I Evolved Into a Super Tyrannosaurus Before Future Humans Arrived Chapter 80
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Blake wondered if this 500 kilograms of good stuff will allow it to make a big leap forward in its evolution.
"Mr. Will Quake, the Giant beast has swallowed the package!"
In the temporary base, a researcher came to Will Quake's house and said.
"Okay, Ms. Carol Garcia, we will record the whole process!"
Will Quake nodded immediately, then he walked out of the house with Galgado and Carol Garcia.
This time, the United States had also developed more than a dozen quantum aerial photographs.
Aerial photographs were very easy to manufacture, but to complete prehistoric quantum communication, this was the biggest problem!
In the world now, only the United States' quantum communication field was the strongest.
It far surpassed the other big countries.
More than a dozen quantum aerial cameras began to work.
Meanwhile, the base received a large number of images.
"Let's start setting up too!"
Galgado said to the researchers in the field of quantum communication behind him.
These were the elites of his team.
"Set up what? !"
Will Quake asked curiously.
"Why do you think the higher-ups agreed to let us come to prehistoric times?"
"Don't forget, there's still Japan eyeing us like a tiger eyeing its prey!"
Galgado looked at him and said, "I remember that you were quite smart in the past. Why can't you think straight these days?"
"..."
The corner of Will Quake's mouth twitched. If alrgado was a man, he would have punched her directly.
Unfortunately, she was a woman.
He couldn't attack her.
"Mr. Will Quake, this time, Galgado came to prehistoric times not only for his research, but also for the purpose of deciphering the cruise signal of pufferfish No. 666."
"Fugu 666? ! ! !"
Will Quake's eyes bulged, and he immediately became angry.
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"What on Earth are the Japanese thinking? Are they crazy?"
Fugu 666 was a powerful nuclear fusion weapon!
In the original space-time, it had long been forbidden to use and test it.
This time, they had thought that the other side would send out powerful missiles, but they had never thought that Hercules would be deployed.
"So, I'm here."
Galgado smiled at Will Quake.
"Galgado, we must decode the enemy's cruise signal!"
Will Quake said solemnly.
"Yes!"Galgado nodded seriously and replied solemnly.
At the same time, about 100 kilometers away from uranium deposit no. 1.
The folded space opened.
The third wave of Japanese support materials began to be sent rapidly.
"Start the communication!"
"Captain Masanori Ohashi, Captain Masanori Ohashi, Captain Masanori Ohashi, this is Fugu No. 1, this is Fugu No. 1, please respond if you hear me."
"Please respond if you hear me!"
In the No. 1 uranium deposit.
Masanori Ohashi, who was working hard to mine the ore, suddenly heard what he was doing.
Then, he pressed the radio headset beside his ear without leaving a trace.
"This is explorer No. 2. This is Captain Masanori Ohashi. I hear you, I hear you!"
Masanori Ohashi replied in a low voice.
"Captain Masanori Ohashi, this is Fugu No. 1. Please advise!"
"Permission to fire fugu no. 666!"
Masanori Ohashi said in a hoarse voice with incomparable hatred.
These past few days, he had been mining here day and night, and he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
And this fugu 666 was his last hope!
He had to get rid of the Super Tyrannosaurus Blake!
As long as they killed the Super Tyrannosaurus Blake, then they would naturally not need to continue mining!
At that time, they would be able to launch a series of prehistoric exploration plans!
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"Roger, Roger! !"
After Fugu No. 1's support team received Masanori Ohashi's reply, they began to move quickly!
"Activate the load station! !"
"Begin to adjust the launching angle! !"
"Activate bio-thermal sensing, target, Super Tyrannosaurus Blake!"
"Launching into a ready state..."
"Estimated launch time, 15 minutes."
"Current preparation time: 00 minutes, 01 seconds!"
Seeing that pufferfish No. 666 had entered the ready-to-launch state,.
Hercules No. 1's team also started to move in the direction of Masanori Ohashi.
As long as pufferfish No. 666 was activated, it didn't need to be artificially controlled.
Three pufferfish No. 666 nuclear bombs were ready.
All That's left is to wait for the launch!
... ... ... ... ... . .
In modern times, America is more than a science laboratory.
Round tables were held in several countries.
"Mr. Noshima, what do you want to tell us?"
Asked Professor Gus Turner, squinting his eyes when he saw him.
"Stop pretending. We've used three Fugu 666 missiles, and we're about to launch an attack on the Super Tyrannosaurus Blake."
"I'm here to ask you. After you kill Blake, you must share all your research results within half a year!"
"This way, our Japanese research team will be able to quickly complete the exploration mission in the prehistoric era!"
Nojimi slowly swept his gaze over professor Gus Turner and said confidently.
"Hahaha! !"
When Professor Gus Turner heard this, he immediately laughed.
"Let's not talk about whether or not your fugu 666 can kill Super Tyrannosaurus Blake. Do you still want our country's research results? Are you still asleep? If you're not awake, then go and sleep for a while."
After Yoshiki Nojima heard Professor Gus Turner's words.
His face couldn't help but turn gloomy.
"In that case, let's sit here and see!"
After saying that, Yoshiki Nojima didn't say anything else. Instead, he looked at the monitor in front of him.
It seemed to be to show off.
This time, the Japanese actually fixed the quantum camera in front of the three fugu 666 launch vehicles.
Professor Gus Turner took a look and then looked away.
It was indeed Fugu 666.
It seemed that sending Galgado and the others was an important decision!
As for whether Galgado could decipher Hercules' signal.
Gus Turner was quite confident about this.
After all, Galgado has a sharp mind.
Even when she was in school, she had developed many strange devices.
Once again, those devices directly caused a large-scale blackout in the area where he lived. It took a week before the electricity supply was barely restored.
Therefore, Professor Gus Turner was very confident about the scientists in his country.
He was very confident!
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