The two-meter-thick, 25-ton alloy door slowly opened, and the incandescent lights behind it lit up one after another, welcoming a group of unusual visitors.
The soldiers stationed at the door saluted and made way for them.
The group passed through the door, and the engine connected to the door started again.
With the depressing sound of steel friction, Mike Pence's mood also returned from restlessness to calmness as the giant door gradually closed.
After the door closed, the entire base would be completely isolated from the outside world and could only be opened from the inside.
For the starship flying above, Mike Pence was no longer as worried as before. Even a space-based weapon comparable to a nuclear explosion would not be able to damage this place. After all, its imaginary enemy was "Big Ivan". Legend had it that the shockwave from the explosion of that thing could circle the earth three times …
The logos of the four major commands were hung on the high wall of the command center. The walls, floors, ceilings, corridors, and stairs in the building were all welded with steel plates. Although the facilities looked old, the most advanced military command system in the UA and even the world was hidden here.
"What's the situation in the Capital?" Mike Pence didn't dare to rest for a moment as he walked into the command room. He immediately asked James Mattis, the Secretary of Defense who had been waiting here for a long time. "I just got off the plane. I need first-hand information from the front line now."
After a moment of silence, James Mattis slowly said.
"About twelve hours ago, the Rainbow House … has fallen."
Mike Pence was not surprised by this result. When he evacuated from the Capital through a special passage, the Lincoln Memorial had already been captured by the Orbital Airborne Brigade of Celestial Trade. It was only two blocks from the Rainbow House to the President's Park, and the National Guard stationed there could not stop those people.
To defeat Celestial Trade on the battlefield, the UA must rely on its powerful war mobilization capabilities and industrial heritage. He had two things to do immediately. One was to give a war mobilization speech to the UA people, and the other was to mobilize the National Guard of each state to fight against the invasion of Celestial Trade.
At least until he mobilized two hundred divisions …
"What about our aircraft carrier battle group?" Mike Pence took about two seconds to digest the news of the fall of the Rainbow House, then continued, "Their current domestic defense forces must be weak …"
James Mattis's expression gradually turned ugly, and several senior officers of the Department of Defense next to him also looked at each other with dismay.
From the expressions on the faces of several people, Mike Pence had already noticed something. However, just as he frowned slightly and was about to ask, his Minister of Defense took a deep breath as if he had finally made up his mind.
"Our aircraft carrier battle group …"
"Encountered a Category 15 typhoon while passing through the Mariana Islands …"
Swallowing his saliva, Pence's face began to turn pale as he asked with a trembling voice.
"And then?"
Lowering his head, Martis said painfully.
"Unfortunately … sunk!"
…
The battle between Washington and downtown New York was over.
Whether it was the District of Columbia or the National Guard, they were obviously no match for Celestial Trade. On the Capital side, after the Orbital Airborne Brigade occupied the city center, they immediately declared martial law in the city and asked unrelated people to stay at home for 24 hours. At the same time, they began to wipe out the remaining resistance forces on the streets.
On the other side, in New York City, the First Mechanized Infantry Division that occupied Manhattan Island planted the flag of Xin on the top of the New York Stock Exchange and the Empire State Building.
The vault of the Federal Reserve Bank of New York a few steps away from Wall Street was naturally under the control of Celestial Trade. The Federal Reserve Guards, who claimed to be able to defend a small or medium-sized city, only put up a symbolic resistance before surrendering.
Obviously, they were not as brave as rumored.
After all, they were not facing a motley crew, but well-trained soldiers.
The door of the vault opened, and pieces of orange-yellow gold were neatly stacked like bricks. The entire wall was made of gold, just like the Golden Kingdom in the legend of the Incas. The flashing golden light could almost blind people's eyes.
The gold stock here accounted for about a quarter of the world's gold stock!
Of course, the occupation of the Federal Reserve's vault was only a small interlude. After leaving a company of troops stationed here, Luo Zheng immediately took his men to New Jersey on the other side. On the other side, the Second Mechanized Division responsible for attacking JFK Airport also successfully broke through the line of defense of the First Cavalry Division. It formed an encirclement with the amphibious assault force that landed on the beach and surrounded the main force of the National Guard and the First Cavalry Division.
TS Expedition, which completed reloading, continued to launch five tungsten rods toward the East Coast of North America. The main targets were the large military facilities detected by the Aurora-20 and an artillery position that had just been built.
At this moment, the UA military once again experienced the fear of being overpowered by space-based weapons …
It was about 350 nautical miles away from the East Coast of North America.
A beautiful cruise ship was sailing on the calm Atlantic Ocean.
Freshwater swimming pools, red wine, bikinis, and blonde Persian cats … Although the East Coast hundreds of kilometers away was riddled with holes, the upper class of North America still seemed to be living in luxury.
Of course, all of this was just a "disguise".
As early as three days ago, this cruise ship set off from Manhattan Island.
The owner of this cruise ship, nominally a British real estate developer, was holding a party to celebrate the opening of a certain subway in Europe. However, the owner behind this cruise ship was probably the richest person in the world …
After acquiring the seat of the Jewish Consortium in the Federal Reserve, he indeed deserved this title. Although this wealth belonged to the entire Morgan family, as the current head of the Morgan Consortium, there was no difference between the wealth belonging to the family and himself.
Sitting in the cabin at the top of the tanker, Morgan squinted at the camera on the sea level.
The red wine on the table to his right had been there for a long time. However, whether it was the red wine or the blonde beauties outside the window, he was not in the mood to appreciate them at this moment. Just a few minutes ago, he heard the news of the fall of Nouveau York from his men.
Celestial Trade not only occupied his company but also used his building as a temporary headquarters …
This was a humiliation to him and the Morgan family!
Morgan looked at the assistant who walked in and asked slowly.
"Where is Rockefeller?"
"I can't contact him for the time being, but he should have escaped."
At this moment, the cruise ship that was sailing smoothly suddenly shook violently.
Morgan grabbed the armrest of the chair and sat down, then frowned slightly.
"What are the people driving the ship doing …"
Halfway through his words, the expression on his face froze.
In front of the yacht, the white waves directly hit the deck, and the men and women playing in the pool exclaimed and took two steps back, watching the submarine rising from the sea level.
In order to avoid hitting the submarine, the captain in charge of driving the ship was forced to stop the ship, walked to the deck, and tried to negotiate with the people who got out of the submarine.
His hands grasped the armrest of the chair tightly, and Morgan's pupils shrank to a point.
Suddenly, the taut face burst into laughter.
Leaning back in the chair, Morgan's hand finally reached for the glass of red wine. He looked at the Celestial Trade Marines who began to land on the deck, as well as the men and women on the deck who didn't understand the situation. He raised his glass, drank it, and then laughed self-deprecatingly.
"A nuclear submarine was dispatched for a rotten old man."
"It's my honor to have you think so highly of me."
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