My Global War Game

Chapter 20 Forbidden Experiments in America

"What's this kid thinking?"

"Impossible. The landing runway on the Type 002 aircraft carrier is only 200 meters long. It can't land there."

"Hiss, how many meters did the sixth grader slip down at least?"

"It needs to be at least 290 meters! And it requires a headwind, a sandy road surface, and low fuel consumption."

Is it possible to land facing the angled deck?

"Uh...who knows? We haven't tested it."

Immediately, the leaders and officials present were also drawn to this "crazy" plan and began to discuss it.

Finally, an air force leader said with a wry smile:

Even if the hardware conditions allow it.

What about the software requirements?

"Landing on an aircraft carrier is no easy task."

"Even if he's flying the CJ-6 trainer, which has a relatively slow speed and a light weight, it's still incredibly difficult!"

"He's just a student; at most, he knows how to fly a plane because of his hobby."

"But landing is inherently more difficult than taking off."

"Not to mention, it landed on an aircraft carrier deck!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd fell silent, with many people displaying expressions of regret.

Because everyone understands now that this challenge to save the future may be about saving the future itself, but the key is the great power struggle. Whether in terms of combat power, influence, or computing power, the winner will dominate the international landscape, set new international rules, and lead the world in the fight against the Zerg.

The losers, on the other hand, can only become pawns, to be commanded, consumed, and ultimately possibly destroyed by the Zerg.

In this context, "victory" in any challenge is important.

One aspect is related to influence.

On the other hand, it also relates to computing power.

Therefore, if Wang Zhenyi can indeed pilot the CJ-6 trainer to land on the Type 002 aircraft carrier, the global impact would be enormous and far-reaching, especially if it is broadcast live, and there would inevitably be a large amount of computing power rewards.

"It really comes down to the younger generation!"

"Courageous, innovative, and daring to think and act."

"I think this Xiao Wang is also quite capable in scientific research."

Finally, Chief Wang Chuan gave it a very high evaluation.

No sooner had he finished speaking than Yang Jian, who was standing beside him, said:

"The problems certainly exist."

"But we absolutely cannot give up so easily."

"Anyway, this is just a 'game,' and no matter the outcome, there will be no real harm."

"Therefore, I suggest that the 002 carrier battle group prepare."

"Provide some necessary landing conditions."

"If it succeeds, great; if not, we can let the whole world see the spirit of our fine Chinese sons!"

What are everyone's opinions?

In response to Yang Jian's suggestion, the leaders and officials present immediately agreed:

"I agree."

No objections.

"I'm really looking forward to it!"

"That's what we'll do, hahaha~"

Amidst the chorus of agreement, the order was given and sent into the game via a dedicated communications officer.

......

Underground at Millennium Air Force Base.

In front of the steel door marked "V22 Laboratory".

"Bang bang bang!"

Amidst a barrage of gunfire, a bizarre, cockroach-like insect died.

More insects' hissing and clattering sounds came from afar, getting closer and closer, but for a moment, silence fell over the scene, with only the heavy breathing of three people echoing in the distance.

"Huff! Huff! Huff!"

At this moment, after several rounds of fighting, they had reached a dead end, having run out of ammunition and supplies.

Everyone was injured, but the most seriously injured was the silver-haired David Walker.

He had lost most of his right leg, and a military tourniquet was tightly tied around the base of his thigh. The clothes wrapped around it were completely stained crimson, and blood was still dripping out.

The other two weren't much better off.

Major Taylor Mitchell, a white woman, was shot several times, but fortunately none of the shots were fatal.

As for Xu Jiayang, the Zerg slashed his abdomen with sharp limbs, causing his intestines to spill out. He could only stuff them back in and tie them tightly with bandages.

"Neither of the men appeared to be able to stand up."

"Then why don't I start it?"

"Besides, you're players, so there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"But I'm different; I only have this one chance."

Looking at the steel door in front of her, Major Mitchell turned her head and asked with a serious expression.

From initial disbelief to being threatened into compromise, and after a not-so-long but extremely arduous infiltration and battle, perhaps having witnessed too many cruel scenes, Mitchell actually became the most determined explorer.

At that moment, under her gaze, David Walker seemed to have made up his mind.

He smiled helplessly:

"It looks like we're in big trouble."

The meaning of this sentence is very simple. Xu Jiayang, who was leaning on an M7 rifle and clutching his stomach, laughed:

"No, no, no, the trouble is yours."

"I'm not in any trouble."

"Stop talking nonsense, the sound is getting closer, hurry up!"

Urged by Xu Jiayang, Major Bai picked up a severed head from the ground; it belonged to the base's commander-in-chief.

Holding the head, I walked to the steel door, pried open the eyelids, and then aimed the empty eyes at the iris scanning system. After hearing the "beep beep beep" sound, the steel door in front of me slowly opened, and white mist flowed out from it.

"My God!"

At that moment, Mitchell let out an incredible exclamation.

David Walker looked desperate. He struggled to his feet, leaning against the wall, completely ignoring the dripping blood, and trembled as he walked toward the door.

As for Xu Jiayang, he clutched his stomach and leaned on his rifle, which had no magazine, as he joined the group.

now.

In the real world, the combined number of viewers in official live streams across various platforms worldwide has exceeded three billion!

"It must have been the Americans who did this."

"Could it really be? They look so surprised."

"Impossible! David Walker, that traitor!"

"Can we go in quickly? I can't see inside and I'm so anxious!"

"The United States owes the world an explanation."

"That's right, it was definitely their forbidden experiments that caused the apocalypse."

As countless comments flooded the screen, countless people around the world watched the live stream, waiting for the mystery to be solved.

Even in some countries where gambling is not restricted, the question of whether the apocalypse was caused by the United States has become the most betted topic.

A storm of public opinion has begun to brew wildly.

As soon as the camera moves in, it turns into a downpour and thunder pouring down on America.

"I'm so impressed!"

"Is this something a human being would do?"

"So Hollywood is all about documentaries?"

In the live broadcast, the camera followed Xu Jiayang, who was leaning on a rifle, as he moved forward until he was completely inside the steel door.

Inside the laboratory, shrouded in white mist, hundreds of beds were densely packed together, each with a person lying on it. These people were of different ages and races, including men, women, the elderly, and children.

The only similarity was that their skulls had been partially cut open and replaced with glass dome-shaped covers filled with a pale yellow liquid.

Under the green light, you can see the white brain between the glass dome and the yellow liquid, covered with densely packed electrode needles. These needles converge at the face, turning into finger-thick cables that extend all the way to the very center of the laboratory.

There was a sphere with a golden shell, suspended from the ceiling.

All the cables in the room eventually disappeared into the upper part of the sphere, giving off an unimaginable sense of science fiction and eeriness.

"Damn it!"

"What the hell is this thing?"

David Walker's voice rang out.

Just then, Mitchell suddenly exclaimed:

"Look over there!"

The two men immediately looked in the direction she was pointing and saw a blackboard in the control area of ​​the lab bench, covered with many documents. One of the drawings caught their eye: a parasite was hand-drawn in pencil on it!