Although there was a curfew on the streets of Coro City, there was no curfew on the Internet. At the first moment of the nuclear explosion, some people who were not afraid of death even stuck their phones out of the window and broadcast the nuclear explosion live to the sky.
"Is that … a nuclear explosion?"
"It's a drill …"
"Fake, fake. Let's go."
"I think it might be a holographic projection? Isn't that what Future Technology is best at? Maybe they have already intercepted the nuclear missile on the high seas … "
"I like the idea of a holographic projection … The streamer can go to sleep."
Like other citizens of Coro City who survived the disaster, the streamer who pointed his phone at the sky was dumbfounded. He forgot about the comments and gifts, and forgot what he was doing at the moment.
Until yesterday, he was still crying his heart out over not being able to buy a plane ticket. Tonight, with the thought that since he was going to die anyway, he might as well be the first person to broadcast a nuclear explosion under a nuclear bomb. However, he didn't expect that he would actually survive …
In any case, he was destined not to be the first person to broadcast under a nuclear explosion. When the nuclear explosion occurred, he was not the only one who pointed his phone at the sky. A streamer also broadcast the nuclear explosion live.
All kinds of pictures and videos about the nuclear explosion in Coro City spread rapidly on the Internet. People clicked on it with a skeptical mentality, some reposted it, and some scoffed at it. But in any case, based on the dazzling cinematics, most people chose to repost it …
Ironically, in this short five minutes, the Capitol spokesperson who held the press conference and the media reporters who stood at the press conference were the last to learn the news …
Even if they knew, they probably wouldn't believe it.
"All twelve Tridents hit the target? Sh * t, this is crazy … "Walking in the hallway of the Capitol, Mike Pence's shoulders trembled slightly because of nervousness." This is crazy! "
There were two reasons for nervousness.
One was excitement, and the other was still excitement.
A Trident was loaded with eight 100,000-ton W-76 nuclear warheads (maximum 14). In their original plan, it would be a miracle if two or three nuclear warheads could successfully hit Xin. No one expected that all twelve Tridents would hit the target. Ninety-six nuclear warheads were enough to blow up the industrial facilities of Celestial Trade into smithereens …
It was foreseeable that Xin had become a living hell. Perhaps human rights organizations, environmental organizations, and other member states of the United Nations, and even their allies would condemn him and make trouble for him. He would be badly battered in the next four years of his term, and he might even face impeachment from the left.
But he was not afraid!
Just as his military adviser said, after absorbing Celestial Trade's technology, the UA would become the most powerful country in the world, and he, as the gambler for the UA to win the war, was undoubtedly the greatest president of the century. He turned the tide, pressed the nuclear button, and tore apart the paper tiger Celestial Trade …
Jogging behind Mike Pence, the assistant who caught up from behind reported.
"Mr. President, John Corning is looking for you. He is now in your office."
"Let him wait for me there. I need to go to the Congress now to solve the problem of the war refugees in Xin." Mike Pence said, "Nothing is more important than this now. We must keep those guys who are ready to make trouble calm down."
"But he seems to be in a hurry …" the assistant said hesitantly.
Mike Pence stopped, stared at his assistant, and said unmoved.
"I said, let him wait."
The assistant looked at the president blankly, and it took a while before he nodded.
"Okay, okay …"
"Then go quickly."
After the White House assistant left, Pence tidied up his collar and continued to walk outside.
Okay, he admitted that he was a little arrogant.
But he thought it was necessary.
As the leader who led the country back to the peak of hegemony, it was necessary for him to let the FBA director promoted by the former president and the Wall Street capitalists understand who was the master here.
It was a necessary demonstration against the forces of Wall Street.
Otherwise, if he allowed them to point fingers at him, it would be difficult for him to carry out his work as the president in the future.
Mike Pence continued to move forward. As he walked, he wondered if he should find an opportunity to replace John Corning from the position of FBA director. He couldn't sleep well if he let such an uncontrollable chess piece stand in such an important position. The CIB could be roped in, and the deputy director of the FBA …
At this moment, the entire Rainbow House shook violently, and the chandelier on the dome swayed violently.
He lost his balance. If it weren't for the female intern from the mail processing department who rushed forward to hold him, he would have fallen.
"Thank you … Damn, is it an earthquake?" Mike Pence stood up awkwardly and glanced out the window angrily.
However, as soon as he looked, his line of sight was firmly glued to the window, and he was dumbfounded.
"What is that?"
…
Beep –!
The highway was congested into a long queue, and sirens sounded one after another.
People who thought there was an earthquake fled from the building to the street in a panic, seriously blocking the traffic in Capital.
He pushed open the car door and got out of the car. Standing on the congested road, a man in a suit and tie held the car door with his right hand and looked at the sky with a frown.
"What is that …"
Not far away, a big hole was broken in the clouds.
It was as if it was penetrated by something!
Vaguely, he recalled that at the moment of the earthquake, he seemed to see a flash of light.
At this time, a gust of wind blew past, carrying a monstrous cloud of dust, sweeping from the street directly opposite him.
Like other people on the street, the man subconsciously raised his arm, covered his eyes, mouth, and nose, and hid behind the car door.
When he awkwardly put down his raised arm and looked at the sky again, he was stunned as if he had been petrified.
His trembling lips trembled, and a word came out.
"Sh * t …"
Hu-!
Along with the roars, rows of burning fire dragons seemed to burn the entire sky and tear it apart. Looking from afar, the lava falling from the sky was like an oil painting frozen in a frame, like a picture of the end of the world depicted in the Book of Revelation — "The hooves of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse trample, earthquake, disaster, and plague come to earth, angels blow horns, burning blood and lotus flowers descend …"
Finally, someone couldn't help but shout.
"Stop!"
Before everything was over, it was impossible to stop.
Meteors pierced through the sky and fell to the ground, followed by an earth-shattering noise. The buildings that were hit collapsed cement and steel bars, the trampled cars turned into scrap metal, the street lamps were broken and fell to the side, and the smooth road was trampled with cobweb-like cracks.
The vehicles were overturned, and in the billowing dust, the power armors with blue arcs behind them stood up. The thick steel arms and the black muzzle exuded a cold aura. Behind them were many airdrop pods, crisscrossing each other in great numbers.
The doors of the airdrop cabins opened, and soldiers in kinetic skeletons ran out with rifles and lined up. Next to them, drones swarmed out from the drone hives and formed a dense attack formation in the air.
The preparations for war were ready.
They were only waiting for one order.
The power armor at the front stepped forward and fired a warning shot into the sky.
Looking at the screaming crowd fleeing, he raised his arm and fired a signal flare into the sky.
"This is Beast-1, the coordinates are the south bank of the Arlington Memorial Bridge, landing successful …"
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