Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship
Chapter 486: The Scroll
"OMG!"
Although they were psychologically prepared, several people couldn't help but exclaim at this moment.
They are all standing in the equipment room at the moment. From the equipment room, they can see the outline of a small missile. At the same time, they know that the missile is empty, with only one shell, and the most critical warhead is not inside.
The reason they know so well is because the warhead is next to them!
Not just warheads, but fuel as well.
Only when it needs to be launched, the warhead will be installed and fuel injected. This is done to prevent accidents to the greatest extent.
At this moment, except for Zhao Cheng, everyone felt a terrible sense of destruction from the warhead. Although they knew that if nothing happened, the warhead would not explode, but the feeling of terror in their hearts still existed.
It wasn't their hearts that keenly felt the destructive power in the warhead, but their cognition, their common sense, told them this.
"You said, is there any possibility of launching this missile?!"
Jewat, who was part of the quartet, said, his voice trembling a little when he said this.
As a local tycoon who sells oil at home, there are not many things he hasn't played with in the first half of his life, and the part he hasn't played with naturally includes things like missiles.
This is not a matter of money. A large-scale missile costs about 100 million yuan. If you can buy it, you can't afford it.
The most critical problem is that you can't buy it.
Even if you buy it, you dare not launch it.
At the moment, Jewat also has a mustache.
But this kind of thing belongs to the kind that makes people's hearts surge when they think about it.
"The technology of country d is still very good, um, as long as a little debugging, the launch is not a problem."
In the end, it was Zhao Cheng who spoke.
"I happen to know a little bit about this technology, do you want to experience it?!"
"As long as the parameters are adjusted, the missile can be exploded in the air without any impact on the surface."
Zhao Cheng said in an unhurried manner, the tone was like asking what to eat for dinner later.
But when the other four heard this, they looked at Zhao Cheng with different eyes.
You can even do this? !
Facing everyone's gaze, Zhao Cheng was calm and said, "As a qualified treasure digger, it's reasonable for me to know a little bit of missile launching technology."
"Everyone should have dabbled in this aspect of knowledge when collecting information before!"
Zhao Cheng's words are true, dabbling with them is of course dabbling, but the matter of launching missiles, I have seen it, and the meeting, is that a concept? !
"Zhao, I always feel that you are like a character in a cartoon, as if you know everything and know a little bit about everything."
Susan was amazed, apparently Zhao Cheng's reason convinced her.
It's not that Zhao Cheng used the power to change people's hearts, but that Zhao Cheng's previous erudition has been deeply rooted in people's hearts. After thinking about it, it doesn't seem to be a big problem to be able to launch missiles.
"I'm a little skeptical. If there is a spaceship in front of us, Zhao, would you say you can fly it?"
Jawat murmured.
"Well, if it is produced by the earth, you can try it. There is no guarantee for the spaceship of aliens."
Zhao Cheng responded.
As soon as this remark came out, everyone immediately laughed. They only felt that Zhao Cheng was humorous.
In fact, he was telling the truth.
It is a pity that in this era, many times, the truth is often not convincing.
After that, everyone naturally rejected Zhao Cheng's proposal, mainly because launching missiles was a bit too exciting.
Therefore, even though Zhao Cheng vowed that the data could be adjusted without any accidents, the group of four still shook their heads.
Are they afraid of accidents? !
They were worried about being approached by the international police.
At the same time, they also had a new understanding of Zhao Cheng's courage, because they felt that Zhao Cheng seemed to be serious, not joking.
After that, a group of people visited the missile silo, then turned around and started a carpet search of other rooms.
And the result is naturally not bad. All kinds of guns add up to more than 400 pieces, with more than 200,000 bullets. In addition, there are more than 300 rockets, and more than 3,000 landmines. pieces.
This is because some of them were taken away when we evacuated. The rest, presumably because of the urgent time, there was no time to take them away, and I thought I would come back and transport them away in the future.
Unfortunately, in the end, this whole place was forgotten.
Very few people know this strategically top-secret information. As for the soldiers serving here, many of them don't even know where they are.
And these things, according to international regulations, belong to treasure diggers like Zhao Cheng, even including missile heads.
The reason why there is such a regulation is that when the law was enacted, no one thought that someone would actually be able to dig out the missile head.
As for things like guns and bombs, there is no taboo in this place overseas, and many people legally hold guns.
Zhao Cheng didn't pay much attention to these toys.
On the contrary, in an office-like room, a sheepskin painting was removed from the wall. The content of the painting was somewhat abstract, and there was still some artistic value, but in the eyes of knowledgeable people, this leather painting was It has a history of more than 100 years, and it has some value, but not much value.
"Zhao, are you interested in this?!"
Susan noticed Zhao Cheng's actions. In fact, she, and even several of her partners, were full of curiosity about Zhao Cheng, and felt that Zhao Cheng seemed to have infinite mystery.
Although in the treasure-digging world, Zhao Cheng's current identity is a legendary figure in itself, but after real contact, they all feel that those rumors are too conservative.
"This painting should be the work of the Gypsies. They maintain traditional customs in many places. They especially like to use parchment scrolls as paper. The style of painting is also biased towards stream of consciousness."
"If you like it, this painting will be given to you."
Susan said that she is also a very knowledgeable person, and her appreciation ability is not low.
At this moment, the contents of the picture scroll in her eyes are in a distorted form, a lot of red and black paints are used, and some things in it are distorted, giving people a sense of horror, but if you look closely , and there will be a very strange, indescribable sense of excitement.
As for what she said, it was given to Zhao Cheng, but according to the previous agreement, Zhao Chengzhi was responsible for bringing it in. It was a fixed reward and would not participate in the distribution of the treasure after it was dug.
"What interests me is not the painting, but the things in the painting."
Zhao Cheng said, while he was speaking, the sheepskin scroll had been uncovered by him. Inside, there was actually a universe inside. Inside the thick sheepskin scroll, there was actually a thinner sheepskin scroll with a more ancient texture. .
On it, there are strange silver symbols and some outlines that seem to be drawn randomly.
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