The moon was drawing closer.
Its current distance from the ground... was 330,000 kilometers.
"All interstellar weapons, begin preheating."
Lin Qing looked at the large screen in the central control room, where a simulated trajectory of the moon's approach had been plotted. At its current speed, it was expected to crash straight into them at 11 a.m. the day after tomorrow.
It would not fall like a stone.
When the moon came within 9,000 kilometers of the ground, it would encounter the rigid-body Roche limit and be torn apart by gravity, turning into countless meteors that would rain down.
The maximum range of the interstellar weapons was 16,000 kilometers. The experts at the Weapons Research Center recommended beginning the attack at maximum range and destroying the moon as early as possible.
That way, most of the lunar fragments would become space debris.
The remaining fragments that entered Earth's atmosphere—tiny debris would be burned away and consumed by the atmosphere, while larger rocks would be dealt with by defensive weapons.
"...This is the strategy that minimizes losses." Samui handed Lin Qing the documents prepared by the experts.
Lin Qing waved a hand and did not take them.
He trusted the experts, and he trusted Samui.
What worried Lin Qing was something else.
"You think it won't be that simple?" Samui asked.
Lin Qing said, "Hidan isn't very smart.
"But behind him are the White Snake Sage and Uchiha Obito. The former has a thousand years of memories, while the latter is sinister, cunning, and utterly without scruples.
"Otsutsuki Toneri is also the kind of ruthless man who, for the sake of safety, would turn his own father's corpse into a puppet."
Lin Qing watched the moon "slowly" advancing across the screen.
"It's hard for me to imagine that a group like