Call of Duty: This big brother is okay, he really does something

Chapter Seventy-Eight Keyboard Man, Eternal God!!

The blast-proof door opened quickly, and the people inside shot violently at the door.

At the same time, someone on the radio in the base was speaking on the public screen.

SC Johnson couldn’t understand Russian and asked Price what they were talking about.

Price was expressionless: “Thanks for giving their lives, they want to destroy this place.” ”

“Countdown… Ten minutes. ”

The Sleeper snorted, “Ten minutes, what a luxury.” ”

Gates and Soap stood on one side of the door, threw flash bombs inside, and then squeezed through the cracks in the doors to clear the scene.

At this time, Resenov suddenly looked ugly, and he had been staring at the big horn above his head, and when he saw it, he thought that the old man was committing hysteria, so he pushed him.

Rezenov looked back, but smiled strangely: “This trip is coming, I met an old friend.” ”

“What friends can this place have?” Old lover? ”

SC Johnson was strange.

Resenov did not speak, but a hint of murderous anger appeared on his face.

This is the real killing spirit, the kind of anger that can scare away the wild wolf dogs in Pripya City, which seeps out from the inside out.

“Dragovich, Krivchenko, Steiner…”

“These people must die.”

Rezenov muttered to himself, and death-like eyes glanced at Sc Johnson.

“I’ll keep you alive from here, boy.”

“But in return, you’re going to do a mission for me that I haven’t yet completed.”

“Suspect 627, you need to help me find someone.”

After saying that, Resenov twisted his neck to move his muscles, smiled inexplicably and carried Mosin Nagant, pushed away the frost that was blocking the way, and strode out.

Frost’s eyes widened and he asked the others, “Is this old gentleman so crazy?” ”

Sc johnson skimmed his lips and did not speak, and followed into the door.

He felt as if he had gotten into some big trouble.

Who are those three people? Can Resenov, who doesn’t care about death, make such an expression?

But at this time, there is no time to think about it.

The warhead needs to be solved within five minutes.

When it was done, he had to run wildly out of here.

They say they want to self-destruct, and the ghosts know what they will do.

It is not impossible to detonate a third warhead on the spot.

Resenov, like a changed person, showed flexibility that did not match his age at all.

The old Mosin Nagant was in his hands as if he had life.

He can even calculate the trajectory and shoot a shot at the wall to kill the enemy behind the bunker with a jumping bullet.

It’s outrageous, and SC Johnson is getting worse and worse.

The so-called mission that even this old god of war can’t solve…

And looking at the expression, Price must know a little bit of insider information.

But he grabbed Johnson and pointed at him very seriously: “Don’t go, this is fate.” ”

“Usually I don’t care how you make a fuss, but you absolutely can’t participate in this matter.”

“Otherwise I’ll…”

Price said a little, and when he saw that the others did not pay attention, he turned his head around: “Count me please, don’t get mixed up in the old guy’s trouble, that is not a problem you can solve.” ”

“Understand?”

In this way, SC Johnson is even more confused.

Now we are all facing a world war.

What could be harder and more troublesome than that?

Without much thought, SC Johnson promised Price with his lips, but in his heart he hung up the matter.

Resenov, who had opened the hanging, rushed to open the way, and in two minutes he swept away the enemies on the road.

Hurriedly running down the stairs, about seven or eight floors underground, nine people came to an archive.

Next door is the control room, from which you can directly blast the wall into it.

Frost and The Sleeper each posted a high-explosive shrapnel on the wall, and five seconds later there was a loud bang.

Smoke filled the air, soap and Gates threw flash bombs inwards, and then burst into the control room into a mess, but not many people broadcast the man saying that he was going to destroy the place.

But it doesn’t look like everyone is dedicated, leaving a mess of papers and running away.

“Soap Gates keeps the door.”

“Ghosts check dead ends.”

“Oyster, go find the retreat route.”

After giving the order, Price connected to the communication machine and asked sheffield over there.

“Take down the control room, give me the instruction to self-destruct!”

Sheffield would seem to be absent, and it was another commander named Overlord who replied: “Received, the instructions are as follows…”

As he spoke, Price asked SC Johnson to enter the password on the center console, while he looked up the surveillance on another screen.

SC Johnson got the order and trotted to the center console.

But then as soon as he looked at the keyboard, he was suddenly blinded.

It was all Russian keyboards, or an unconventional layout, and he couldn’t read even a single character on the keyboard.

“No, this…”

The SC Johnson sweated in the palms of his hands.

There are two large screens in the control room.

One piece is external surveillance video and the like.

The other is the data information of the warhead, which indicates the current position and arrival speed of the warhead.

The Magnesium Guys are now unable to destroy warheads above the atmosphere by effective means.

If you want to destroy, you have to wait for the warhead to fall to a certain height, at least near the coast.

And the warhead has now crossed the Atlantic Ocean.

In less than ten minutes, even if it is self-destructed, the super EMP electromagnetic disturbance will instantly cut off the entire East Coast.

This is equivalent to opening the welcome door for Brother Xiong, who is ready to attack on a large scale.

In a minute and a half, SC Johnson had only ninety seconds left.

And the destruction command of the warhead is not as simple as the six zeros often said in film and television dramas.

Three times twenty is exactly sixty random garbled numbers plus letter symbols.

Sc Johnson sweated in the palms of his hands.

The Overlord said the instruction calmly, but SC Johnson hesitated for half a day and could not knock down a word.

At this time, live over there.

The big man of the General Staff Operations Department saw that Johnson’s hand was on the keyboard and did not press it for a long time, and he was anxious.

One grabbed the microphone and shouted, “Three or two holes!” ”

“Hands on the F and J keys of a regular keyboard!”

As soon as he said this, SC Johnson’s mind was clear.

Russian is not understood, but this unique Oriental military code is too familiar to SC Johnson.

The crackling of the keyboard suddenly sounded.

The big guy said, and SC Johnson quickly typed in the instruction.

Seventy seconds later, at 787, SC Johnson entered the last symbol and slammed Enter.

“Done!”

The control room was suddenly quiet, and everyone looked nervously at the screen.

The Overlord was silent for a few seconds, then said, “Wait for confirmation, wait… etc…”

As the minutes and seconds passed, SC Johnson stared at the screen, afraid that he had typed the wrong symbol when he was nervous.

Ten seconds later, the crowd could clearly hear the cheers coming from the Overlord’s side: “141, your mission is complete!” ”

“The warheads all self-destructed, and although they would have some electromagnetic effects on the coastal areas, we managed to avoid a catastrophe.”

“Thanks for your assistance, now you get out of there!”

Hearing this, SC Johnson collapsed in his chair in frustration.

, I’ve been fighting for half a year, and I don’t know how many people I’ve killed.

But just now, he used the keyboard to easily save a world.

It’s really the wrong industry…

But at this time.

Before the crowd could cheer and celebrate, Price brought up surveillance records outside the base.

A tall bald head glanced at the overhead surveillance and smiled at the surveillance.

At the same time, Rezenov saw this man and squinted: “Kravchenko… You are indeed here. ”

At the same time, the message came from the side of the Sleeper: “Are you finished!?” We grabbed two cars, hurry up! ”

Immediately after, McMillan, who was far away from the 141 base, also shouted: “Evacuate!” From me, I saw a lot of people assembling in all directions! ”