The USS Obama sunk.
Floating on the sea tens of kilometers away, the spherical observer, which rose and fell with the waves, used its wide-angle camera to faithfully record the last scene of the USN fleet being swallowed by the typhoon.
Unlike the previous two unlucky destroyers, USS Obama, as the flagship, persisted to the end until a freighter rolled up by a typhoon smashed directly on its deck. Only then did its good luck run out and it was sent to the bottom of the sea.
Sitting in the cabin of the Parrot, Zhou Guoping stared blankly at the scene on the screen with a cup of hot water handed to him by the captain.
It took him a while to recover from the shock.
"This is …"
"Your General's new toy seems to be called a weather weapon or something." Captain Wang walked to Zhou Guoping's side with a cup of hot water. Looking at the messy sea on the screen, he couldn't help but smack his lips, "This f * cking annihilated a fleet. That's too bad * ss."
"Pfft, it's all because we have been tracking the coordinates of this fleet." The pilot in the pilot's seat curled his lips in disapproval, "Let their plane guide the weather strike by itself. They might not even be able to touch the back of their opponent's head."
"Okay, don't be so sour." The captain of the Parrot laughed and looked at Zhou Guoping, "Your General personally went to North America. If I were you, I would have to think about what to say when I see him later."
"Can I get off the ship in Wanghai?" Zhou Guoping smiled bitterly.
"Of course not." The captain shook his head and said, "Who will pay us to throw you in Wanghai?"
"Pay?" Zhou Guoping was taken aback.
"Haha, that's right, a hundred thousand credits!" The captain patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Don't look so bitter, relax! If I were you, I would be happy for a while. After all, if I was caught by pirates, my boss would definitely not spend so much money to get me back! "
…
When the weather strike began, the war was already over.
After bypassing the air defense positions on the West Coast, the fourteen F-79s arrived over Nevada and circled around the entrance of the West Coast Meteorological Center for a while. In the end, they could only stare at the bare hills and empty military bases before they helplessly returned in the direction of Panama.
The USS Obama had sunk, and the USN's dream of reviving the UA was completely destroyed at sea.
After the weather strike ended, Lilith modified the climate guidance program of the weather weapon according to Jiang Chen's instructions. The heavy snow that should have fallen in the eastern Pan-Asia region was tilted to the Mediterranean Sea at the other end of Eurasia.
She believed that from this year onward, European survivors would be able to have a different Christmas.
In the colony, Jiang Chen was certain that from this year on, the European survivors would have a different Christmas. The three parties discussed matters related to the maintenance of future weather weapons and finally decided that the three parties would jointly send troops to guard the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center.
Of course, because NAC accounted for the majority of the energy expenditure in the climate guidance project, the number of soldiers stationed at the Meteorological Monitoring Center was, of course, the largest. For other survivor forces, the maintenance of such a large quantum computer was certainly a burden to avoid, but for NAC, it was what they wanted.
For other survivor forces, maintaining such a large quantum computer was certainly a burden to avoid, but for NAC, it was exactly what they wanted. For other survivor forces, maintaining such a large quantum computer was certainly a burden to avoid, but for NAC, it was exactly what they wanted.
This also meant that Jiang Chen could blatantly send a scientific research team to study the technology of the weather weapon.
If possible, he wanted to create one in the modern world.
After returning to the governor's office, Jiang Chen met Zhou Guoping, who was personally sent by the captain of the Parrot.
As soon as their eyes met, Zhou Guoping looked at Jiang Chen, who was half-smiling, then he smiled bitterly and lowered his head.
"Sorry, I messed up."
"You did mess up a lot of things." Jiang Chen smiled, paused for a moment, then continued, "But in the end, it was the chip in your head that sank the coordinates of the USN fleet. I will reluctantly count it as your contribution. "
"Thank you, General …" Zhou Guoping said gratefully.
"Don't thank me." Jiang Chen waved his hand. "I have seen the financial report you left when you governed the colony. In general, although you didn't make any major contributions during this time, you did put in a lot of hard work. It's not your fault for encountering this. It doesn't seem reasonable to hold you accountable for this. "
Zhou Guoping only had a hundred people in his hands at the time. It was indeed not his incompetence that he couldn't win against the USN. It was unlikely that someone else could do better than him in that situation. The only thing he did wrong was that he didn't immediately report the discovery of the nuclear weapons. However, this was also human nature. When faced with information that had a lot of uncertainty, it was necessary to verify it first and ensure the reliability of the information before reporting it to the rear. After all, the governor was a position with a lot of decision-making power. He was not a soldier who carried a gun and had to report everything to the rear.
Being the governor of a colony was a hard job that not many people were willing to do. If he was punished too harshly because of this matter, the negative impact would definitely outweigh the positive impact in the end. After some consideration, Jiang Chen finally made the choice to be lenient.
"Although you didn't have a big problem in the end, and you even made a small contribution in the end, with such a big mess, it would be unreasonable not to punish you. How about this, I will fine you half a year's salary and one year of probation. Are you satisfied with this result? "
When he heard the punishment for himself, the big stone in Zhou Guoping's heart was finally put down. Zhou Guoping looked at Jiang Chen gratefully. He was about to thank him, but Jiang Chen raised his hand and signaled him to stop talking.
"Don't thank me. I am punishing you. What do you mean by thanking me? Do you think my punishment is too light? "
Zhou Guoping scratched his head with a forced smile after Jiang Chen glared at him and quickly said.
"General, you are right."
"You are now on probation, so perform well." Looking at the respectful Zhou Guoping, Jiang Chen smiled and then said, "If you do well, continue to sit in this position. If you don't achieve anything, you can go back to Wanghai and retire."
As Jiang Chen said this, he stood up from the chair and patted the back of the chair.
"Okay, I won't stay here any longer. This chair is yours, so of course, you should sit here."
"Of course not!" Zhou Guoping laughed awkwardly and habitually flattered, "After all, this chair was lent to me by you, Marshal. You can sit on it as long as you want, I'll just stand!"
"Okay, don't flatter me all the time." Looking at the flattering Zhou Guoping, Jiang Chen jokingly scolded, "I don't want to see flattery, I want to see the results you achieve. I still have things to do, so I won't listen to your bullshit. "
But Jiang Chen had to admit that this guy was indeed good at flattering.
At least it was pleasant to listen to and not to the point of making people feel disgusted.
Jiang Chen patted this guy's shoulder and under the flattering gaze, he left the governor's office and headed to the command center.
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