The Guide to the End of the World: Four Sentinels Compete for Favor

"Principal, have you seen the video?"

Xue Muqing's gloomy and cold voice came to her ears. Ai Wanxin opened her eyes and suddenly found herself sitting in a dim room.

Xue Muqing's tall figure stood not far ahead. The only light in the entire room was a three-dimensional projection in the air in front of him, emitting a light blue fluorescence.

The projection showed a bust of a man in a white military shirt. He looked to be in his sixties, with neatly combed hair that had already turned gray. His small eyes were full of brilliance, and he had a kind of calm and elegance that only came from an elder who had experienced many ups and downs.

Xue Muqing called him the principal, could he be Yang Chongzhang?

In that case, Ai Wanxin carefully observed his eyebrows and eyes, and found that he was indeed somewhat similar to Yang Jici.

Yang Chongzhang nodded slightly and said, "I've seen it."

"Principal, that was captured by the infrared radar of the Super Tiger Armor carrier-based fighter. The aircraft reached a speed of 250 knots, which is nearly 460 kilometers per hour, and its flight altitude was 6000 meters. At the end of the video, the aircraft, which had been locked by the fighter's fire control radar, suddenly turned and escaped from the radar's monitoring at an extremely fast speed and incredible acceleration."

Xue Muqing paused and said in a deep voice: "The Tiger Armor carrier-based aircraft is equipped with the most advanced fire control radar in the world. As far as I know, no aircraft of any country can easily escape from being locked by it."

Yang Chongzhang was silent for a moment before he asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Principal, I need to know what that thing is." Xue Muqing said slowly and firmly.

Ai Wanxin had no idea about the flying speed that Xue Muqing mentioned, but she understood the part about getting rid of the fire control radar.

So, did a naval pilot capture a UFO with a speed far exceeding that of any current aircraft?

Yang Chongzhang and Xue Muqing stared at each other for a long time, and finally smiled helplessly and shook their heads: "Smart, stubborn, and never give up until you achieve your goal, Xiao Xue, you are still the same as when you were sixteen."

"If I don't tell you, you won't block me every day and prevent me from going to work like you did back then, right?"

Xue Muqing's originally tense shoulders relaxed slightly, and he still said in that cold voice: "No, there are too many guards around you now."

Yang Chongzhang laughed twice: "Not bad, our little Xue has learned how to joke."

He took a deep breath and said, "It's okay to tell you. I will tell you this sooner or later."

"The military has a budget every year to support the Transhuman Aviation Threat Identification Program. What your pilot photographed should be some kind of aircraft involved in this program."

Ah? Ai Wanxin's face wrinkled. What does that mean?

Perhaps Xue Muqing's face was not looking good either, so Yang Chongzhang patiently explained: "Let's put aside the source of this aircraft for now. The military is more concerned about aerospace safety, national security, and whether we can disassemble, access and recover those advanced technologies from such aircraft and use them for our own benefit."

Ai Wanxin was completely confused. According to Yang Chongzhang, they had discovered the spaceship a long time ago and even picked it up for research?

Her mind began to empty. It’s okay, it’s okay. You have been reborn. What’s so unacceptable?

Xue Muqing also seemed to be quite shocked. He was silent for a long time before he said, "Are we the only ones doing this?"

Yang Chongzhang shook his head: "No, as far as I know, many countries in the world are conducting similar research to varying degrees. Even some international capital giants and technology giants have established research bases on the high seas."

Xue Muqing half lowered his head and suddenly asked, "Wouldn't this be dangerous?"

Yang Chongzhang nodded. "So this plan is called the Aviation Threat Identification Plan. Without knowing whether the other party is friendly or not, we can only regard them as threats. Fortunately, no country has discovered any living organisms yet."

"Moreover, if we are the only one who fails to seize the fleeting opportunity, we may very likely fall behind in the increasingly fierce international competition."

"I understand." Xue Muqing did not comment on Yang Chongzhang's explanation. This was not something he could decide.

Yang Chongzhang's eyes on the projection were focused and deep: "Xiao Xue, I told you this top-secret plan, in addition to the fact that 50% of the aircraft discovered so far were obtained underwater, you will inevitably encounter them in the future, and there is another reason, that is, only the highest commander of the military can know about this plan, not even the parliament has the power to ask about it, do you understand what I mean?"

Ai Wanxin nodded thoughtfully. Yang Chongzhang really was training Xue Muqing as his successor...

Before Xue Muqing could answer, Ai Wanxin felt a huge force coming from behind her. In an instant, the dark room shattered, the sky spun, and she suddenly fell into the cabin of a bumpy ship.

The cabin door was opened from the outside, and the humid wind almost pushed Fu Meng, who was wearing a black raincoat, in.

"General." Fu Meng wiped the cold rain off his face, and said with his lips whitened by the cold, "We have arrived near the coordinates. Should we release the detection robot?"

Xue Muqing nodded, reached out to grab the raincoat on the back of the chair, and put it on as he strode out.

"Let's have a look together."

The wide hem of the military raincoat brushed past Ai Wanxin's side. Without hesitation, she turned around and followed Xue Muqing out of the cabin.

The sky was completely dark, heavy rain was pouring down, and the waves were surging on the majestic and vast sea. The ships that looked like huge monsters on normal days were drifting on the waves like a fallen leaf.

White waves several meters high hit the bow of the ship one after another, making a deafening noise.

In such weather, people walking on the deck can easily be swept into the sea by the huge waves.

The two walked to the stern with difficulty. Fu Meng trotted past Xue Muqing and shouted to the soldiers standing guard: "Release the detection robot!"

The light of the searchlight shone through the heavy rain and fell on the gantry at the stern of the ship. An elliptical capsule swung and slowly descended. When it approached the water surface, the four mechanical claws released at the same time, and the capsule fell into the water.

The hatches on both sides opened, and hundreds of octopus-shaped detection robots dived deep beneath the sea surface, spreading out in all directions.

There are more than a dozen such ships on the dark sea. To be honest, if the searchlights on the hulls were not on, Ai Wanxin would not be able to see their existence in such darkness.

She looked at Xue Muqing, who was standing in front of the crowd, in confusion. What was so urgent that required him to go out to sea in such weather?

The strong wind shredded Xue Muqing's low murmur into pieces, and only Ai Wanxin, who was standing very close, heard his words.

"What could this sudden, unforeseen meteor shower be?"