bad seeds - Chapter 19
"Liang Yingwu, you're not someone who gives up so easily!"
“Yes, I am not,” Liang Yingwu murmured.
We still have a chance!
He suddenly looked up and stared at me.
"That's too dangerous... Besides, I have no right to make that decision at all."
"You have to take this risk!" I rushed up and grabbed his shoulders. "Waiting to die isn't your style!"
When his unfocused gaze sharpened again, I knew he had made up his mind.
"Do you know why I trusted you this time, Nado?" His expression was as if he were about to face his death. "Because you're one of the top ten guys on our top-secret file!"
Chapter Ten - The Final Mission
The plan was quickly developed.
Because this was a serious overreach of authority for Liang Yingwu, he could be sentenced to life imprisonment or even death for dereliction of duty. Therefore, everything had to be carried out in complete secrecy.
The radiation exposure to Mount Hakugong will not stop, and we need to build an atomic bomb roughly equivalent to the one that exploded in Hiroshima.
A small nuclear bomb with a yield of one-tenth of the original yield was detonated next to the "nuclear" core of the "parent" nuclear warhead. After the explosion, Mount Baigong would be completely destroyed.
"An explosion of unidentified substances contained in the 'parent body' caused by prolonged exposure to high-yield radioactivity." — We've even come up with an excuse. Although it was my idea, the fact that Liang Yingwu said it makes it hard for you not to believe.
"Although I can modify the time bombs used for mountain clearing, it's not an easy task. You know, my mechanical and electronic skills are just passable. I need 24 hours, and within those 24 hours, Na Duo, I need you to do one thing."
"What?"
Liang Yingwu took out the last sheepskin scroll, which contained a detailed map of the interior of Baigong Mountain, and said:
“Because the radiation exposure to Baigong Mountain will continue, under such strong radiation, even if we wear radiation protection suits, we can only withstand it for 20 minutes. These 20 minutes include entering the cave, planting the bomb, and exiting and driving away from there. So I want you to memorize this map thoroughly within these 24 hours and be confident that you can get us to our destination within eight minutes,” Liang Yingwu said solemnly.
"No problem," I said. "You know that remembering things and finding directions are my strengths!"
"And what about me? What do I need to do?" Ye Tong asked.
"You stay here and wait for us to come back," I said.
"Don't even think about it!" she yelled in my ear.
“You can’t go. It’s too dangerous. A slight mishap could cost you your life. We simply don’t have the energy to take care of you!” Liang Yingwu said.
"I don't need your help at all! Besides, I can memorize the map with Na Duo; it's always safer for two people to memorize it than one!"
"Stop acting like a child, this isn't a game!" I said, getting a little annoyed.
"Don't forget, I'm the one who brought you to this place! I am the 'demon-slaying warrior' chosen by 'God'!" Ye Tong persisted.
"Alright. Stop wasting time. You and Nado memorize the map together. Remember, we only have 20 minutes!"
After the timer, fuse, plutonium-239, and other necessary materials and tools were all ready, nearly four hours had passed. Ye Tong and I were constantly memorizing the complex graphics on the map and verifying them with each other. At the same time, we also had to recall the situation in the cave and estimate the approximate distance in order to calculate the lower limit of the speed we had to maintain.
Hunger and fatigue were left behind at this moment.
Liang Yingwu also began his nearly twenty-hour-long, sleepless work session. During this time, he also needed to constantly take time to deal with visitors, pretending to be nonchalant, and keep an eye on the latest developments of the "matrix"—the genius of the double PhD from Harvard and Stanford was on full display at this moment, and everything related to him was proceeding in an orderly manner.
Scientists at the camp continue their efforts to find solutions from the spaceship remains left behind by prehistoric civilizations, but all their efforts have been in vain.
24 hours flew by.
We were facing a legendary creature with near-immortality, and we had to kill it with the most destructive weapons. If you've seen *Independence Day*, *The End of the World*, or similar Hollywood blockbusters, you can easily understand our situation. However, unlike those films, Ye Tong, Liang Yingwu, and I were alone. We didn't have the support of the entire human world, and our plan hadn't undergone rigorous verification by supercomputers. We were the only ones in this game to save the Earth.
main character.
I know this is called having no other choice, going all in.
Time began to grow cold and merciless.
Bad news kept coming in.
The rising number of crop deaths on the farm has caused panic among the Delingha farm officials, who have begun to suspect a connection to the so-called "twin lake exploration and research." There are also reports of abnormal flora and fauna in the Northwest Shelterbelt area; the metal content in the soil within a one-kilometer radius has exceeded normal levels by 700 times, and the change in the color of the ground beneath our feet is even visible to the naked eye. Data on the enrichment capacity of the "mother body" is now meaningless. If all of this cannot be contained in a short time, Liang Yingwu will face the predicament of explaining himself to the local government. Even if he gains government support, the "X organization" will inevitably have its mysterious identity exposed.
Worst of all, the use of dry ice and liquid nitrogen is only a drop in the ocean in terms of inhibiting and killing the "mother" reproductive organisms, and has little effect.
The only encouraging news was that Liang Yingwu's nuclear bomb was completed an hour ahead of schedule.
His eyes were sunken from working 24 hours straight without sleep, and his lips had turned pale, which made him...
A face with hard lines can look somewhat frightening.
However, his eyes revealed that he remained—or rather, made every effort to remain calm and clear-headed.
"Are you all ready?" His voice was weak—we didn't want to waste too much energy on the conversation.
“Alright!” Ye Tong said firmly.
So he put the small nuclear bomb in a box with an outer layer of radiation-proof plastic and an inner layer of lead.
After each of us ate two compressed biscuits and drank some water, we put on our anti-radiation suits again, dressing ourselves up like saviors.
A powerful Grand Cherokee with a V8 engine drew a straight, monotonous line across the Gobi Desert, heading straight for Baigong Mountain.
We didn't say a word the whole way, and the atmosphere was as harsh as the vast Gobi Desert.
Liang Yingwu drove with complete concentration, maintaining a speed of 110 kilometers per hour. He believed that with his driving skills and adaptability, he could handle any unexpected events at this speed.