The light and heat from the explosion of the Thunderstorm nuclear torpedo flickered in the sky 20 kilometers away from the New York Harbor. The 160th rise of the sun silenced the whole world. Only the light and heat that made people's hearts palpitate existed between heaven and earth.
It was as if a camera had been equipped with a high-power flash. The light and heat flickered repeatedly until the negative of the photo was completely blown into a vast expanse of white.
When everything stopped and the 160th sun disappeared from the sky above the New York Harbor, Zhang Tong's Wyvern Unit had disappeared. The place where they had been was empty. There was no trace of their existence. It was as if everything that happened just now was an illusion of a magic show.
If it weren't for the troops gathered in the New York Harbor, almost everyone would have thought that everything that happened just now was just an illusion.
"That's it? Zhang Tong died just like that? " In the distance, the Weather Witch, who had just returned to the New York Harbor, looked at the scene in disbelief.
The Spear Game had been fighting for decades. They had failed to capture the Lord Man many times, let alone kill him. How could he die just like that? She felt that she was dreaming, but she pinched herself hard, and the pain made her gasp. She realized that she really wasn't dreaming.
The Lord Man was really dead?! He didn't even leave a trace in the violent nuclear explosion. He died just like that?! It happened so suddenly.
Whether it was the Weather Witch or the Swordsman. Whether it was Shang Qi or Li Qianhuan, or even the director of the Spear Game, Zheng Xian, who was tens of thousands of kilometers away, didn't think that everything would be so simple.
To put it bluntly, Zheng Xian didn't even consider that this operation could kill the Lord Man. He was just taking advantage of the situation to carry out this plan. His biggest goal was to attack the Ten Rings Gang in Central Asia. Especially after Zhang Tong took action and China and Latvia joined forces.
The Ten Rings Gang was too dangerous on the China border. The Divine Spear Agency was determined to eradicate the Ten Abstinences Gang. As for whether or not they could kill Zhang Tong, they could only do their best and leave it to fate.
Perhaps China was thinking that Zhang Tong might make a big move in New York and even affect the US. But all of this wasn't a bad thing for China, because no matter how many dirty and indecent words were said, politics was always politics, without any warmth.
But now, everything had gone beyond his expectations. Zhang Tong had been killed, just like that?! It was shocking! In any case, the Weather Witch couldn't see any hope of Zhang Tong surviving. That was a nuclear explosion!
What country in today's society would drop a nuclear bomb on the edge of New York Harbor? No! But now there was a group of aliens doing this, and their nuclear bombs were obviously several levels higher than the nuclear technology humans had mastered.
The technology to completely control the effects of the explosion without any excess energy spread was something that the human world had never grasped. Even on paper, it only existed in the deductions of science fiction.
And now, the Lord Man had died in this nuclear explosion. He should be dead, right?
Regardless of what the Weather Witch and the others were thinking, as soon as the nuclear explosion ended, Tony controlled the remaining dozen or so Iron Man Armors and mobilized all the neutrino detectors that were on standby in New York Harbor to conduct a comprehensive search and detection of the nearby sea area.
They did not miss a single spot, making sure that Zhang Tong was completely dead.
The Iron Man's actions did not alarm anyone, or rather, everyone's attention was not on him at all. Because the Wyverns had disappeared, and the Lord Man was probably dead, but there was still another threat.
That was the interstellar fleet that had just destroyed the Lord Man's Wyverns. This beautiful white fleet with golden edges was still parked above New York Harbor.
And it was within the range of the US military's firepower. To fight or not to fight? It was a difficult choice.
Ever since the Lord Man's Wyverns attacked New York City, all the news media in New York had gone crazy. The professionalism of professional journalists was not to be underestimated. Many were willing to risk their lives to obtain first-hand news material.
More than 200 media outlets from more than 50 countries, including the United States, the United Kingdom, Russia, China, and France, had just broadcasted the earth-shattering battle in various ways.
When it came to attacking New York, there were supporters of the United States, those who cursed it, and those who mocked and ridiculed it. There were all kinds of opinions on the Internet.
But no matter what their stance on this matter was, everyone's eyes were now focused on that terrifying interstellar fleet. Several media outlets with news helicopters in New York had already dispatched their helicopters. Those who did not were also thinking of ways to rent them.
Because the North American aerospace command and the East Coast command had temporarily fallen into chaos (they did not know how to deal with this fleet). Therefore, many news helicopters had blended into the military formation and were capturing images from about a dozen kilometers away.
Some people wanted to get closer, but the pilots did not want to. This distance was already extremely dangerous. If a fight really broke out, they might not even be able to escape.
Inside the Pentagon.
The Secretary of Defense had urgently called for a special military meeting.
The Secretary of Defense looked around at his subordinates. "Come up with a battle plan, generals. We are now facing the biggest crisis since the founding of the United States more than two hundred years ago! You should have seen the images outside of New York. "
The Secretary of Defense's words made all the generals speechless. The scene was so quiet that it was awkward. The only sound that could be clearly heard was the wind from the air conditioners.
The awkward silence lasted for thirty seconds. The Secretary of Defense was furious. He slammed the table hard and said, "Say something! Other than fighting countries like Afghanistan and Iraq. Can't our country's military even defend our country?! Generals! Look at the ranks on your shoulders! "
But still, no one spoke. The Secretary of Defense was a little depressed. The days of high positions and power had made these generals increasingly decadent. They no longer had the original fighting spirit. Other than bullying small countries, not many people had the fighting spirit to face a truly powerful enemy. If only General Ross was here, the Secretary of Defense thought. At least General Ross was an iron-blooded soldier who really dared to fight and was not afraid of being tough.
Just as the Secretary of Defense was thinking this, a relatively young brigadier general raised his hand. The Secretary of Defense gestured for him to speak.
The brigadier general sorted out his thoughts and said in a bad tone, "Mr. Secretary, with all due respect. Judging from the battle situation at the scene, I'm afraid our army won't be able to stop such an attack. As long as those fighter jets still have the same number of nuclear bombs, they can destroy all the important cities on our east coast! "
The brigadier general was telling the truth, but it made the Secretary of Defense very uncomfortable. The brigadier general continued, "In my personal opinion, we shouldn't think about how to resist anymore, because we most likely won't be able to resist. Unless we directly drop a nuclear bomb on New York, it might be useful. Other than that, the only thing we can do is retreat. "
The Secretary of Defense's cheeks twitched. "You mean escape?"
The brigadier general said indifferently, "I just received news that the White House has issued an emergency evacuation order. The President, the Vice President, the Secretary of State, and other important officials have already begun to evacuate Washington. Washington is less than 500 kilometers away from New York. There's no strategic depth at all. We should prepare for the worst. Because an alien invasion can't be borne by the United States alone. This isn't a Hollywood movie! "
The brigadier general's words were very direct and to the point. The Secretary of Defense looked at him and was speechless. The words of this brigadier general represented the thoughts of countless people in this world.
This was a real alien invasion! What should Earth do? Could the army resist it? What should they do if they couldn't?
After temporarily losing the ability to think after the nuclear explosion, people all over the world who watched the live broadcast of the battle of New York were thinking about this question. Then, some people frantically rushed into the nearest supermarket and began to buy all kinds of daily necessities, including food, batteries, flashlights, sleeping bags, and so on.
All the troops stationed on the coast of New York were also in chaos. Some people wanted to open fire. Even though they knew it was impossible to hurt the enemy warships, they still wanted to give it a try.
Some people were thinking that since they hadn't angered the other party yet, it was best not to provoke them easily.
This kind of complicated thinking was not only shared by the army, but also by the reporters who came to gather news. No one knew what to do next.
At this moment, a lonely figure flew out from the formation. He stepped on the glider produced by the Osborne Group and wore the ever-popular blue uniform that had been popular in the world for 70 years.
A red, white, and blue shield was on his back. Steve Rogers, Captain America. Just like that, he flew towards the interstellar fleet without any weapons.
All the troops present and the news media received a message from him. "This is Steve Rogers. I ask everyone to cease fire and not anger the other party. I will find a way to talk to the other party. If the negotiations break down and I unfortunately die, then please do your duty, and all civilians, please evacuate! "
Captain Rogers's words were calm as if he was telling his friend, "I'm going to the convenience store on the corner to buy a piece of butter."
But the captain wasn't going to the corner to buy butter, he was going to contact a group of powerful alien civilizations. Before everyone could recover from their shock, Captain Rogers piloted his glider and continued to rise.
The back of this strong figure wearing a blue uniform with a shield on his back appeared on the global broadcast screen. This man had saved World War II more than 70 years ago. Was he going to save Earth again today?
Countless people began to pray for him.
… …
On the Venus base, Dr. Hank used a tablet to connect to Earth's signal, which allowed Li Jie and Professor Charles to see the news broadcast and various comments on the Internet.
Li Jie glanced at Professor Charles and said, "Professor, if politics is a show, then I think Captain Rogers is probably doing better than the politicians today. A person who can fight with a villain like Red Skull for so many years is not a fool. After all, Red Skull is not a fool who only knows how to attack the captain head-on. "
"There were a lot of political attacks on the captain in the past, but they were all resolved by Captain Rogers."
Hearing what Li Jie said, Professor Charles also smiled slightly. "Then we'll have to see the level of the Prince of Asgard. I heard that you, Tony, and Captain Rogers have rehearsed for him many times. How did it go? "
Li Jie glanced at Professor Charles, then said slowly, "I don't think it'll be too bad. Anyway, Thor is now protected by the divine light. He just killed the Lord Man and defeated the Wyvern. People don't have time to think too much."
"So this will give Captain Rogers enough political capital?" Professor Charles asked.
Li Jie nodded. "Yes, it's a lot. It's enough to make any government in the world, including the US government, have to take Captain Rogers seriously!"
…
While Li Jie and Professor Charles were talking, the hatch of an interstellar battleship slowly opened.
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