"A proactive businessman should have a watertight contract as well as an impenetrable bulletproof vest." Looking at the dome that enveloped the entire city and the mushroom cloud that was gradually dispersing, a smile appeared on Jiang Chen's face. He raised his glass to the sky outside the window. "Cheers to our victory."
The mushroom cloud slowly disintegrated above the Holy Shield.
The airflow generated by the weather weapon gently brought the dust formed at an altitude of 20 kilometers above Coro City to the depths of the Pacific Ocean.
Radiation dust was a problem, but this problem would not be borne by Xin. The weather weapon would send these nasty things back to the hands of the UA through the Pacific Rim monsoon. As for the remaining dust, Future Heavy Industries and Future Biology would be responsible for cleaning it up.
Of course, it must be the UA's war reparations that paid for the cleanup.
Standing next to Jiang Chen, Natasha raised her head and stared at the light curtain in the sky.
"What is that?"
"That's a shield." Jiang Chen put down the glass and smiled. He crossed his fingers on his knees and said nonchalantly, "A spear that can penetrate it doesn't exist in this world yet."
The last time he came back from the apocalypse, he brought back two things.
One was the weather weapon.
As for the other thing, it was naturally the Holy Shield System.
"… I finally know why you are so calm." Natasha muttered to herself as she stared blankly at the sky.
"Thank you for the compliment." Jiang Chen smiled and said, "By the way, I really appreciate the expression on your face."
"… but how are you going to defend against the attack on the space elevator?" With the faint smile on Jiang Chen's face, Natasha recalled how she persuaded Jiang Chen to take refuge in Moscow with her a few days ago. She couldn't help but blush and said unconvincingly, "Your space elevator is 36,000 kilometers long. How are you going to defend against NATO missile attacks?"
"36,000 kilometers is indeed long, but our laser air defense array is not weak," Jiang Chen smiled and continued. "Think about it. If they plan to rely on numbers to break through our laser air defense array, what kind of missiles do you think they will use?"
Although it was a question, there was obviously only one answer.
It was impossible for the Pentagon to choose an intercontinental missile with a large load of combat components because it would be a live target for Celestial Trade's laser air defense array. If they wanted to rely on numbers to break through Celestial Trade's air defense system, then the best choice for the Pentagon was to use the BGM-109C, the Tomahawk cruise missile with a moderate launch distance, moderate power, and relatively moderate cost!
"Did you forget that five aircraft carrier battle groups have arrived near the Mariana Islands?" "They are fully capable of launching hundreds of Tomahawks at your space elevator at the same time."
"Aircraft carrier battle group?" "If they still exist in this world, they can indeed do this."
"Could it be you?!" In shock, Natasha looked at Jiang Chen in disbelief. Her lips were wide open in shock. "… But, but how is this possible?! That was five aircraft carrier battle groups! Even if … "
Even if the Guardian-class frigates modified with electromagnetic pulse cannons were powerful enough, it was still a bit ridiculous for Celestial Trade's navy to compete with five aircraft carrier battle groups. Not to mention that all of Celestial Trade's submarines were in the Caribbean Sea at the moment.
"Even if there are more than 70 fish in the Pacific Ocean, it would take a while, right?" Jiang Chen shook his head with a smile. "But for nature, it is not difficult to destroy five aircraft carrier battle groups at the same time."
For nature?
Natasha was taken aback for a moment and didn't understand the meaning of Jiang Chen's words.
"There is only one advantage to solving problems by force."
Without explaining, Jiang Chen ended the previous topic with an ambiguous sentence.
He reached out his finger, clicked on the holographic screen of the watch, clicked two buttons on the screen at random, then turned it off. He continued to look at the clear night sky, smiled, and then said softly.
"That is to get an immediate response."
Since Mr. Pence took the lead to press the nuclear button.
Then no matter what he did now, no one would think it was too much.
…
“5”
“4”
“3”
“2”
“1”
“0”
"Launch."
The two launch buttons were pressed at the same time.
The dazzling electric arc flashed in an instant, and a silver line as thin as a toothpick separated from the boat sailing on the synchronous orbit.
It was slender and small, as light as a feather. Compared to the land beneath it and the universe behind it, it was so insignificant that everyone would overlook its existence.
However, at the moment of contact with the atmosphere, the silver line began to shine and instantly turned into a hundred-meter-long fire dragon. Like the second sun rising from the horizon, it roared and roared at the earth. The scorching high temperature melted the ablative material on its surface. Even the strong and heat-resistant titanium alloy material rippled like oil waves, and the tungsten core warhead was gradually peeled back …
That tungsten rod!
Under the action of the built-in gyroscope, it was connected to the coordinates that were about to be hit in a straight line.
Its speed was too fast.
So much so that it only appeared on the radar of the Wyoming Air Force Base for a short moment.
And when the people standing directly below it finally discovered the "extra" sun, everything was over.
The fire touched the ground, and no echo could be heard in space. A cross-shaped crack was permanently engraved on the blue planet, followed by a vortex collapse, turning the plains into basins, and the basins into hills. Flames of tens of thousands of degrees burned on the withered grass, and the raging shock wave swept everything, turning everything into coke, turning everything into ruins …
The rolling waves swept across the earth, carrying sand and dust over the town hundreds of kilometers away. The farmers sitting on the agricultural motorcycles raised their heads slightly, as if wondering what the light was just now. The people of Wyoming ran from their houses to the streets, looking at each other in shock, thinking that there was an earthquake.
However, it was not until half an hour later that they learned from the town's radio, Facebook, and Twitter on their mobile phones what happened at the Wyoming Air Force Base, which was less than 50 kilometers away from them, and other military bases in the United States that stored strategic nuclear weapons …
The button was pressed countless times.
Tungsten rods were fired from the SS Expedition's anti-aircraft guns in a burst of dazzling white light.
This was originally a weapon designed for Devil Worms and Spitters, but now it was used to slaughter its own kind. Fortunately, this was a war to end all wars, and this was the last time such a weapon was used on humans …
Probably.
Pacific Strategic Weapons Facility, Andrews Air Force Base, Nevada, Warren Air Force Base, New Mexico Air Force Base, Montana Minot Air Force Base, North Dakota Plant, Texas Bacchus Air Force Base, Louisiana Ellsworth Air Force Base, Missouri Strategic Weapons Facility …
It took Ghost Agents about a year to collect the list, and the KGB agents also helped.
All military facilities that stored or were suspected to store nuclear weapons were included in the bombardment range of the rail guns. Whether the military base was located in the wilderness or in the downtown area of a small city. From the moment President Pence pressed the nuclear button, the civilian casualty assessment had been removed from the evaluation of rail bombardment.
SS Expedition, center of the bridge.
Reflected in his eyes was a sea of fire. Standing under the holographic screen, the captain of HMS Expedition stood there like a statue with a calm and dignified expression on his face.
In front of him were images taken by observation satellites. Each image corresponded to a military base, and each cluster of flames corresponded to a dead life.
Not every one of the fifty military bases included in the strike range was actually equipped with nuclear warheads, but as long as they stored nuclear warheads or other strategic weapons, most of them suffered a second explosion.
At this time, his adjutant walked next to him and performed a neat military salute.
"The Celestial Trade Marines are in place, ready to depart at any time!"
The captain nodded slowly, raised his arm, and looked at his watch.
The eyes under the brim of the general's hat suddenly flashed with a hint of coldness.
He spoke.
"The Seventh and Eighth Orbital Airborne Brigades, the Ninth Power Armor Brigade, all ground combat forces enter the launch port."
"Coordinates, Capital."
"Begin airdrop!"
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