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Chapter 86: An old guy like me is not dead yet, I can’t let a child take the lead (ask for monthly tickets)
At this moment, in the combat meeting room of the Third Military Region, a depressing and dull atmosphere filled the air in dead silence.

Bang! !

Zhang Zhen punched the iron table hard, leaving a dent. The loud noise attracted the attention of other people in the conference room.

"What the hell are those old bastards thinking?" Zhang Zhen gritted his teeth and said angrily, his voice hoarse and angry, "What do you mean by ordering us to stay put? What do you mean by discussing a solution?"

"We don't even know if Brother Zhou and the others are dead or alive. Death Valley has a battalion of internal security soldiers and half-bloods stationed there. Are they just going to abandon us like that?!"

The expressions of the others were also gloomy. They were also annoyed by the response given by the aristocratic families, but most of them were actually powerless.

Death Valley was formed by Triassic volcanic activity. The geology of that area is really too special. Its main component is highly magnetic basalt, and the turbulence of elements has disrupted the magnetic field there.

The Death Valley area is now filled with strong geomagnetic reactions. This magnetic force not only causes local thunderstorms, but also leads to the spread of extremely strong electromagnetic pulse waves.

It also means that electronic equipment such as radar, computers, and communication equipment cannot be used at all within that range, and key information systems such as reconnaissance, communication, command and control will also be paralyzed, seriously affecting combat effectiveness.

Rashly entering the Death Valley area means completely losing contact and being unable to communicate with the outside world.

"The order given above is actually correct. From an absolutely rational point of view, the risk of continuing to send people in is too great, and there is a high probability that only sacrifices will be in vain." Bai Ci said calmly, holding the pipe in his hand.

As soon as he received the news that the Death Valley base had lost contact, he sent people to check the situation there. However, after entering the Death Valley, they also lost contact, and in the end they only had time to send back some images of the scene.

With the intelligence sent back by those "sacrifices", they quickly figured out the situation in Death Valley.

Danger!

very dangerous!

The danger of powerlessness!
Nibelungen is now open. If you want to kill the owner inside Nibelungen, you need to walk into Nibelungen yourself. Otherwise, no matter how many missiles are fired from outside, it is impossible to reach another space.

If possible, they would also like to drive tanks and rocket vehicles directly in to let the old master who was abandoned by the times see what a firepower attack is.

Their military district headquarters also has a rocket company, which is a combat unit, including a firing command vehicle, six rocket launch vehicles and six transport and loading vehicles.

But no.

Today's military weapons are developing towards informatization, digitization and intelligence.

High-precision directional positioning system, satellite positioning receiving system and weather radar system, automatic leveling, automatic positioning and orientation, automatic sending and receiving of calculation parameters, automatic loading, automatic aiming, automatic launch...

Weapons and equipment and combat operations are highly dependent on electromagnetic signals, but information systems, aiming systems, control systems and firepower systems cannot be used under electromagnetic interference.

Even though the Guardian-1's aiming system has both manual and electric operation modes, it still cannot accurately guide the target if it is driven into the Nibelungen area. If there is no one to protect it, it will be just a bulky iron box.

The only weapons they can use now are kinetic weapons whose working principles do not rely on electronic equipment, that is, conventional artillery shells and bullets that use the gas pressure generated by gunpowder explosion to propel projectiles and destroy targets with kinetic energy.

There are also chemical energy weapons that rely on the energy generated by chemical reactions to attack targets, such as unguided rockets and howitzers, which are now very "outdated".

The one who was able to build an independent Nibelungen was conservatively estimated to be a third-generation species, a third-generation species who had awakened from slumber.

If it is the third generation species that was killed and then revived from the "egg", it would be okay, but it would take at least some time to recover to its strongest strength before death.

But if it is the third generation that is "hibernating" for special reasons, it means that he still retains most of his power.

Relying solely on these conventional weapons, you dare to break into someone's lair, which is almost like seeking death.

However, if they continue to wait, who knows if they will give the pure-blooded dragon time to recover. By then, it will not only be trapped in the Death Valley, but their entire military district may also suffer.

Of course, he was not afraid of the group of old guys who were far away from here. If the dragon really left Nibelungen on its own initiative, the missile would hit its head directly in the next second, but Bai Ci had to consider the fate of his group.

"If no one dares to go, then let me go. I can't just sit here and wait!" Zhang Zhen stood up, gripping the knife at his waist tightly, and said angrily, "Even with just a knife, I can cut a way out..."

"Bullshit!" Before Zhang Zhen could finish his words, an officer stood up, pointed at his nose and cursed, "Who sitting here today doesn't dare? Do you think it's your turn to be a hero here?"

After saying that, he turned to look at Bai Ci who was sitting at the head of the group and said in a deep voice, "Boss, with Zhang Zhen's spiritual power and bloodline, he must be an important fighting force. He absolutely cannot go. If he wants to go, he should wait until we have a clear understanding of the situation inside."

"My brothers and I are willing to serve as the vanguard. Please give the orders."

"We can also..."

"Get lost! Is it your turn, the Third Company?"

"Fuck, you forgot about the last time I beat you into a pig's head, right?"

"Bullshit, why don't we have a fight first and whoever wins goes!"

Looking at the group of soldiers below who were arguing fiercely about who would go "to die", Bai Ci, with veins popping out on his forehead, raised his hand to rub his swollen temples.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Bai Ci roared, and the originally noisy meeting room suddenly became quiet.

"Huh." He exhaled a breath of frustration, frowning and speaking in a deep voice, "No matter what, even if the higher-ups are indeed trying to come up with a solution, we still can't just sit there and wait for death."

"But not everyone is qualified to set foot in the Nibelungen. There are bound to be countless unknown dangers there, such as the Deadpool, Dragon Servant, sub-blood dragon species... We even have to consider the possibility of the next generation species and His dragon power."

"I can't let you go on a mission where you're guaranteed to die. Someone must return alive to deliver the intelligence. The selection of the advance team must be extremely careful."

Having said that, Bai Ci's gaze swept across everyone's fearless faces, and finally stopped on Zhang Zhen.

There is no doubt that the members of the internal security team stationed in Death Valley are all outstanding, and the first team led by Zhang Zhen is the best among them.

However, the members of the first team had a common problem.

They had gone too far down that forbidden path.

Because they often use secret methods to refine their bloodline, they are probably only a step away from the critical blood limit.

If one crosses the critical blood limit, he will be assimilated into the dragon race's bloodline, his body will begin to transform into a dragon, and he will lose his sanity and become only violent.

"Boss," someone suddenly blurted out, "that S-rank and a few A-ranks from the training camp..."

Hearing this, the eyes of the others subconsciously lit up and they looked at Bai Ci who was sitting in the first seat.

"No." Bai Ci instantly understood what he meant, but shook his head without hesitation. "Even if he is an out-and-out super hybrid, he is still just a child and has not yet realized his talent into strength."

"I don't care how the noble families want to use him, and I don't care if they want to train him to be a hero, but I'm an old man like me who's not dead yet. I can't let a child take the lead. I don't want to hear this again."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone remembered that the S-rank was only fifteen years old. The person who brought up the topic lowered his head and said, "Sorry, I spoke out of turn. If possible, let's do a second round..."

"Stop! Stop talking, let me think about it."

Seeing that others were about to speak again, Bai Ci quickly interrupted them, shook his head helplessly, and held his aching temple.

Click.

The door of the conference room was pushed open, and everyone subconsciously turned to look.

"What if we want to go?"

The indifferent voice reached everyone's ears. Across the metal conference table in front of him, Bai Ci silently looked at the figure and the figure standing behind him, whose backs left the chair silently.

(End of this chapter)