Chapter 82: Shooting at me (Center)

A single leaf can tell autumn, let alone such a long corridor?

Just building this underground corridor will definitely consume manpower and material resources that can only be described astronomical. The entire corridor is made of composite materials, which are generally only applied to the cabin of the spacecraft. Based on the depth of this underground area and this layer of composite materials, even during the war, the enemy uses a Tomahawk cruise missile to carry out point-through strikes on this underground base, and it will probably take more than twenty Tomahawk missiles to open a gap. When Zhan Xiage's attention was attracted by such a long corridor and finally began to slowly regain his usual calmness and sensitivity, Zhan Xiage's body suddenly trembled fiercely again.

Because he suddenly discovered that the wall of this corridor was actually installed with rolling tracks. In other words, the protective armor of this corridor could be moved and dismantled! In this case, if other defense measures were added, this underground base could be regarded as impeccable. The most important thing is that as long as this wall was slightly modified, it could also be protected from nuclear radiation and block all electromagnetic waves to ignore the effect of neutron attacks. Unless a nuclear bomb hit directly above the underground base, or the most elite special forces were sent to rush into the underground base for a strong attack, and used high-performance explosives such as C4 and Black Sorkin to blast, otherwise, Zhan Xiage really couldn't think of any other way to destroy such an underground base.

No!

Zhan Xiage quickly reflected on himself in his heart. If special forces were really sent to attack such an underground base, this corridor with sliding recombination function could instantly become a Shura road paved with blood and death!

"Don't protect the ID card on your own!" The staff member who led the way for Zhan Xiage and Li Xiangshang warned: "No matter what kind of identity you have outside, the intelligent defense system here will only recognize the ID card and corresponding secret code that can be reviewed through it. Once you accidentally have more than three meters away from the ID card, you will be attacked by various defensive weapons installed in the corridor, including electromagnetic cannons."

Zhan Xiage looked down at the floor made of special alloy materials under his feet and couldn't help but take a deep breath. He dared to bet that the person who designed this weapon defense system was the same person as the guy who designed the bathroom, at least he was from the same school. Otherwise, he would never have been so proficient in doing shamelessness to the end.

In this underground area, metals with good conductivity are everywhere in the closed environment. Once an unconventional weapon such as electromagnetic cannon is used, Zhan Xiage cannon will make him think of any way to avoid being burned into coke by high-voltage current.

Zhan Xiage followed Li Xiangshang and slowly walked slowly in this underground corridor full of unpredictable dangers everywhere. Although he knew that as long as the ID was not on his chest, he would not be attacked, but as an excellent commander of the special forces who had great battles and had absolute confidence in himself and never liked any accidents or uncontrollable factors, what Zhan Xiage could not bear the most is the feeling of being in the dark, being able to follow others and not being able to control his own destiny.

Zhan Xiage finally couldn't help but quietly pull Principal Li Xiangshang's sleeve, took a step forward, and asked in a low voice: "Where is this?"

"A scientific research unit under the jurisdiction of the Chinese Academy of Sciences!"

Chinese Academy of Sciences!

No wonder he is so generous in his actions. This is not an underground base. It is purely a money warehouse piled up with colorful banknotes!

But what does this have to do with his War Heroes?!

Zhan Xiage stared at his eyes and asked, "Why did you bring me here? Do you plan to invite me out of school and see that I have no place to sit in the sea, army, air and army, so I simply kicked me into the Chinese Academy of Sciences and found a position here?"

"Bah!"

Li Xiangshang first glanced at the scientific researchers of the unit under the Chinese Academy of Sciences who were leading the way. After confirming that he was not interested in eavesdropping on other people's conversations, he whispered: "What is your education?"

Zhan Xiage touched his head and answered honestly: "High school has not graduated yet. If I simply use my graduation certificate to measure my qualifications, I can only be regarded as a junior high school graduate who has received nine years of compulsory education."

"Here, even the cleaners who sweep the floor and wipe the tables are also undergraduates from famous universities! Those who are qualified to wear that white work suit are at least master's students, and those who can win the title of Academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences are all super geniuses with high IQs. Each one is a national treasure-level figure. You kid don't think about it. You are causing trouble everywhere. How many courage do I have to dare to put a grenade like you that pulls out the safety plug and stuff it into such a place?"

Listening to Li Xiangshang's merciless comments, Zhan Xiage showed an embarrassing smile on his face. At the same time, Zhan Xiage also felt depressed in his heart that a question that should not be ignored: he left school at the age of 18, first in the three armies of the Navy, Army and Air Force for three years, and then entered the Fifth Special Force for seven years. When talking about how to use sniper rifles, how to kill people, how to set fire, how to bury landmines, and how to kill people without paying their lives, he is definitely an expert and a genius. But when he took off his military uniform and entered society again to try to taste ordinary life, what should he rely on to survive, who is twenty-eight years old and has a junior high school diploma in his hand?!

When Zhan Xiage thought that in order to get a college diploma, he had to sit honestly in the classroom, pick up the textbook that he had lost for ten years, and squeezed together with a group of guys who had never known each other and might just be a group of children to re-educate, Zhan Xiage couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

If you don’t say anything else, just speak English. His speaking is pretty good. When participating in the “Blue Shield” military sports competition, he can also communicate with special forces members from other countries with a guess. Over the past few years, the number of words written in the mind of Zhan Xia Ge is quite good, but most of them are professional words in military fields that you will not use in daily English. If you put the English test papers of high school students in front of Zhan Xia Ge now and get 60, it can be said to be a miracle, or Zhan Xia Ge is proficient in guerrilla tactics and can steal enough "military" intelligence from other students under the close monitoring of the teacher.
Chapter completed!