Hello, Mr. Major General

The first thousand two hundred and forty-four chapters: my bedside story with you

"The Tunguska explosion? Oh, I said why this place name sounds so familiar, it turned out to be because of this." Gu Nianzhi took out his mobile phone to search.

There are many relevant news and entry explanations on the Internet, but many of them are reposted from the same article, so they look similar.

"An explosion more than a hundred years ago was as powerful as 20 million tons of TNT explosives.-It was too powerful. There was no atomic bomb at that time. How could there be such a powerful explosion?" Gu Nianzhi smacked his tongue. .

"Tens of millions of trees in more than two thousand square kilometers were burned and charred. Their falling postures are very strange, they all point to a center, just like the crop circles of later generations."

When Gu Nianzhi saw this, he said, "Isn't the crop circle proved to be man-made, isn't it a natural phenomenon?"

The ancestors of fraud in the modern sense are actually British, because.They are the earliest industrialized countries, and along with the emergence of industrialization, there have also been large-scale modern frauds. For example, the crop circle closely connected with the first industrial revolution first appeared at that time.

Unfortunately, under the malicious propaganda of the West, the Chinese Empire, which has fallen from its peak and re-emerged, has become the birthplace of fraud.

Huo Shaoheng put all the clothes back in the box, locked it, and said: "If the Tunguska explosion was man-made, what would happen?"

"This...Isn't it possible?" Gu Nianzhi continued to look down, and said in surprise: "At that time, there were feelings throughout Europe and parts of Asia. Fortunately, it was in the Tunguska region of Siberia, just in case. Where there are more people, that’s a lot worse."

"There are so many theories about the specific cause?" Gu Nianzhi read the information she saw to Huo Shaoheng. "Some people think it is a comet collision. Well, this is the common opinion in the academic world. Others still think it is an alien spacecraft collision. Some people think that it was a small black hole passing through the blue star...Tsk, this brain hole is definitely not a science fiction writer, but a scientist?"

Huo Shaoheng curled his lips and turned around and said, "Then you should discuss this topic with Ms. Song."

"Ms. Song is too high-end, so I only deserve to read these popular science books like stall literature." Gu Nianzhi laughed, "Well, there is an expansive explanation here, saying it is antimatter. Pros and cons. Bump, bang! Everything vanishes, like the "dust to dust, dirt to dirt" recorded in the "Bible"!"

Huo Shaoheng stood up and turned around and said, "Look, isn't this just matching high-energy physics?"

"...You mean anti-matter?" Gu Nianzhi frowned. "If it's really anti-matter, it might indeed cause such a big damage."

It is said that when half a gram of iron and half a gram of "anti-iron" collide, the power of the explosion is equivalent to the power of the atomic bomb dropped on Hiroshima.

"Well, if that's the case, the Tunguska explosion is equivalent to a thousand atomic bombs, which is the power of 500 grams of collision between front and back'iron'."

Gu Nianzhi frowned again, "However, antimatter simply cannot exist in the natural state."

"Yes, antimatter cannot exist in nature unless it is in a specific laboratory environment, or radioactive decay occurs in nuclear research, and trivial and fleeting antimatter will be observed in cosmic rays."

Huo Shaoheng seems to be familiar with this point. He said: “Even if antimatter is produced in the laboratory, it can only appear in a very short time because it will inevitably come into contact with the laboratory utensils and thus become annihilated.”

"The collision of positive and negative matter, the energy that can burst out is beyond your imagination."

"In front of it, nuclear weapons are not enough."

Gu Nianzhi looked suspiciously at Huo Shaoheng: "Why do you seem to have studied this thing? Don't tell me that it is the bedside story that Ms. Song told you when you were a kid."

"Of course not. Ms. Song's biological son is called "Scientific Research". I just gave it to her for the phone bill." Huo Shaoheng was humorous.

Gu Nianzhi heard this but was very sad.

She put down the phone, walked over to hold Huo Shaoheng's waist, put her head on his chest, and said, "I will tell you a bedside story in the future."

Huo Shaoheng: "..."

He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, and said dumbly, "Aren't you stupid? You sleep with me and I will give you time to tell stories?"

Gu Nianzhi: "..."

His heartbroken sadness and tenderness were completely destroyed by him.

Gu Nianzhi pushed him away expressionlessly, and tried to bring the topic back: "...You are so concerned about antimatter research, is it because it is related to the weapons research of the military?"

Huo Shaoheng smiled without saying a word, picked up the suitcases of the two of them, "Let's go, I have to buy some warm coats for you to go to Siberia."

Siberia is a vast area in northwestern Russia, covering more than 10 million square kilometers, from the Ulla Mountains to the Pacific Ocean, from the Arctic Ocean to Hakke, and even in some places bordering the Chinese Empire.

Siberia has a subarctic coniferous forest climate, very cold, and there are at least 7 months below zero each year.

It is early May and it is slightly warmer, but for Gu Nianzhi, who grew up in C city in the south, it is still a very cold winter.

The only thicker clothing she brought was a windbreaker, which was not enough to withstand the cold Siberian wind.

Gu Nianzhi followed Huo Shaoheng out of the hotel to check out, and at a glance, he saw the familiar jeep, parked at the door of the hotel swagger.

Vladimir, the hairy KGB second-hand, leaned against the car door.

The smiling driver uncle poked his head out of the car window and greeted with a smile: "Cereus, where are you going? Vladimir and I will be your free driver and tour guide, and send you wherever you want to go! "

Gu Nianzhi: "..."

Huo Shaoheng was not surprised at all.

So he didn't even call the car, just waiting for the two goods to be delivered automatically.

In Russia, with KGB escorts, he doesn't have to think about security by himself.

Thank the KGB, thank President Pushin.

Huo Shaoheng unceremoniously opened the rear door and said: "Then bother, thank you both for the hospitality."

"You're welcome. You're welcome. Cereus or I!" The driver made a grimace at Gu Nianzhi, "Come on, get in the car."

Gu Nianzhi smiled and got into the car behind Huo Shaoheng.

Vladimir's face was dark.

Damn it!

How can there be an illusion that Huo Shaoheng is taking advantage of this guy?!

After getting in the car, Vladimir kept his stinky face without speaking.

The uncle driver was unaware, and chatted with Gu Nianzhi happily.

"Cereus, where are you going?"

"Go buy some warm coats first, and then travel to Siberia. — Isn't it, Huo Shao?" Gu Nianzhi looked at Huo Shaoheng.

Huo Shaoheng let out an "um", his expression calm and natural.

"Buy a coat," Vladimir said grotesquely. "Then go to Gum."

"Really going to Gum?!" The driver's eyes widened, "That's the most luxurious and most luxurious place in Russia!"

"Gum?" Gu Nianzhi lowered his head and checked with his mobile phone. "The full name is Gum National Department Store. Tsk tsk, this name is rubbish."

However, although the name is dirty and rubbish, it is Moss City, and even the most luxurious shopping mall in Russia, and security checks are required when entering.

All Bluestar luxury brands have flagship stores here.

Its scale is evident.

When Gu Nianzhi and Huo Shaoheng got off the car, they were shocked to see the security check at the door.

Vladimir smiled strangely and watched Huo Shaoheng and Gu Nianzhi walk into Gum, and said, "Huh, let Major General Huo shed some blood and let him use us."

"How did he take advantage of us? Aren't we monitoring them?" The uncle driver was puzzled.

Vladimir was heartbroken.

Why does he have such a careless subordinate?!

This is today's third update: Chapter 1244 "My Bedside Story with You".

Good night, dears!

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