Super Black Technology

Iran. No man's land desert, FC-108 underground military base.

The huge alarm sounded crazily. This was not an electronic alarm, but an alarm bell. Because the entire base has been paralyzed, all electronic systems and network systems have lost their function.

The silo is finished, the missiles in the warehouse are finished, and more than 50 purchased Russian fighter jets are also finished...

"Close the base quickly, the missile is about to fall, the missile is about to fall!"

The commander yelled in panic, but what answered him was the desperate voice of his subordinates:

"The control system of the gate has failed, and the gate cannot be closed!"

"Manually! Use manpower! Use all methods, hurry up! The missile is about to fall!" The commander jumped in anger, still trying to avoid the imminent killing.

However, none of his men moved. Nima, this is the Iron Gate, not a closed door.

"Sir, it will take more than an hour to manually close the gate!"

As soon as these words came out, the battle hall was instantly silent, and endless despair enveloped everyone present.

This base launched 25 missiles, all of which were aimed at Israel, an ally of the United States, and then never expected that the missiles launched by its own base would end up on its own base.

At this moment, everyone already knows. In 17 seconds, the 25 missiles they fired would come down.

At the gate of the base, a man with the rank of second lieutenant was also yelling.

"Run, hurry! Quick! Clerical ladies first!"

"If you can run one is one, hurry up! Run!"

An Iranian woman frantically rushed out the door, while other male soldiers watched this scene motionless, with despair in their eyes. They didn't fight for the chance to escape, not because they didn't want to, but because they didn't dare.

At the gate, lay the corpses of three male soldiers, one of whom was a major.

He was personally shot dead by the second lieutenant who maintained the escape route.

Even the major dared to shoot to death, who would dare to send him to death. Anyway, I'm going to die, it's better to earn a good reputation, at least the country will give an explanation to my family in the future.

"Death is coming!"

A middle-aged soldier took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it on his own.

At this moment, above the sky.

Twenty-five powerful missiles had risen to the top, the momentum was exhausted, and under the force of gravity, it began to reverse. Falling from a height with a gravitational acceleration of 10 m/s^2.

Faster and faster, faster and faster...

Those warheads filled with high explosives, like a sickle of death, began to swing down from the sky...

Who can stop it? Who can stop it? !

No, nothing can stop now! If it is normal, the neighboring military regions may still be able to launch anti-missile missiles to shoot them down, but now two-thirds of the entire Iranian territory has fallen...

Who can save this disaster?

No!

...

The countdown to death begins!

17 seconds! 16 seconds! 15 seconds……

At this moment, the US Department of Defense.

There was thunderous applause in the huge military hall, and the commanders of the army, sea and air forces were in high spirits.

"Tell them to provoke the United States, this is the price!"

"We did not accidentally injure civilians this time, they are all Iranian soldiers!"

"Even if there is an accidental injury, it's none of our business, they are blowing themselves up!"

At this moment, the State Dining Room of the White House.

All the predators of the Watermelon Alliance have received a message from the federal military:

The test was a perfect success! Gentlemen, rejoice! The Federation and the Watermelon Alliance have really mastered the supreme weapon!

Seeing this news, all the predators showed unconcealable smiles on their faces.

Praise be to you, our internet god! Praise you, our capital god! Whoever dares to hurt you in the future will be an enemy of our entire Watermelon Alliance!

Seeing the smiles of the big shots, the many beautiful female stars in the state banquet hall were a little confused. What are they laughing at, are they happy that the legendary little child prodigy is coming in?

At this time, Mr. Bill Gates, who was also in the State Banquet Hall, understood. At this moment, endless luck flooded his heart. His own Microsoft group finally escaped, and will not be treated as a cake by the terrifying Watermelon Alliance.

It's dangerous, it's dangerous!

...

Countdown to death!

10, 9, 8, 7...

In the entire FC secret base, everyone looked up, at the blue sky, at the dead medium-range missiles.

"Farewell, my mother, my daughter, may you always be safe!"

"O Almighty God, give me a good judgment!"

With infinite nostalgia for life, a soldier closed his eyes.

3!

2!

1!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

what's the situation? Why is it "咚咚咚", shouldn't it be "Boom Boom Boom"?

Are we already dead, and the servants of Allah beat the drum of welcome to us again?

Obviously, the soldiers think too much!

After a long time, a sergeant boldly opened his eyes, and within his eyes was still the familiar military base. Beside him, his companions were standing intact.

what happened? What happened? The sergeant didn't understand.

At this time, a female soldier who did not run out also opened her eyes, feeling that she was still alive, she cried with joy:

"My God, by Allah, I'm not dead, I'm not dead!"

"God, I'm not dead, I'm still alive!"

Not long after, all the soldiers in the base opened their eyes one after another.

We're not dead, we're all not dead! What about the missiles, what about the 25 missiles that fell into the base?

All the soldiers searched for the dead missiles one after another, and after a while, they found the traces of the missiles.

However, one after another, terrifying missiles are lying around the silos of 25 aircraft. The huge gravitational potential caused some scratches on the surface of all the missile warheads, but fortunately, none of them exploded!

Three of the missiles actually penetrated into the silo, and half of the missiles were still stuck outside...

Didn't explode! Not a single missile exploded!

At this moment, all the soldiers jumped up happily.

Praise Iran! The quality of our country's military products is top-notch.

Praise Russia! Although the missiles you made look black and not slick, they are rough and thick, and they didn't explode when they fell from a high altitude.

"Tap Tat Tat!"

At this time, the commander of the base hurried here with a group of senior technicians. Seeing this scene, the commander waved his hand, and many technicians rushed forward to check their missiles.

No one is afraid! Because, this is a medium-range missile, and it's not a firecracker of a child's family. It will explode sooner than later!

10 minutes, 20 minutes...

In the attention of everyone, the technician's inspection finally had the result.

"Report: Stage 2 Fuel Tank Ignition System Failed!"

"Report: The missile fuze system is disabled and the warhead cannot be detonated!"

As soon as the result came out, the commander fell silent for an instant. The base officers looked at me and I looked at you, but they couldn't say anything.

Should everyone cry? Should I still laugh?

Maybe it's better not to laugh or cry!