Too Many Reincarnators? I Bring the National Team to the Field - Chapter 115

Chapter 115

Jiang Yu was deep underground within the shelter. Her room wasn’t large, but it was highly secure. Li Xin had reinforced the door until it was indestructible, and a pane of bulletproof glass allowed her to observe the outside.

To ensure her safety, she was the only one in this room.

Sheng An had told her to enter her Space Ability as soon as possible.

But Jiang Yu hadn’t.

She knew that Sister Sheng and her teammates were all at their respective posts, preparing for the arrival of the meteors in half an hour.

She didn’t want to enter her Space Ability yet. She wanted to stay outside, feeling as if she were fighting side-by-side with her teammates.

Of course, she remained vigilant at every moment.

At the first sign of trouble, she would immediately retreat into her Space Ability to hide.

Standing by the door, she looked through the glass and could see a large television in the distance. It was broadcasting real-time footage of the meteors and the situation outside.

World was about to change.

The country could no longer act like a mother hen, shielding its people entirely beneath its wings to protect them from the storm.

Everyone would have to face this world on their own.

In her previous life, Jiang Yu had stumbled through the apocalypse in a daze. The only impressions left in her mind were disaster, destruction, death, and chaos.

Back then, it wouldn’t have been an exaggeration to describe the world as being littered with corpses.

This time was completely different. She was seeing the arrival of the meteors clearly. Those massive, flaming rocks streaked across the sky like a torrential downpour, destroying everything in their path. Every time the screen flickered and the camera angle changed, it meant another monitor had been destroyed.

Jiang Yu felt a sense of panic; her heart felt like it was going to leap out of her chest.

Instinctively clutching her chest, she murmured, “Sister Sheng, please… all of you, stay safe.”

Inside the Core Shelter, every sector was a hive of activity.

“B21 is currently transferring!”

“C33 has successfully transferred to C30.”

…

“Central Command, Central Command, we have an emergency in B45. The number of refugees has exceeded capacity. Requesting to clear a freight garage.”

Immediately, a new order was issued: “Clearing of B45 approved. Transfer freight vehicles to the nearest location, B46.”

“Copy that. B46 is ready to receive.”

“B45 beginning transfer. Estimated completion in nineteen minutes.”

…

“Zone A Shelter has completed all preparations.”

“Zone C Shelter is fully prepared.”

“Zone B? Zone B?”

“Zone B expects to be fully prepared in eighteen minutes!”

“Zone D…”

…

On the surface.

Sheng An stood at the highest observation post of the Core Shelter, with Hao Jingye standing beside her.

The screens in front of them were clearer than the ones underground, and they had two additional interfaces.

One showed the ground: shelters scattered about like inverted bowls, providing firm protection.

The other showed the sky: red dots, each one locked on, approaching the Blue Star at a terrifying speed.

These were only the large meteors that had been locked onto; there were countless smaller meteors that couldn’t be tracked.

And every single one that hit the ground would bring a massive catastrophe.

The interface flashed red warning signals continuously.

The sky had turned a blood-red hue.

The first wave of interceptor missiles launched from the ground collided with the red dots at that moment. A blinding white light flashed across the screen, followed by total darkness for two full seconds before the display flickered back to life.

Only those in charge knew how many monitors they had switched through in those brief two seconds.

A few red dots vanished, some split into several smaller red dots, and others didn’t change at all.

The dense cluster of red dots, symbolizing the meteors, continued to hurtle toward the ground.

Sheng An and Hao Jingye weren’t surprised at all.

The purpose of the interceptors was never to truly stop the meteors.

They couldn’t possibly intercept a world-ending Meteor Shower.

But for every meteor that was eliminated or reduced in size, the trauma suffered by the planet would be that much smaller.

Their country wasn’t the only one continuously firing interceptor missiles.

The entire world was launching them into the skies above their own territories.

No one was stingy with resources.

Even if it meant emptying their entire stockpiles, it was worth it now.

If the world was destroyed, nothing would remain anyway.

The second wave of interceptors had already closed in, and the third wave was on the way.

They couldn’t control what happened abroad, but the domestic weaponry was doing everything in its power to defend the nation.

Hao Jingye constantly switched interfaces on his tablet. He looked at Sheng An and said, “Sister Sheng, everything is ready.”

Sheng An nodded.

Hao Jingye took a deep breath and began a silent countdown: “5, 4, 3, 2, 1…”

“Wooo-”

The fourth air-raid siren wailed. Only twenty minutes remained until the meteors made impact.
Sheng An picked up the communicator, her voice clear. “Launch.”

A series of responses echoed back-

“Copy that. A1 Base, Apocalypse Interceptor No. 1 launched!”

“Copy that. B1 Base, Apocalypse Interceptor No. 2 launched!”

…

“Copy that. E1 Base, Apocalypse Interceptor No. 5 launched!”

Sheng An pursed her lips.

Hao Jingye’s voice was solemn. “Compared to standard interceptor missiles, Apocalypse Interceptor No. 1 through No. 10 are our core weapons. However… they can only protect the area surrounding Jing City.”

From the moment the news of the Apocalypse was confirmed to the sale of that information to foreign nations in exchange for resources, the country’s technological resources had been poured almost entirely into the shelters and these ten special interceptor missiles.

Time had been too short; they could only modify ten.

All of them were stationed in Jing City. Using Jing City as the core, they were meant to intercept the high-lethality meteors in the surrounding vicinity.

In her previous life, no meteors had directly hit Jing City, but the situation in the surrounding areas had been so severe that Jing City was still devastated by the fallout.

Rather than letting the entire nation be left scarred and broken, it was better to concentrate their strength. Their goal was to carve out a true safe zone-a land of hope for this country and its people!

Sheng An remained silent.

Hao Jingye licked his dry lips, his voice tense. “Sister Sheng… do you think Shi City can be saved?”

Shi City was close to Jing City and fell within the safety zone they were fighting for.

Sheng An stared fixedly at the screen. After a long moment, she said, “We will do our best.”

By the time the first batch of Apocalypse Interceptor missiles collided with the meteors, another ten minutes had passed.

The air raid siren wailed for the fifth time, signifying that only ten minutes remained.

As the siren rang out, everyone moved into action.

Even though the people in the shelters were anxious and terrified, they gritted their teeth and let go of their loved ones. They maintained their distance, squatting on the ground and tilting their faces upward.

It was a strange posture.

However, this was the position the state had taught them. If someone began to transform into an Aberrant, it would be extremely obvious in this stance.

They were whispering instructions to one another-

“If I start to change, scream immediately. Get the police’s attention.”

“Don’t forget to run. Whatever you do, don’t worry about me. Once I become an Aberrant, you can’t think of me as your wife anymore.”

…

“Nannan, stay right here in this position. Remember what Mommy and Daddy taught you. If we change, you have to run immediately. Run and shout for help. Do you understand?”

…

“Grandpa, Grandma, just sit right here. Don’t go near anywhere where there’s a disturbance.”

…

“Tie my hands up. As long as my legs work, I can still run. I won’t allow myself the chance to hurt my family.”

…

On the surface, Sheng An remained where she stood.

After the fifth siren faded, she gave the order into the communicator: “Second batch, launch-”

Compared to the first batch, the five missiles in the second batch were even more significant.

Building upon the data from the first batch, they could lock on with greater precision and exert a much larger impact.

However, the ten-minute countdown was the earliest they could be launched.

The tension was palpable.

Hao Jingye felt as though it was becoming difficult to breathe.

Inside the communicator, a voice responded immediately to the order: “Copy that. A2 Base-”

Suddenly, the voice cut off.

The sky, which had still shown traces of daylight, abruptly plunged into darkness, leaving only a faint, ominous red glow amidst the black. The communicator emitted a piercing, screeching static, and the screen filled with white noise. The previously stable communication signals were all severed in an instant!

*Zzzzt… zzzzt…*

Hao Jingye’s face turned pale. “The magnetic field is failing!”

It wasn’t just the magnetic field. The instantaneous collapse of communications meant that everything-from magnetic fields to radio waves to light-was malfunctioning!

Hao Jingye leaned against the desk, unable to catch his breath.

It was a disaster!

The second batch-the most vital Apocalypse Interceptor missiles-couldn’t be launched!

As the person who had issued the command, Sheng An remained in the same position, still holding the communicator.

Her expression didn’t change in the slightest. “Go down.”

With the communications cut, she was speaking to those beside her.

Hao Jingye opened his mouth to speak, then clamped his jaw shut. He gave a sharp salute and turned to leave immediately.

Sheng An’s other communicator flickered. Wan Yuan’s anxious voice could faintly be heard: “Adjust it! Adjust it again! There!”

In the next instant, the urgent voice of the Chief Base Commander came through this specialized device: “Sheng An!”

Sheng An closed her eyes for a brief second. When she opened them again, her gaze was clear and her voice was cold as ice.

“Abort Plan A. Initiate Plan B. All members of the Apocalypse Special Affairs Department, move out!”