110: Chapter 110 Locating the Dragon King's Coordinates; Two Tactical Nuclear Missiles Are Ready
"Click!"
Two keys representing the authority of destruction were turned simultaneously on the control console.
The red launch button was pressed down heavily.
"Woo—woo—woo—"
The piercing battle alarm instantly tore through the oppressive silence inside the nuclear submarine, the "Deep Sea Ghost King."
The bodies of every crew member shuddered violently due to the massive sound wave and the intense vibration that followed.
This is not a drill!
This is a live-fire launch!
"Tube one and two pressure is normal!"
"Ballistic data loaded!"
"Launch sequence initiated!"
The hoarse roar of the weapons officer echoed through the command cabin.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Two incredibly dull thuds, like the heartbeat of a deep-sea behemoth, came from the center of the submarine.
The entire steel behemoth shook violently in response.
Three thousand meters deep in the pitch-black world of the deep sea.
Two pitch-black, thirteen-meter-long, menacing "Trident IID5" submarine-launched ballistic missiles broke through the heavy launch silo covers under the immense thrust of compressed air.
Like two awakened deep-sea dragons, they tore through the icy seawater with long trails of white bubbles, sprinting madly toward the surface in an unstoppable posture!
Only a dozen seconds later.
"Splash—!"
The calm Pacific Ocean surface suddenly erupted with two massive water columns shooting into the sky!
Two menacing missiles broke out of the water!
The moment they contacted the air, the first-stage solid rocket engines at their tails ignited with a roar!
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two blinding white exhaust trails, like two giant swords thrusting into the sky, carved two perfect parabolas over the sea, piercing straight into the clouds!
At a terrifying speed exceeding twenty times the speed of sound, they exited the atmosphere within minutes and entered low Earth orbit.
Subsequently, the warheads separated from the missile bodies.
The two "Grim Reaper's Sickles," carrying 100-kiloton W76 tactical nuclear warheads, locked onto the coordinate broadcast by Gu Qianqian, which could not have been clearer, with the help of military satellite precision guidance and terminal maneuvering systems.
They turned into two burning meteors and began to fall at a near-vertical angle toward the man who called himself the "King Overseas."
A pure dimensional strike from modern industrial civilization was about to unfold.
...
At this moment, on Dragon King Island.
It was still an ocean of fanaticism.
The Crooked-Mouth Dragon King, Dragon King Long Xiaotian, was standing on the deck of his proud flagship, the "Abyssal Dragon."
The sea breeze blew against the scarlet cape behind him, making it snap loudly.
Beneath his feet were thousands of fully armed elites of the Dragon King Army.
Further away was a dense, massive fleet resembling a steel forest.
A hundred-thousand-strong army, ready for deployment!
"Brothers!"
Dragon King Long Xiaotian drew the gem-encrusted golden sword from his waist, pointing the blade directly toward Xingang City.
His voice, amplified by loudspeakers, spread across the entire fleet.
"Do you see that land?"
"There, there is endless wealth! There is the strongest liquor! There are the most beautiful women!"
"And that reckless Eastern kid, Qin Yuan, is hiding right there!"
"He thinks that with a bit of dirty money, he can challenge the majesty of our Dragon King Hall!"
"He thinks that by hiding in a turtle shell, our hundred-thousand-strong battle-hardened army cannot do anything to him!"
Dragon King Long Xiaotian turned around and spread his arms, enjoying the worshipful and fanatical gazes of his soldiers.
He could already imagine that in a few hours, his steel torrent would trample Xingang City, stepping that kid named Qin under his feet, and listening to the beautiful scene of him wailing in despair.
He had even planned the menu for the victory banquet.
He would use Qin Yuan's skull as a wine cup!
"Set off!"
Dragon King Long Xiaotian raised his sword high, preparing to issue the final order for the general assault.
However, just at this moment.
Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to catch a glimpse of something flashing through the clouds overhead.
What was that?
A meteor?
No.
It is broad daylight; where would a meteor come from?
And those two little black dots seem... seem to be getting bigger?
It wasn't just him.
Some sharp-eyed lookouts in the fleet also discovered the anomaly in the sky.
"What... what is that thing?"
A young mercenary rubbed his eyes, pointed at the sky, and asked the veteran beside him somewhat uncertainly.
The veteran, with a cigar in his mouth, squinted at it for a moment and smiled disdainfully.
"Who cares? It's probably just some unlucky guy's commercial satellite falling down."
"Anyway, it won't hit our maritime behemoth."
Just as he finished speaking.
"Woo—woo—woo—"
An extremely sharp, piercing, scalp-tingling sound of something breaking through the air suddenly came from ten thousand meters above!
The sound went from far to near, getting louder and more shrill!
It was as if Death itself was sounding its deadly alarm!
The movements of everyone in the fleet froze at this moment.
They all looked up in unison.
They saw that the two small black dots, which were originally only the size of a fingernail, had now become the size of a millstone!
Dragging long, burning red exhaust trails created by friction with the air!
They were smashing down vertically in a posture of world-destroying devastation!
"Holy sh*t..."
The veteran who had just been disdainful dropped his cigar onto the deck with a "plop."
His pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks in an instant, his face filled with humanity's most primitive, extreme fear of unknown destruction.
"That... that is..."
"Missiles!!!"
"It's ballistic missiles!!!"
It was unknown who let out the first hysterical, off-key scream.
The entire fleet instantly exploded into chaos!
Panic spread like a virus.
"Quick! Activate the close-in weapon systems! Intercept! Intercept them for me!"
In the flagship's command room, the adjutant's roar resounded through the sky.
But it was all too late.
Intercept ballistic missiles?
Don't joke around.
That is something only the most top-tier, national-level air defense systems can do.
Their "makeshift aircraft carrier," converted from a cargo ship, couldn't even touch the exhaust of the missiles!
Dragon King Long Xiaotian finally reacted as well.
He looked at the two "meteors" getting closer and closer, exuding an aura of destruction, and felt the terrifying pressure that was enough to distort space itself.
His arrogant crooked mouth trembled violently for the first time due to extreme fear.
He couldn't understand it.
Who the hell is it?!
Who on earth would use this kind of world-destroying thing to hit him on the high seas?!
This script is wrong!
Shouldn't it be him using artillery to wash the ground and crush that Eastern kid?!
...
Xingang City, Sky Throne Hotel, top floor.
Qin Yuan held a specially made military tablet in his hand.
On the screen, the Skynet satellite locked onto Dragon King Island was live-streaming the apocalyptic scene.
In the corner of the screen, there was a constantly ticking, bright red countdown.
"5..." "4..."
On Qin Yuan's face was an elegant yet cruel smile, like one admiring a work of art.
He raised the wine glass in his hand and gently clinked it against Dragon King Long Xiaotian's face, which was distorted by fear on the screen.
The glass made a crisp sound.
"3..." "2..." "1..."
"The times have changed, Dragon King."