Blue and White Society

  Chapter 704 Fierce Battle

  As a support, the New York National Guard mobilized more than a thousand people to cooperate with the Blue and White Society to blockade the 147 base for two kilometers.

  They are the last line of defense should the personnel on the base fail to contain the containment and the containment breaks out of the base.

Then there is no doubt that for the safety of New York, the National Guard will drop more than a dozen tons of fuel-air explosives in the area, within two seconds, the ambient temperature will soar to 2,000 degrees Celsius, and anything that escapes, even the air, will be purified. .

   However, under normal circumstances, the various measures of the 147 base are sufficient to deal with various situations.

  Not to mention self-destructing high-combustion thermobaric bombs, the outer shell of the base alone has three layers. The first layer is an ordinary alloy armor layer, located in the outermost circle.

  The second layer in the middle is a piece of biomass creep. These blanket-like fungi are very dense and are laid layer upon layer to block infection.

  The third innermost layer, one side of its inner wall is like an electric heating plate, which can heat up to 1,540 degrees within five minutes after being energized.

  These high-temperature panels will block inorganic disease bodies, and all inorganic disease bodies will be purified when they touch it.

   Just in case, the electric heating plate has been turned on, the outermost wall is gradually turning red, and the temperature in the room is rising sharply.

  1500+ degrees is no joke, it's hot enough to melt steel.

  Just the radiated heat distorts the nearby air.

  Mo Qiong and others are located in the central area of ​​the base, but as time goes by, the room temperature of the entire underground base will rise to the point where humans cannot survive.

  Perhaps the members of the commune can resist because they have taken danmu, but they can’t do it with guns, shells, or the peripheral security personnel.

"Five minutes later, the room temperature will rise to two hundred and ten degrees, and the temperature near the edge will even be as high as three hundred degrees. After ten minutes, the entire base will be like an oven, and no one outside will be able to survive." Luo Yan Said.

   Obviously, they don't have much time left. If they can't solve the 'inorganic growth monster' within five minutes, they will have to evacuate the peripheral personnel.

  If they can't solve it within ten minutes, they can only choose to self-destruct. Even if they don't choose, the thermobaric bombs in the base will automatically detonate.

   "Give me the thermobaric bomb." Mo Poor shouted.

  At this moment, he was naked, his clothes were completely infected, and became a part of the monster. He was torn off from him and stuffed into the monster.

  The inorganic monster in front of me is no longer a steel hut, but a pile of garbage glued together with countless fragments.

  As the inorganic monster gets bigger and bigger, it becomes more and more difficult for Mo Poor to control it directly by using its characteristics.

  All kinds of sharp metals are attracted to it, making it no longer the original cylinder, but a killer that seems to be covered with blades, spikes, protrusions and cutting discs.

  Although it was forced to move on a certain orbit by Moqiong, this did not prevent it from rotating.

  I saw it turning like a top, destroying the walls, gates, and passages in the base, and at the same time making Mo Poor afraid to get close.

   As you can imagine, with its current strength, it is not difficult to break through the shell of the base.

   For this reason, Mo Poor had no choice but to spread out the best metal to form a wall and charge towards the inorganic monster.

  Best metal will be driven by the clockwork, but it doesn’t matter if it’s just a surface collision, after all, the clockwork is sealed in the monster’s body.

  The effect of expired cola cannot infect Best Metal.

  It does not participate in any chemical or even property changes, making Best Metal acne, sores, and density changes? That's something even the Zerg can't do.

  Best Metal, under the control of Mo Poor, moved forward slowly.

   Facing this absolutely advancing, absolutely solid wall, the inorganic monsters didn't know how powerful they were, and rushed forward straight.

  The two suddenly collided fiercely.

   "Boom!" There was a loud noise.

   Immediately afterwards, sparks bloomed from violent friction, sputtering 'Zrazla' at the center of the collision between the two.

   Of course, it wasn’t that the best metal was ground out of sparks. Facing this cliff, the edge of the monster spinning at high speed was directly blunted, and the splashing metal fragments were like a hail of bullets.

  Of course, with the protection of Best Metal, everyone behind Mo Poor is fine.

  The firm, stable, and unhurried Best Wall that moved forward gave everyone a great sense of security.

  The inorganic monster was pushed back steadily, away from the edge of the base again, and was forced back to the central square.

   It seemed to realize that this black wall could not be broken through, so it turned around and charged again.

  Mo Poor immediately put away the black wall, and at the same time his body shrunk rapidly, entering the loli state.

  Best metal spread across the body surface like intelligent armament, and soon enveloped his body.

  Mo Poor kicked the air frantically with his legs, accelerated four times in a row, shot himself out like a cannonball, completed overtaking, and intercepted the inorganic monster again.

  Facing the tall, dirty, ugly, disgusting, pus-filled, entangled with countless dust spores, and a behemoth of swollen flames.

  Mo Poor, who is only 1.2 meters tall, looks like an ant in front of it.

  Chichi!

  Another batch of steel was stripped from the nearby wall, attached to it, whirring and whirling, and it was about to crush Mo Poor.

   "Black Shield!"

  With a thought, Mo Poor stretched his arm forward, and the best metal in Luo Yan's hand was easily drawn.

  In the next second, a black wall was like an unrolled scroll, blocking in front of him with a whimper.

   "Zizizi..." Dazzling sparks splashed like a fountain.

   Repeatedly, Mo Qiong's petite body wandered around, blocked, and pushed in all directions from the square to the edge of the base.

  A rampant inorganic monster, seemingly powerful and galloping violently.

   But in fact, he could only be pushed back and forth by Xiao Moqiong in aggrieved manner, pressing back to the square non-stop.

   Lord Gou is not idle either. You must know that there are constantly completely infected, sore metal peeling off from the railings, walls, and floors everywhere.

  These things rushed towards the inorganic monsters from all angles, combining into one.

   In the middle of the journey, it was like sharp swords, flying shuttles, and stray bullets. Many peripheral personnel were cut off their hands and feet, or stabbed to death.

  For this reason, Lord Gou also transformed into a second form, following behind Mo Poor all the time, defending him from stray bullets and flying shuttles from all directions.

  Its figure, which was smaller than Mo Poor's, was exceptionally flexible in the hail of bullets. His white hands patted the metal moving at high speed without the slightest hesitation.

  Master Gou remained expressionless, letting his fleshy palms gradually become covered with scars and dripping with blood.

   "By the way, with me behind your back to help you block the knife, it would be a bit wasteful for you to turn the best metal into armor." Master Gou said waxy.

  Mo Poor snatched Luo Yan's metal, one was turned into armor, and the other was used as a shield. Although he withstood the main pressure, it was indeed a waste.

   "Uh..." Mo Qiong hesitated to speak.

   Master Gou waved his hand, and after flying a broken wall, he rubbed his bruised little hand, narrowed his eyes and said, "By the way, your armor isn't just to prevent you from being exposed, is it?"

  Mo Poor grinned and said: "How could it be... It's already this time, what are you afraid of when you go out?"

  Grandpa Gou smiled and said: "Then give me a piece, I'll be a swordsman, these fragments are too sharp, my strength doesn't mean my skin is thick."

  He has no long hair on his whole body, and his delicate body is already covered with bloodstains. He has been hitting these flying shuttles with his bare hands, completely relying on the strength of his bones.

  Mo Poor sighed, had no choice but to take off the black armor on his body, turned it into a black stick and threw it to Lord Gou.

   With a stick in his hand, Lord Gou finally didn't have to catch the flying knife with his bare hands. He heard a jingle, and he easily swept away the debris in the air with one hand.

   As the temperature rises, the hazy air shakes and twists.

   The two met each other frankly, tumbling in the center of the base, shuttling back and forth, suppressing the inorganic monsters so that they couldn't get close to the edge of the base.

  If it can’t break through the outer shell, then no matter how much it tosses here, it won’t make a big mess, at least it won’t bring disaster to New York.

   "Here comes the thermobaric bomb! It is 1.5 meters long and weighs one ton...is that enough?" The peripheral personnel came pushing a warhead, which they removed from the ammunition depot of the self-destruct program.

  Luo Yan went up and adjusted the data, then stepped into the air with the bullet on his shoulder and said, "Mo Poor! Send them away first."

  Mo Poor nodded and said, "You guys hold on!"

   As he spoke, he turned into a black armor-covered body, and retreated to the edge, surrounded by a group of peripheral personnel.

   "You are no longer needed here. By the way, how did you disinfect yourself when you took Coke in?" Mo Poor asked.

  If you eat too much danmu, then just go to the high-temperature furnace for a walk.

  But to resist the high temperature of 1,500 degrees Celsius, you need to eat a lot of danmu. There is not so much danmu in the club for so many peripheral personnel to eat.

  The peripheral personnel looked at each other, pointed to the high-temperature furnace and said, "Of course I walked through it."

  Mo Poor was taken aback: "Then didn't you burn to death?"

  Peripheral personnel said: "People don't burn to death so quickly. If they pass quickly, they will only be severely burned."

   "As long as 100% of the body surface is burned, and the lungs are severely injured by inhaling high-temperature gas, the purification is completed. And this will not die, as long as the rescue is timely, it can be cured."

  The situation is urgent now, the base has been destroyed like this, and there is nowhere to find anesthetics.

   Mo Poor looked at their determined eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Understood."

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  (end of this chapter)