Late February.
It had been a week since the launch of the twelve Trident missiles.
The term Sugar Cube Diplomacy seemed to have become a very distant term. The twelve Trident missiles often mentioned by the UA had become a stain that President Mike Pence could not erase.
Although he was the commander of the armed forces, the president himself did not have the power to declare war. The power to declare war belonged to the Congress. This was the power given to Congress by Article 1, Section 8, Item 11 of the Constitution, even if this law never seemed to be followed.
From the Korean War in 50, landing in Lebanon in 58, two presidents sent troops to Vietnam in 60, armed intervention in the Dominican Republic in 65, bombing Cambodia in 70 … After World War II, except for the Iran-Iraq War and the Gulf War, which were immediately approved by Congress, most of the wars were carried out without the approval of Congress in advance. Congress was only forced to accept the fait accompli afterwards.
There were winners and losers in these wars, but it was unprecedented for the war to be pushed back to the UA.
If one person had to be responsible for this disaster, it would undoubtedly be the one hiding in the Cheyenne Mountain.
Even with a complicated feeling to defend the motherland, the UA had to admit that they were the initiators of this war, and Celestial Trade was only standing on the defensive side.
Although the defensive side had obviously overdone their defense.
Back to the battlefield.
The line of defense in Pittsburgh had been broken through by the Second Armored Brigade of Celestial Trade, and they engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the First Armored Division that came to support. A tank war was about to begin.
Just like in the Iraq War, but this time the UA was on the losing side of an asymmetric war.
The pride of the M1A2 was torn to pieces by the Tiger II. Whether it was the depleted uranium armor-piercing shell or the depleted uranium armor, in the face of equipment more than a century old, it was as fragile as a fire stick against a sword.
The exchange ratio of more than 20 to 1 made the UA Army fearful of Celestial Trade's tanks.
The Tiger II was still fine. Although its armor was thick, its mobility was slightly inferior. With the support of firepower on the ground, it could still fight.
However, for the Wanderer, the UA was really powerless.
From infantry anti-tank weapons to long-range support artillery, all means were used. The UA soldiers fighting on the front line saw with their own eyes that after being hit directly by a Javelin missile, the Wanderer tank in the center of the explosion acted as if nothing had happened. It drove out of the smoke and continued to use its particle cannon and coaxial electromagnetic rapid-fire cannon to harvest the tanks on their side and the soldiers near the tanks …
No matter how perverted they were, they couldn't possibly make the roof as thick as the front armor, right?
Even the Tiger II wouldn't dare to use its head to block a javelin …
The armor of the Wanderer tank, which used the Meissner effect for defense, was beyond the scope of the UA military's understanding. The M1A2 that had been forced to retreat by the particle cannons on the battlefield was just like the Sherman M4 that had been chased around by the Tiger King in the European battlefield. The only difference was that back then, they could still rely on their air force and numbers to gain an advantage. This time, however, they did not even have the strength to fight back.
Under the repeated air strikes of Celestial Trade's Aurora-20s and Wings of Freedom (F-79 close-range attack aircraft), the UA's ground support firepower was weakened to the limit. On the other hand, with the support of the Fireball-1 artillery battalion with a depth of more than 50 kilometers, the armored force that acted as the vanguard crushed the UA First Armored Division from the suburbs of Pittsburgh all the way to Ohio.
It was worth mentioning that in the Battle of Pittsburgh, the "Sea Beast" power armor developed by the Advanced Projects Agency of the Department of Defense finally completed the deployment of the first brigade-level combat unit. A brand-new Power Armor Brigade was pushed to the front line of the Battle of Pittsburgh …
Although this "novice" force was defeated by Celestial Trade's T-3 and T-4 types, compared to the fiasco in front of the Lincoln Memorial, the UA military at least caused limited casualties to Celestial Trade.
War was a catalyst for civilization. If it weren't for the powerful combat effectiveness of the Celestial Trade Power Armor Brigade in urban warfare, the UA military that had been bullying children overseas wouldn't have thought of equipping their own army with this thing.
…
Celestial Trade's armored spearhead continued to advance northwest, deep into the hinterland of Ohio.
In order to protect the Great Lakes Industrial Zone, the United States pushed almost all of its troops to Ohio, leaving only a small number of regular troops to defend Colorado, which was deep in the hinterland.
As the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces, the President of the United States was the supreme commander of the armed forces. Except for the special Marine Corps, there was no commander-in-chief of the United States Army, Navy, or Air Force. The military commanders of the United States Army and Air Force were the Chief of Staff of the Army and the Chief of Staff of the Air Force respectively. In addition, there were also the Secretary of the Army, the Secretary of the Air Force, the Secretary of the Navy, and so on.
And now, these civil officials were all in Cheyenne Mountain.
In southwestern Wyoming, UA Army Chief of Staff Raymond Odierno passed by the ruins of Wright Patterson Air Force Base on his way from Detroit to the frontline command center in a Hummer. Because of the scene, the guards stopped the car by the side of the damaged road.
This used to be the base of the Air Force Equipment Command, but now it had become a ruin …
If it wasn't for the location marked on the map, he wouldn't have been able to find this place.
The originally flat plain turned into a basin, and cross-shaped cracks spread out for more than ten kilometers. Airplanes, tanks, and missile launchers were nowhere to be found, and the soldiers stationed there were either burnt to a crisp by the heat of the tungsten rods hitting the ground, torn to pieces by the shockwave, or buried directly …
"I heard it's worse in Wyoming." Deputy Chief of Staff Mark Millay got out of the car and walked next to him. He looked at the ruins and exclaimed.
"Is there a difference in the caliber of tungsten rod?" Odierno raised an eyebrow.
"More than five hundred W87 nuclear warheads are buried on the spot … It's now a powder keg, and no one can guarantee that those nuclear warheads will never explode."
Not only were the safe nuclear warheads buried, but also the unstable conventional explosives were buried together. Under normal circumstances, nuclear warheads were safe, but if the explosion of conventional weapons caused the nuclear weapon combat components to reach the critical value of a chain reaction, the possibility of triggering a nuclear explosion still could not be ruled out.
Taking a step back, even if there was no explosion, the slowly leaking nuclear radiation would cause permanent radiation damage to the soil. These nuclear weapons must be properly placed immediately, but the UA couldn't care less now.
"Eberhart is right. We should develop the Space Force instead of wasting the budget on increasing the nuclear stockpile." General Odierno sighed and thought of his old friend who had passed away.
As early as 2000, General Eberhart proposed the tactical idea of developing the Space Force, but the plan eventually became a big pie drawn by the officials of the Pentagon to deceive Congress, and it was not taken seriously until today.
"It's useless to say this now," Mark Millay comforted. "We have already gathered twelve divisions, and another twenty divisions will be mobilized in a month's time. As long as we hold the Great Lakes Industrial Zone for a month, we have hope of victory. If we hold it for two months, we can crush them back to the Pacific Ocean. "
"I'm afraid they won't give us a month." General Odierno looked at the ruins with a frown. "Celestial Trade will see this. I have a hunch that this war won't last long. "
Mark Millay was silent. He didn't know what to say.
General Odierno's concerns were exactly what he was worried about.
The next month was bound to be extremely bloody. Celestial Trade was bound to launch a frenzied attack on their line of defense, and the UA military would not yield an inch of land. A brief peace like this would not last long. Maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest.
General Odierno shook his head and walked in the direction of the Hummer.
Just then, the satellite phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
"Whose is it?" Mark Millay asked casually from the side.
"General Command."
"Our ally is finally willing to make a move?"
"Hopefully, I don't have any expectations." General Odierno pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear.
He no longer had any expectations for good news from the rear. However, even if he was mentally prepared, his expression still froze when he heard the urgent tone on the other side of the phone.
The phone slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.
Mark Millay's expression changed slightly as he asked hurriedly.
"What happened?"
After a long silence, General Odierno said with a heavy tone.
"Cheyenne Mountain."
"… Something happened there."
It was the least likely place for something to happen.
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