Changkong Fighter

Chapter 345 Sending a Big Rocket to the Traitor

A certain sea area in the Atlantic Ocean.

A 100,000-ton cargo ship was adrift at sea. Inside a room, a blond gentleman was reading the Dead Sea Scrolls.

Although the writing on it was no longer clear, it was not difficult for him to decipher it.

"Don't those people understand? It's just a trap, a bunch of fools!"

He knew all too well that those who called themselves "God's people" were just fools. If they were really that smart, why would they rashly get involved in anything related to the "promoted ones" of Tokyo University?

That's suicide!

The University of Tokyo will definitely try every means to hide the information of the Ascended, and may even use the Ascended as bait to lure these traitors into a trap.

It seems they will soon face a heavy blow, but it's hard to say who will strike them.

The thought of those idiots being wiped out brought a disdainful smile to the golden retriever's lips.

It would be better if they died, at least he could hide and quietly wait for the world situation to change. If given the chance, he wouldn't mind being a "guide," but if alien civilizations couldn't get in, then he would be a loyal subject who resolutely supports humanity.

Large families always place bets separately!

He put down the book in his hand, got up, and picked up the mark on the table to read it.

Just then, an assistant rushed in, looking at him with a grim expression.

"What's wrong?" the golden retriever asked, his expression changing.

If an assistant can manage a situation through facial expressions, it must be a big problem.

"They were hit by ballistic missiles and have lost contact. Some of the survivors sent out distress calls to them. Of course, it wasn't just us; others also received the distress calls!"

"Help? Shit!"

The golden retriever's expression immediately turned disgusted. These idiots, don't they know that they absolutely must not contact anyone else at this time?
The fact that they were attacked proves that they must have been prepared with an inescapable net, and there must have been a lot of wiretapping. Sending a message is like Magnuan making a psionic phone call to the Emperor – it's all done!

The thought that the other party might be able to find his cargo ship directly through the communications made the blond man want to kill all his useless teammates!
"Immediately change course and head towards the nearest port to transfer the 'Holy Ark'."

"Yes!"

"By the way, keep an eye on those surviving old guys and see if they've been targeted by ballistic missiles!"

"Yes, sir!"

The assistant left in a hurry, and the golden retriever looked worried.

It's too difficult to continue hiding; we must move everything elsewhere and see how things develop before making a decision.

After all, there's an old saying: "A wise man submits to circumstances."

Meanwhile, in a coastal country in the Middle East.

One by one, the ballistic missiles were set up. They had found all of these ballistic missiles in the desert on a lost cargo ship. They also found the instruction manuals for the ballistic missiles, which were thoughtfully provided in Arabic.

Once these ballistic missiles are erected, they become mobile launch units.

They could even be transported by modified trucks, since the distance to the target wasn't far. As long as the missile could be launched, everything else would be handled by the navigation and INS systems. In a near-silent exchange, the ballistic missile entered launch preparation; their superiors had given them permission to launch.

The ballistic missile began anchoring its launch position and maneuvering to the designated launch site. Because all of America's attention was focused on the extraterrestrial civilization in the Pacific, they were not worried about being interfered with at all.

They simply drove by road to the launch site – a field launch without any support.

However, these desert guys still did the most basic camouflage, setting up some simple camouflage nets and disguising some launch vehicles as ordinary trucks.

Driven by a hydraulic system, the missile is raised high, making it ready for launch.

This process requires precise control. The hydraulic system operates very smoothly to ensure the missile's attitude is accurate. Then, error correction is performed, usually within a certain range, which is also indicated in the instruction manual.

"Missiles ready!"

The desert crew began operating according to the instructions, but fortunately, this wasn't their first time launching a ballistic missile, so they were very familiar with the entire launch process.

Technicians conducted system checks and debugging, carrying out comprehensive checks and debugging of the missile system, communication system, guidance system, etc., to ensure that each system is working properly and without faults or abnormalities. These are all explained in the manual, especially the parts that are prone to problems, which are marked with a red pen.

It's like a teacher is afraid that something will happen to their student; that's incredibly thoughtful!
"Binding the elements!"

The input parameters are indicated by the button sounds, and the target location and parameter input are input via the input.

In addition to their inputs, the ballistic missile also has a bidirectional data link with a strange system, through which a large amount of data is fed into the missile.

Then, the technicians used relevant detection equipment and techniques to recheck the target coordinates to ensure that the parameters were not incorrectly set.

After repeated verification, the data was found to be completely correct, enabling the missile to fly accurately toward the target. Moreover, during flight, it could be positioned more accurately via a two-way data link, with an error within 20 meters.

"Ready, all set! One last check."

The technicians conducted a final pre-launch check, demonstrating exceptional professionalism by ensuring that everything was ready, including the status of each component, connections, and electrical systems.

These big rockets are not easy to obtain, and finding them is not easy either.

"ignition!"

"Yes! Ignite!"

The technician counted down without any emotion, and pressed the button the instant the timer reached zero.

A solid-fuel engine or other power unit explodes at the bottom, generating powerful thrust that propels the missile out of the launcher at extremely high speed, and the missile begins its flight toward the target.

Launch pad cleared!
Boom!

Solid rocket engine ignition!
After watching the rocket launch, the guys quickly evacuated the launch site, leaving the rest to be handled by the mysterious two-way data link.

As needed, the two-way data link will adjust and control the missile's flight trajectory to ensure that the missile can accurately hit the target.

One by one, bright spots lit up on the ground and flew towards the exposed hiding place of the traitor, preparing for his final judgment.

Satellites in space monitor their flight in real time, watching them leave the atmosphere and re-enter orbit. The target country's air defense capabilities are simply incapable of intercepting these supersonic ballistic missiles, and they also lack the ability to detect them.

Whether intentional or accidental, their own son failed to provide ballistic missile early warning.
(End of this chapter)