Chapter 31 Disconnection in the Blizzard
Time flies, and the window for missile test launches has arrived in the blink of an eye.
The entire 091 base has entered the highest level of combat readiness.
The "Dongfeng" missile, carrying the hopes of countless people, has been erected on the launch pad.
Its entire body is coated with silver-white heat-resistant paint, which shines in the sunlight, like a sharp sword pointing straight to the sky.
Inside the missile, the super gyroscope, "guided" by Zhao Di, is quietly waiting to be awakened.
Everything is ready.
Just waiting for the final ignition command.
However, it seems that fate always likes to throw problems at people at crucial moments.
Just the night before launch.
The once sunny Gobi Desert suddenly changed its appearance.
The wind started blowing without warning.
At first, it was just a mournful whistle that stirred up dust on the ground.
In less than half an hour, it turned into a howling and wailing roar.
Immediately afterwards, a heavy snowfall began to fall.
The temperature dropped sharply.
The temperature dropped from minus ten degrees Celsius to minus thirty degrees Celsius, and it's still falling.
This is a once-in-a-century blizzard in the Gobi Desert of Northwest China, known by local herders as the "White Hair Wind".
Once the wind blows, it can freeze cattle and sheep into ice sculptures.
The atmosphere in the command center was extremely tense.
Commander Zhang, wearing an overcoat, stood by the window, looking at the vast expanse of white outside, his brows furrowed deeply.
"Commander! The wind speed has exceeded the launch standard!"
"Report! Visibility is less than ten meters!"
"Report! There is a risk of the hydraulic lines on the launch pad freezing!"
Bad news kept coming in.
This isn't over yet.
Suddenly, the lights in the command center flickered.
Immediately afterwards, the young female soldier in charge of communications stood up, her face pale.
"Reporting to the Commander!"
"Communication...communication is down!"
"Our dedicated line to the central government, as well as our radio connections with various observation stations, have all lost signal!"
Commander Zhang suddenly turned around and strode to the communications station.
Pick up the microphone.
The only sound inside was a buzzing electrical noise, like countless flies buzzing.
"What's going on?!"
"Our antenna is designed to withstand wind, how could it break so easily?!"
Commander Zhang's voice carried an barely suppressed anger.
The communications staff officer was sweating profusely as he inspected the equipment.
"Commander, it wasn't the antenna that was blown off by the wind..."
"It's...it's someone who cut the main fiber optic cable!"
"And the backup line was also destroyed!"
These words caused an uproar in the entire command hall.
Did someone cut the fiber optic cable?
In this heavily guarded base?
What does this tell us?
This means there are still spies in the base!
Moreover, he was a highly skilled and ruthless secret agent!
"You bastard!"
Commander Zhang slammed his fist on the control panel.
Investigate! Investigate for me!
"Seal off all exits! Not even a fly is allowed to get out!"
Just then, a muffled thud came from outside.
"Bang!"
Although the sound of wind and snow masked most of it, the vibration still reached the soles of my feet.
Immediately afterwards, the lights in the command center went out completely.
It was pitch black.
Only the ghastly green light of the emergency lights barely illuminated everyone's faces.
"Report! The power distribution room has exploded!"
"The backup generator set has been planted with explosives!"
"The entire base is now completely without power!"
despair.
A suffocating sense of despair spread through the darkness.
Without electricity, the missile cannot be kept warm, and the delicate components inside will freeze and be damaged.
Without power, the launch process cannot be initiated.
Without electricity, in this frigid weather of minus thirty degrees Celsius, the thousands of people in the base might even freeze to death!
This was the deadly plan that the agent codenamed "Night Owl" had prepared for the base.
He lurked in the shadows, like a venomous snake.
He didn't do anything when Liu the Cripple was arrested.
He is waiting.
Waiting for this most crucial and fatal moment.
Use the blizzard as cover for a fatal blow!
Cut off communications, destroy power, and turn Base 091 into a complete island!
In the family compound.
Lin Jianguo was putting Zhaodi to sleep.
The sudden power outage startled Zhao Di.
"Dad, is the lamp broken?"
Zhao Di crawled out of bed and tightly gripped Lin Jianguo's arm with her little hands.
Lin Jianguo groped in the dark, pulled out his gun, and cocked it.
He sensed something was wrong.
A power outage at this time is definitely not a coincidence.
"Don't worry, Zhaodi, it's probably just a power outage."
Lin Jianguo forced himself to remain calm and wrapped Zhao Di inside his coat.
"Dad will take you to the command post to find Grandpa Zhang."
He knew that his home was not safe now.
Only by staying with the military can we protect our daughter.
Lin Jianguo, carrying Zhao Di, kicked open the door and rushed out into the raging wind and snow.
The wind outside is so strong that it's hard to stand up.
Snowflakes cut my face like knives.
Lin Jianguo used his body to shield Zhao Di, and they stumbled towards the command post.
"Father...it's cold..."
Zhao Di trembled in his arms.
Lin Jianguo's heart was breaking.
"Hang in there, honey! We're almost there!"
Just as they were passing by the vicinity of the power distribution room.
Lin Jianguo suddenly stopped in his tracks.
His ears twitched.
Amidst the howling wind, he heard a faint sound that didn't belong here.
That was the sound of leather boots stepping on the snow.
And... the sound of a gun bolt being pulled.
"who?!"
Lin Jianguo suddenly turned around, pointing his gun at a corner in the darkness.
"Hehe, Platoon Leader Lin, you have pretty good hearing."
A sinister voice came from the shadows.
Immediately afterwards, a figure wearing a logistics department uniform and a dog-skin hat came out.
He was holding a submachine gun, its dark muzzle pointed at Lin Jianguo.
It was Old Zhang, who usually seemed honest and unassuming, and was in charge of tending the boiler!
That's the real "night owl"!
"Old Zhang?! It's you?!"
Lin Jianguo stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
This old man Zhang has been working at the base for three years. He's always cheerful and always has a smile on his face. He even roasts sweet potatoes for Zhaodi.
Unexpectedly, he was the most venomous snake!
"Yes, it's me."
Old Zhang sneered, his usually kind face now twisted like a demon.
"I originally planned to wait until the missile was launched before taking action."
"What a pity, this awful weather gave me a better opportunity."
"Lin Jianguo, hand over that little brat in your arms to me."
"With her, I can report back to my superiors."
"This is a real gem! We'll definitely be able to sell it for a good price if we take it back."
Lin Jianguo hugged Zhao Di even tighter.
His eyes instantly turned icy cold, like a wolf king that had been provoked.
"You want my daughter?"
"Unless you step over my dead body!"
"Then I'll grant your wish!"
Old Zhang's eyes hardened, and he pulled the trigger.
"Da da da—"
Flames spewed in the darkness.
Lin Jianguo was prepared.
The instant Old Zhang fired his gun, he grabbed Zhao Di and rolled violently into the snowdrift beside him.
"Puff puff puff!"
The bullets hit the snow, kicking up puffs of snow.
"Zhao Di! Close your eyes! Cover your ears!"
Lin Jianguo roared.
Then, he raised the Type 54 pistol in his hand and, relying on the memory of that brief moment, decisively fired into the darkness.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Three gunshots rang out.
Decisive and efficient.
That's the muscle memory of an old scout.
A muffled groan came from the darkness.
Old Zhang clutched his shoulder and staggered.
But he didn't fall; instead, he fired even more frantically.
"Die! Die, all of you!"
Lin Jianguo was pinned down behind the snowdrift and couldn't lift his head at all.
Bullets were whizzing overhead.
The situation was extremely critical.
Zhao Di, who was in his arms, was terrified.
As she listened to those terrifying sounds, she felt her father's body tense and trembling.
"Bad guy...it's a bad guy again..."
Zhao Di's little hands clenched into fists.
She shouted in her mind.
"Uncle Fairy! Save Daddy!"
"That villain is going to kill Daddy!"
The system was already furious at this sudden attack.
This is outrageous!
[Dare to touch the host of this system?!]
Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm some kind of Hello Kitty!
[Host! Don't be afraid!]
Although there is no power now, this system has backup power!
See that electrical wire under that bad guy's feet?
That's the high-voltage power line that was just blown up. Although the power is off, there's still residual charge inside!
Point it out to me!
[This system will give him a "manual mine detonation"!]
Zhao Di didn't understand anything about high-voltage lines or lightning strikes.
All she knew was to help her father fight the bad guys.
She peeked her little head out from Lin Jianguo's arms, stretched out her little finger, and pointed to the black cable buried in the snow next to Old Zhang's feet.
"You bad guy! I'll shock you!"
With Zhao Di's pointing.
The system instantly released a weak but precise guiding current.
Sizzle—
The cable, which had been "dead," suddenly seemed to come back to life.
A blue arc of electricity suddenly shot out.
Following the wet snow, like a lightning serpent, it instantly coiled around Old Zhang's ankle.
"ah--!!!"
A piercing scream shattered the snowy night.
Old Zhang's body convulsed violently, and his hair stood on end.
He fired his submachine gun wildly into the air.
In less than two seconds, he foamed at the mouth and fell straight down on the snow like a charred log.
The world is quiet.
Only the sound of wind and snow remained.
Lin Jianguo looked up, still shaken.
Looking at the spy who was lying on the ground convulsing.
He glanced again at the little girl in his arms, who was still pointing ahead with an angry expression.
He swallowed hard.
Although I don't know what happened.
But he knew.
My own daughter has appeared again.
"Let's go! To the command post!"
Lin Jianguo picked up Zhaodi, stepped over Old Zhang's body, and ran wildly toward the command post in the darkness.
There is an even greater crisis waiting for them to resolve.
There is no electricity.
The base is still struggling on the brink of death.
But looking at his daughter in his arms, Lin Jianguo suddenly felt reassured.
What's there to be afraid of!
We have Zhaodi!
Even if the sky were to fall, this girl could hold it up!
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