"Earthquake?"
There was a faint tremor directly above the multimedia projection room.
It was the second time.
Celestial Trade launched a large-scale offensive against Columbus, Ohio. After receiving information from the frontlines, the wartime committee composed of ministerial officials and military officers immediately held a combat meeting.
However, from time to time, the noise from outside always interrupted their meeting.
The ongoing battle conference was forced to stop once again. This time, everyone stopped what they were doing and listened attentively, trying to hear the movements coming from above. Mike Pence, who was sitting in the first row, frowned slightly. The pen hanging on the notebook stopped, and soon he heard a faint roar.
"Damn, I have an ominous feeling." Listening to the faint roar, a military officer cursed in a low voice.
The colleague sitting next to him heard it and comforted him in a low voice.
"Relax, it's more than 400 meters of granite, and there is a steel protective belt. Even if it's a space-based weapon, it's impossible to penetrate such a thick defense. Our geological experts have analyzed the longitudinal strike depth of the tungsten rod, they can at most … "
While they were talking, the ceiling shook violently again.
"Hell, what are they doing …"
Mike Pence listened to the discussion in the projection room, looked at the Secretary of Defense standing under the projector, and frowned.
"Mattis, I want to know what happened outside."
Just as James Mattis was about to speak, there were hurried footsteps outside the door.
Not long after, an officer of the Department of Defense pushed open the door of the projection room, walked in quickly, and reported in an urgent tone.
"Report! Just now, Unit 721 contacted us. Celestial Trade's special forces raided the radar station directly above the military base, and … "
"And?" Mattis frowned.
"And, they dropped a huge drill directly above us," the officer said hesitantly.
Obviously, he also felt that the report from Unit 721 was quite bizarre.
"Drill?"
The officials in the projection room looked at each other.
It was simply whimsical to use a drill to drill through the shell of the Cheyenne Mountain Fortress. Were the people of Celestial Trade so stupid that they naively thought that the Cheyenne Mountain military base, known as the world's first civil air defense facility, could be drilled through with a broken drill?
"Drill bit? The one on Mars? "Mike Pence frowned.
Unlike other people, as the president, he remembered hearing the NASA director mention this matter not long ago. It seemed that Celestial Trade deployed a drilling rig larger than two locomotives on the Mars colony to dig tunnels on Mars and fight the Devil Worms lurking deep underground.
Although he was skeptical that Celestial Trade could penetrate the defense of Cheyenne Mountain, when he thought that these guys had never failed, he couldn't help but mutter in his mind.
Without saying much, Mike Pence just ordered faintly.
"Tell the Colorado National Guard to hurry."
"Yes!"
The officer saluted, turned around, and ran out of the projection room in the direction of the command center.
After issuing this order, Mike Pence's hanging heart finally relaxed a little. Even the faintly discernible roars were no longer annoying to his ears. No matter what these wolves were planning, when hundreds of rockets covered the top of Cheyenne Mountain, all the conspiracies would turn into ashes.
No one could survive that level of purgatory.
No one!
Mike Pence had no doubt about that.
He always believed that the Statue of Liberty would eventually bless the star-spangled flag and the land of freedom, just as it had happened countless times in history.
No matter how much they paid, they would eventually win —
Boom!!!
There was a violent tremor directly above the multimedia projection room. Unlike in the past, this tremor lasted for half a minute, and at the end, it was accompanied by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. The officials sitting in the projection room and the officers of the Capitol all grabbed the chairs and conference tables beside them. Some of them didn't sit still and fell to the ground.
Immediately afterward, a harsh alarm echoed in the corridors inside the fortress.
Only under one circumstance would such an alarm sound inside the Cheyenne Mountain military base.
Mike Pence's contracted pupils were filled with shock and panic. He looked at the gently shaking ceiling and screamed.
"This is impossible … how is this possible! How did they do it! "
…
City of Columbus, the sky was just beginning to brighten.
The offensive that lasted for twelve hours finally stopped, and there were only one or two sniper shots left on the empty battlefield.
The bloody battle turned the once bustling streets into devastated ruins.
More than 3,000 UA soldiers were killed on the first day of battle, and nearly 10,000 people were injured.
The exhausted soldiers dropped their weapons, took off their helmets, leaned against the bunker behind them, and slowly sat down on the ground. They stared blankly at the street that was no longer recognizable. Some people silently lit a cigarette, some closed their eyes to rest, some prayed in a low voice, or sobbed at the photos …
Sorrow permeated the broken trenches and behind the sandbags. The soldiers on the frontline silently took over the bread and hot tea from the hands of the logistics team. After they hurriedly finished their breakfast, most people chose to take a nap to recharge. Perhaps in ten minutes, a war was waiting for them.
Or perhaps in half an hour, this breakfast would become a memory for them forever …
Slightly different from the UA military, the morale of Celestial Trade was slightly better, but most of the soldiers who withdrew from the frontline were silent and not as relaxed as they were at the beginning. The damaged power armors were sent to the maintenance class for repair, and the damaged kinetic skeletons were directly replaced with new ones.
Most of the damaged drones were destroyed. Although many soldiers were injured, there were still very few deaths …
At least much fewer than on the other side.
Unlike when they parachuted into Capital, Nouveau York, and Pittsburgh, the boys of Celestial Trade finally encountered decent resistance in the suburbs of City of Columbus. The UA military prepared for this "decisive battle" for a long time. The main roads were filled with tank traps, sandbags, and even destroyed the roads to dig foxholes and trenches to avoid explosives.
Not only that, but there was also the ADM "Mountain" nuclear mine …
Perhaps the UA themselves did not expect that this kind of imaginative weapon developed against the Soviet Union's nuclear deterrent would be put to use one day.
After twelve hours of fighting, the frontline only advanced 800 meters, which showed the tragedy of this battle.
Unlike Celestial Trade and the UA, only the people of Moro were extremely excited, even if they suffered a lot of casualties on the first day of the attack. It was the power of hatred that made them not afraid of death. From the moment they set foot on this land, their emotions had never calmed down.
Time passed by minute by minute, and it was about nine o 'clock. The sound of cannons sounded, and the murderous atmosphere on the battlefield suddenly intensified.
The soldiers who were resting opened their eyes one after another and picked up their weapons without a word.
However, just when everyone was ready to fight to the death for the next battle, the original battle mission was canceled at the last minute.
The good news came from the direction of Colorado.
Although it was undoubtedly bad news for the UA soldiers on the streets of City of Columbus …
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