, and finally came to a room.

As soon as he opened the door, more than a dozen eyes swept over. Cheng Lin squinted his eyes, followed one gaze keenly, and immediately saw the person he expected.

Shi Shengcun did not wear the retro-style outfits that followed, but a uniform similar to Liang Jing. His hairstyle did not change much. It was separated flatly. There was a pair of thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, but the lenses were almost transparent. Doesn't exist, as if to see through people's hearts.

"You are finally here!"

The younger Shi Shengcun stood up. At this time, he was not as calm as he was two years later, and his tone and movement had a hint of anxiety that matched his age and atmosphere.

"You are... Cheng Lin?" After greeting, Shi Shengcun walked straight to the front and stretched out a dry right hand.

Cheng Lin hesitated and shook his hand, and immediately he felt a vague wave spreading over. He did not resist, but was calm. After a while, he saw the latter exhale, his eyes clear: "Welcome, welcome. join us!"

"thanks."

Cheng Lin smiled, and then Liang Jing began to introduce him to other people.

Not surprisingly, he found a lot of familiar faces in it, many of them were chief executives of major places in the future. He remembered that he had heard people say that the earliest chiefs of various places were appointed from Beijing. of.

In other words, they should be members of the same power bureau, and Li Yang, the future "Southwest Guard" who just met not long ago, is also among them.

After introduction, he learned that there were a total of fifteen people in the operation. Among them, Shi Shengcun and him were both in the fifth rank, four in the fourth rank, six in the third rank, and two in the second rank.

Cheng Lin noticed that the reason there are two second ranks is not that the other third ranks are not found, but that their two abilities are rather special and may be helpful to the action. One of the second ranks is the same as him. It came up by filling out the application form, and the remaining thirteen people were all members of the original "superpower bureau".

"Okay, time is running out. Everyone knows what happened before they came here. I won't say more here. Now that there is a crowd, let's take a look at the details of the action, Liang Jing..."

Shi Shengcun turned to Liang Jing standing aside, this time she was not in the team.

The latter nodded solemnly, and came to the big screen in the room. With a little manipulation, a dynamic picture appeared on the screen, which was a picture of the "Plant Overlord" and the earth being simultaneously observed from space.

There are dense numbers in the corners beating constantly.

"Look, everyone, this is the real-time picture we get through satellite."

The lights in the room were turned off, Cheng Lin and the others' faces were illuminated by the screen backlight, and everyone looked at them intently.

I saw that in the gloomy Universe, the group of plants seemed to have expanded a lot more than before, especially when it faced the earth, it gave birth to countless seaweed-like faints, the tip of which had penetrated into the atmosphere, slowly dancing.

"It"'s rhizomes and leaves emit a misty blue light, which is extremely eye-catching in the dark Universe background.

"As you can see, part of its roots have entered the atmosphere and continue to grow. According to calculations, according to the current situation, it will touch the surface of the earth and entangle with the ground plants in at most ten days. ', produce uncontrollable consequences...

We have very little time left. We must reserve enough time for mankind to arrange other plans... Therefore, according to the Interim National Convention of the United Nations, the ‘deep space’ project will begin in eight hours!

We, the Federation, and the Soviet Union will each send a team of Awakeners to enter space through a carrier rocket, land on the surface of the plant hegemon, and carry a warhead of 10 million tons equivalent level into it and detonate it! "

Ten million tons level!

Hearing this number, Rao Cheng Lin was slightly discolored.

As far as he knows, most of the major countries currently produce 300,000 tons, and 10 million tons... This level, the effective killing radius can reach 15 kilometers... Of course, this time the situation is special, because space cannot form shock waves. , It can only rely on light radiation to kill.

In silence, Liang Jing stood in front of the screen and began to explain the process carefully.

Looking at the flashing illustration, Cheng Lin suddenly felt a little trance, and was infected by the surrounding atmosphere. For a moment, he almost forgot that it was just a deduction.

"To sum up, your task is to carry the warhead into the depths of its body, get as close as possible to the'white hole' and wait for it to detonate. As for this warhead, many blockades and insurances have been temporarily lifted... Oh, normal warhead safety The grade is very high and it is not easy to detonate. This one has been specially treated."After a pause, Liang Jing put away the electro-optical pen, and the information on the screen reached the end.

"I will send you spacesuits and equipment suitable for you later. The rest of the time... I will leave you to get acquainted with each other." After speaking, Liang Jing turned off the computer and walked down to see Shi Shengcun nodding gently at her. , And then left in silence.

When the door of the room closed, the fifteen people fell silent in unison.

I was still laughing and joking before, but at this meeting, it was really hard to talk and laugh.

Eight hours...

Cheng Lin noticed that Shen Shanjing looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist.

For everyone except him, there are only eight hours left on Earth. Considering the danger in space, perhaps, their lives are only the last less than ten hours left.

"How is it? Do you regret it? This is a real game."

In the silence, Shen Shanjing seemed to have noticed Cheng Lin's gaze. The northern man covered his watch with his sleeve, moved his chair to the side of Cheng Lin, and asked in a low voice.

Cheng Lin smiled silently, and his eyes blinked: "If I say I regret it, will I still have time to quit?"

"..." Shen Shanjing stared at him earnestly for a long time, and sighed in wonder, "Are you not scared at all?"

He was pretty sure that he didn't see any fear in the eyes of the teenager beside him. On the contrary, he seemed to be calmer than everyone present. Such calmness is usually a precious character.

But right now, facing the last eight hours of his life, Cheng Lin's calm inexplicably made Shen Shanjing a little scared.

"What about you? Are you afraid?" Cheng Lin saw that some of the team members took out the cigarettes and started to smoke, and then inspired others to make similar actions. Soon, the space was filled with light blue smoke. It seems to be reflected in the fog outside.

Shen Shanjing didn’t say a word. He took two cigarettes from Li Yang’s hand and handed them to Cheng Lin, thinking for a while, as if remembering something hehe smiled and took them back, and then slowly pattered and lit the fire. The trembling voice said: "Fear, is it useful?"

Cheng Lin shook his head.

When Shen Shanjing heard this, he took a sigh of relief, and saw a piece of gray soot stand up suddenly between his fingers, and then fell one after another.

The man held the cigarette butt with sparks and residual warmth in his palm with his generous right hand, feeling the hot and tingling pain from his skin, his eyes became a little deep and he didn't answer anything.

At this time, the door opened, and someone brought in boxes one by one, with their names written on them with a carbon pen.

Li Yang, who was leaning against the wall, gave a hey, glanced at the spacesuit in the box, threw the remaining half of the thin cigarette on the ground, stepped on his foot, and laughed at himself:

"Brothers, it's time to change into mourning clothes."

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