Chapter 57 Toys? No, it's an electromagnetic storm!
The moment Zhao Di's chubby little finger pressed the red button.
"Buzz—"
A deep, resonant hum, seemingly capable of piercing the soul, emanated from the top of the train.
Immediately afterwards.
A ring of ripples, completely invisible to the naked eye, spread out suddenly from the center of Train No. 0, like ripples caused by a pebble thrown into a calm lake.
This ripple was silent and unnoticed.
Yet it possesses a terrifying power capable of destroying all electronic devices.
Inside the tunnel.
The sneer on the face of a secret agent who was firing a submachine gun wildly suddenly froze.
The radio headset plugged into his ear was still transmitting the hoarse commands from the leader, "One-Eye."
But just a moment ago...
All sound in the headphones disappeared.
Instead, there was a sharp, crackling electrical blast that seemed capable of piercing eardrums!
"ah--!!!"
The agent screamed and ripped off his earpiece.
A plume of black smoke billowed from the headphones, accompanied by a pungent, burnt smell.
Blood gushed from his ear instantly.
I can't hear anything anymore.
The whole world was left with only a deathly silence and a buzzing sound.
This bizarre scene didn't just happen to him alone.
At the same time.
All the agents inside the tunnel who had handheld communication devices encountered the same situation.
Their headsets and walkie-talkies all burned and exploded at the same time!
"What's going on?!"
"My ears! I'm deaf!"
"Communications down! Can't reach the boss!"
From the darkness came a series of panicked screams.
This well-trained enemy special agent squad was rendered completely deaf and mute in a mere second.
They lost command and communication with each other.
Panic began to spread like a plague.
But what terrified them even more was yet to come.
An agent responsible for detonating the follow-up bombs, watching the train enter the pre-set blast zone, grinned maliciously and pressed the remote control in his hand.
However, nothing happened.
He pressed it again.
There was still no response.
The indicator light on the remote control has been completely turned off.
It's like a useless piece of plastic.
The remote-controlled bombs they carefully planted, powerful enough to blow an entire train to pieces, all went silent!
"devil……"
"This is the devil's sorcery!"
One of the agents completely broke down; he threw down his gun and turned to run back.
Amidst this chaos.
"Squeak—Boom!"
The heavy locomotive of Train No. 0 had already pushed aside the pile of collapsed rubble in front of it, roaring out of the other end of the tunnel like an angry steel behemoth!
Light, may it return to the world!
The blinding sunlight made the agents, who had just adjusted to the darkness, instinctively squint.
For the special operations soldiers on board...
This light is the clarion call for counterattack!
"Fire!"
Lin Jianguo's cold voice rang out in the carriage.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Da da da!"
At that moment, the small firing ports on both sides of the carriage became windows to death.
Dozens of automatic rifles and submachine guns simultaneously spewed out angry tongues of fire.
The bullets, as if they had eyes, accurately struck the enemies whose figures were exposed due to the chaos and bright light.
This is no longer indiscriminate firing.
Instead, it's a well-trained, calm, and efficient point-kill!
Before firing, each soldier had already constructed a precise battlefield map in his mind based on the location of the enemy's flashes.
puff!
puff!
puff!
In the dark tunnel, the dull thud of bullets piercing flesh could be heard continuously.
Accompanied by screams that abruptly ceased.
Those who were so arrogant just moments ago are now like wheat in an autumn field, being harvested piece by piece by the sickle.
They couldn't even organize a proper resistance.
This is a classic example of dimensional reduction attack!
When modern special operations concepts meet bandits who are still stuck in the human wave tactics.
The outcome was inevitable.
Less than three minutes.
The gunfire in the tunnel completely ceased.
Only the overwhelming stench of blood remained, permeating the darkness.
The train did not stop.
It didn't even slow down.
It roared on, carrying an indomitable and fierce momentum, leaving that land of death far behind.
Inside the train carriage.
The emergency lights came back on.
The soldiers silently returned to their seats and began to methodically check the ammunition and wipe the gun barrels.
It was as if the thrilling battle just now was nothing more than a trivial routine exercise.
Only Lin Jianguo remained standing in the same spot.
His gaze fell on the "toy tank" in his daughter's hand.
The device returned to its original state after releasing that mysterious energy wave.
It still looks like an ordinary, ugly toy pieced together from scrap parts.
But Lin Jianguo knew.
This thing is definitely not a toy!
That mysterious force that could disable all electronic devices just now was definitely caused by it!
He recalled how, back at the desert base, his daughter had made a "clothes rack" out of a bunch of wire, which was enough to burn down an American satellite.
Now, a single toy can take down an entire reinforced platoon of enemies.
this……
Just how many secrets is this girl hiding?
Just who exactly is this "fairy uncle"?
Lin Jianguo was filled with shock and a touch of awe.
He walked over and took the toy tank from his daughter's hand.
It feels heavy in the hand, with a cold, metallic texture.
He looked at it over and over, but couldn't figure it out.
"Daddy, where's my lollipop?"
Zhao Di didn't care about the electromagnetic storm; she was only thinking about her reward.
She tilted her little face up, stretched out her little hand, and looked on with anticipation.
Lin Jianguo was both amused and exasperated.
He took a piece of fruit candy out of his pocket, unwrapped it, and put it into his daughter's mouth.
"Eat up, my little hero."
He stroked his daughter's head, his eyes filled with complex emotions and tenderness.
Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I won't think about it anymore.
He only needs to know one thing.
No matter what kind of "divine power" the daughter has.
They are all her own daughters.
I'd risk my life to protect her.
The crisis seems to have been temporarily averted.
The train traveled smoothly under the bright sunshine.
Outside the window, the rolling green hills and clear waters create a picturesque scene.
But everyone's nerves were on edge even more than when they were in the tunnel.
Because they know.
The first wave was just a test.
Their real killer move is yet to come.
This road to the south is destined to be anything but smooth.
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