The Pentagon.
On the large screen, the video captured by the high-altitude drone was playing.
In the smoke, the group of soldiers in kinetic skeletons used swift and decisive tactics to clear all the militants on the deck without the slightest hesitation.
When the British special forces arrived by helicopter from the nearest military base, not only did they finish cleaning up the mess, but they even cleaned up the blood on the deck.
The video ended.
The entire conference room was silent.
The senior military adviser of the Department of Defense coughed and broke the silence in the conference room. He used the laser pointer in his hand and tapped twice on the large screen.
"Thirty-seven minutes."
"Sh * t … They cleaned the deck faster than I washed my car."
"To be precise, it should be thirty minutes …" The Pentagon Secretary of Defense put his hands on the table. He said with a gloomy face, "From the time they learned that the cargo ship was hijacked by militants to the time they sent the orbital airborne soldiers to them, it only took a total of thirty minutes.
"I'm afraid an hour of global deployment is only the most conservative estimate.
"Their strategic projection power is much stronger than we thought!"
The conference room fell into silence again.
This time, the silence was a bit scary.
"Damn it." The president took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose. He pinched the bridge of his nose with his index finger and said in a difficult tone, "How did they do it so fast …"
No one could answer this question.
Their intelligence on this Orbital Airborne Brigade was almost a blank slate.
What kind of delivery method could send a pair of steel division armed to the teeth from Jinling tens of thousands of kilometers away to the middle of the Baltic Sea?
Perhaps only the Hua people themselves knew the secret behind this.
NASA Director Carson, who had been silent, suddenly said, "It's possible that they haven't completely left the atmosphere."
In an instant, all the eyes in the conference room turned to look at him.
Director Carson gulped and spoke. He was a little nervous, but he didn't know what to say.
"Directly crossing Russian airspace from the lowest satellite orbit, then dropping the airborne capsule on the easternmost side of the Baltic Sea … In theory, thirty minutes is possible.
"But even then, the time is quite tight.
"Not a minute is lost between departure and landing. Perhaps it will be enough."
Director Carson's words made everyone's expression even more solemn.
Faced with such an unstoppable force, did they have any chance of winning?
There used to be a lot of debates in this conference room about the combat effectiveness of this orbital airborne force.
But now, not only did all the voices of debate disappear, even the gazes of everyone present had changed from the original different expressions to one of worry.
It was only at this moment that they truly realized what kind of opponent they were facing.
"I want to know who is targeting that cruise." The president tapped his index finger on the conference table and said with a gloomy face, "It better not have anything to do with us."
The Minister of Defense saw him.
"Not the CIA?"
The president shook his head with an ugly expression.
"I have never authorized such a foolish action! I don't think our CIB Director would be so stupid as to do something so stupid behind my back. "
If it had been five years ago, it might have been profitable.
But now, their only gain was to kill a highly respected physicist.
As for the Institute for Advanced Study and a lot of visible and invisible scientific research heritage, those things couldn't be erased by a bomb or a few assassins.
On the contrary, this could get them into big trouble.
"Find out who hired those pirates."
"If necessary, we can do the Chinese a favor."
…
It wasn't just the Pentagon that was in a mess.
The steel master that descended from the sky could be said to have shocked the eyes of the intelligence agencies of various countries around the world.
No one thought that this crisis would be solved in this way.
No one thought that the Steel Division, armed to the teeth, would be just like their sci-fi appearance. Their performance in actual combat was not the slightest bit ambiguous.
The three airborne capsules were currently on the cabin of the "Oseberg". Although the intelligence personnel of various countries were drooling over them, no one dared to act rashly.
There was only one reason.
This cargo ship was being controlled by the Orbital Airborne Brigade, and it was slowly crossing a large area of international waters, heading toward East Asia.
After seeing the power of this orbital airborne force, no one dared to challenge them, and no one dared to stop them.
Even the Royal Secret Service Forces that had already boarded the deck retreated to the helicopter after the negotiations failed to make progress.
While intelligence agencies around the world focused their attention on this cargo ship, in an office in Beijing, China, a file bag filled with photos and various documents was placed on a simple desk.
"The organization that attacked Academician Lu has been found." An old section chief in a national security uniform said, "According to the information collected and summarized by our offline intelligence personnel, the organization that hired those pirates should be called … The Spirit of The Universe Foundation."
"The Spirit of The Universe Foundation?" The man sitting behind the desk showed an unexpected expression on his face when he heard this strange name for the first time. He asked, "What is that?"
It sounded like a setting in a movie or an online game; it didn't seem like something that would appear in the real world.
"It seems to be a new religion, or an organization that amasses money through this new religion … It is more popular in developed countries and regions, but we haven't seen any traces of their activities in China. They regard Professor Galette Miro, a former employee of the ILHCRC, as a pioneer and believe in the theory of cosmic animism.
"Maybe they have a bigger plan in addition to making money, but they are very careful and have not shown very clear political demands, so so far they have not attracted the attention of other countries."
The old section chief couldn't help but frown.
"I just don't know why they suddenly targeted Academician Lu."
Did they blame the death of Professor Galette Miro on Academician Lu?
But this statement was a bit far-fetched.
The man sitting behind the desk was thinking about something a little different from the old section chiefs. After flipping through the files in the folder, he said.
"Wasn't this theory denied by Professor Lu?"
Hearing this, the old section chief smiled.
"There are many things that have been denied by science, but who really listened? What's more, Professor Lu did not completely deny the existence of such a mysterious will in the universe. He just classified it in the category of agnosticism and stated the existence of the Void and n + 1 dimensions. "
A surprised expression appeared on the face of the man sitting behind the desk.
"I didn't expect you to know physics so well."
The old section chief grinned and said, "After staying in the task force for a long time, you will always learn all kinds of things."
This was the truth.
Especially for the State Security, the cases they handled were often more difficult than ordinary criminal cases.
The man didn't make any comments. After reading the file, he put it in the corner of the table and sighed softly.
"What about this case?"
"This is no longer our job."
"What do you mean?"
"… News from other departments. Apparently, our satellite was hovering over the suspected pirate leader's head 24 hours a day. We followed their fishing boat all the way to their nest."
"That's awesome … We've got a big fish, right?" The man sitting behind the desk couldn't help but sit up straight. He continued with a face full of curiosity, "What are the people up there going to do? Notify Interpol? "
"Interpol? They don't care about this kind of thing. "The old section chief smiled. His eyes narrowed into slits as he said," We don't need to ask them for help with this kind of trivial matter. I can think of a hundred ways. "
"What way are you referring to?"
"The way to kill this grasshopper."
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