NOVEL NEXT Chapter 57
In the distant past, humans were able to dominate this planet not because of their physical strength or superpowers, but because they had the wisdom to invent and create.
After entering the modern society, industrial civilization has driven human military strength to a new level, and the emergence of long-range intercontinental missiles has enabled human armies to launch fierce strikes against countries on the other side of the ocean from tens of thousands of kilometers away.
If it weren't for the suddenness of the incident this time, all major cities across the country were attacked by zombies, and even the military bases stationed outside the city were also attacked by zombies, holding back the main force of the army, the army would have already used missiles to sweep the ground and wipe out the zombies that invaded the city.
Now that the crisis has been lifted from the military bases in various localities, support has finally arrived!
When a Scud missile was the first to fall from a near-ground orbit, the warhead loaded with nearly a kilogram of concentrated explosives exploded immediately.
The sound of "boom !!"
was deafening.
The fire is blinding.
The powerful explosion wave encompassed all the monsters within a radius of 200 meters, whether it was a second-order elite triangular monster or a first-order elite licker, all of them were destroyed in the explosion.
Even a third-order elite tyrant would not have the slightest chance of surviving under such a terrifying missile strike!
In addition, the aftermath of the explosion also spread outward, and within a radius of 500 meters, the glass windows of houses and vehicles were all shattered into glass slag.
The scorching heat turned into a strong wind force, blowing monsters such as small zombie rats into the sky, and then fell to the ground like a rain of meat residue, and the flesh was blurred.
This scene is just the tip of the iceberg in the entire Magic City area.
As all kinds of short-range missiles and medium-range missiles appeared one after another, piercing explosions came and went, and the large number of zombie monsters on the streets decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Looking at the countless zombie monsters buried in the missile rain from a distance, Yang Ming suddenly shuddered.
In
the early stage of the apocalyptic game, the army still controls such a powerful force that it is enough to sweep away a large number of zombies and gain a firm foothold in the apocalypse.
Perhaps because of the devastating effect of the zombie wave on the city, or perhaps because of the blame for not doing its job, the army's missile offensive continued until dawn.
Heavy missile strikes for hours in a row, it is not known how many stocks were consumed.
But one thing, one thing is certain.
When the last missile was dropped on the outskirts of the city, this battle to defend the magic capital finally came to an end.
The sky is white, and the sun is rising in the east.
The gunpowder smoke that permeated the entire Demon City gradually dissipated outward, and the Demon Capital that fell into the eyes of the world underwent earth-shaking changes.
The former magic capital is the crystallization of modern civilization, full of brilliant high-rise buildings, and the road with motors is endless.
Now, all you can see is the wreckage of buildings from the aftermath of the war, how many high-rise buildings have been flattened by missile bombardment, and the streets are full of charred scrap metal and emitting a pungent smell of smoke.
According to the statistics of the human survivors, one-fifth of the area of the magic city needs to be rebuilt, and the remaining areas need to be replanned.
The rain of missiles wiped out a large number of monsters, which does not mean the end of the war.
The army organized soldiers and volunteers and began to enter the magic capital in batches.
Their tasks are heavy and arduous, as they need to collect treasure chests left behind by monsters when they die, clear roadblocks and building debris from traffic arteries, and kill the remaining monsters in the city.
Naturally, the military is responsible for handling these matters.
Under the organizational structure of concentrating forces on big things, the efficiency of the army is extraordinarily amazing.
General Z greeted Yang Ming warmly, and ordered people to keep pushing out carts full of food from the shelter.
The army has collected a lot of resources, and naturally it has built a high-level kitchen, and these delicacies are all with special attributes.
【Delicious Fresh Meat Bun】: After eating, within 24 hours, the physical exertion will be reduced by 30%.
[Delicious and refreshing fritters]: After eating, within 24 hours, the physical recovery will be accelerated by 30%.
[Delicious and delicious soy milk]: After eating, within 24 hours, the upper limit of mental power will increase by 30%.
【Delicious and smooth fried noodles】: After consumption, within 24 hours, the meditation effect will be increased by 30%.
In the face of General Z's warm hospitality, Yang Ming naturally would not be polite to him.
He was already hungry after a busy night, and unceremoniously stuffed these delicacies into his mouth.
I have to say that compared to things like zombie rats and zombie cats, Yang Ming is still inclined to human food, not only will he not feel psychologically uncomfortable, but he can also obtain the special effects attached to these foods, which is simply killing two birds with one stone.
Yang Ming used the dragon's claws as chopsticks, picked up several fritters and threw them into his mouth.
The dough is fried golden and crispy, with a rich oily flavor, and when you bite into it, you can feel the rich taste inside, as if you suddenly filled your heart with happiness, and instantly dispelled the tiredness of the night.
The soy milk is finely ground and filtered with an abrasive cloth, leaving a slurry with a bean aroma that can be felt as smooth as silk when you take a sip.
Yang Ming felt that he was about to change careers to become a food broadcaster.
He wasn't a foodie originally, but the food cooked in the high-end kitchen was really good!
People couldn't stop talking at all!
Watching the Abyss Dragon King eat a cart of food into his stomach, there was no obvious bulging in his abdomen, and the corners of General Z's mouth twitched slightly.
Now, we have to eat all the food for a thousand people, right?
Of course, General Z naturally doesn't have a small belly and chicken intestines, and he cares about these foods.
After Yang Ming's family had enjoyed breakfast, General Z ordered someone to carry the collected treasure chests, pointed to the mountain of treasure chests on the ground, and said,
"Your Excellency the Dragon King, if you hadn't stepped forward this time, the Demon Capital Shelter would have been overwhelmed by the zombie tide when the ammunition and food were exhausted.
"In fact, after this zombie wave, at least eighty percent of the country's counties and towns have been destroyed, and thirty percent of cities have been slaughtered by the zombie tide.
"In order to thank His Excellency the Dragon King for his help, half of the treasure chests left behind after the Great War will be used as a reward for your contributions, and I hope you are satisfied.
Everyone gasped as they looked at the treasure chests that filled the square outside the shelter.
It's definitely a big deal!