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Chapter 853

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The UA Department of Defense, the Pentagon!

Tonight, there were also many staff members working through the night!

The multiple attacks and invasions that occurred in the past two days seriously threatened national security and caused the UA to enter a state of high combat readiness!

"Hua and Russia are very close to our Western Pacific theater. We think the situation will soon be out of our control!"

In a conference room inside the command center, Secretary of Defense John Keller and others had a solemn expression.

In the previous attack on the base and the invasion of Air Force One, they placed their suspicions on other countries with tense relations.

Although Maggie Madson and Glenn Whitman were arrested, the Department of Defense did not pay attention to the scattered information they deciphered. After all, it was just fragmented fragments and had no practical significance.

As for Maggie Madson's extraterrestrial theory, they had treated it as nonsense from the beginning to the end.

In order to deal with the possibility of further military attacks, they had dispatched aircraft carrier groups to the Persian Gulf and the Yellow Sea for vigilance.

But at the same time, such a sudden large-scale military mobilization also made other countries nervous. Many countries responded and the international situation became more and more tense. If something went wrong, it could lead to a military conflict or even a war!

After the meeting, Secretary of Defense John Keller came out of the conference room. A group of senior officers with at least the rank of major surrounded him, constantly reporting and asking for instructions on various matters.

John Keller dealt with one matter after another while he walked quickly to the command center surrounded by people.

The conference room was next to the door of the command center. Just as John Keller took a few steps out, a tall, thin, middle-aged white man with a thick mustache and a suitcase walked into the command center from the door behind him.

Seeing John Keller surrounded by people, the middle-aged man directly stopped him.

"Mr. Secretary."

Hearing this, John Keller couldn't help but stop and turn around to look behind him.

"I'm Tom Bannatchek, I belong to the Advanced Research Department in Area 7!"

"Never heard of you!"

John Keller frowned and shook his head.

"I'm very busy now, Tom, I'm sure you can tell."

After saying that, John Keller ignored this guy who came out of nowhere and continued to walk toward the command area. Now that the situation was tense, he had to be aware of the situation at all times. He did not have time to care about anything else.

However, just as he arrived at the passage in the middle of the command area, the many monitors hanging on the wall suddenly lost their images.

"What happened?"

"I don't know!"



Faced with this unexpected situation, the many staff members in the command center instantly panicked and clamored. John Keller's face was also filled with shock.

Under his gaze, all the computers and monitors in the command center lost their images. Some of the screens turned blue, while others flashed randomly.

John Keller couldn't help but look a little flustered.

Such a situation had never happened in the history of the Pentagon. It was obviously not as simple as a computer malfunction!

"Briefing officer! Come out and say something! "

John Keller shouted at his team members who were in a mess.

"All work has been interrupted, sir!"

A bald lieutenant colonel turned around and reported to him.

"I can tell!"

John Keller said bluntly.

Just then, another major wearing glasses suddenly remembered something. He suddenly raised his head and spoke to John Keller.

"That virus is used to interrupt all work!"



Seeing that the command center was in chaos and busy, and no one was paying attention to him, Tom Bannatchek from Area 7 pursed his lips and spoke to himself.

"I'll sit over there for a while."

But obviously no one was paying attention to him at this time. Several officers in charge were discussing the current situation together. John Keller came down from the passage and walked to the officers. He frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"What do you mean by the virus interrupting work?"

At this time, several people had basically figured out the situation, and the bald lieutenant colonel immediately explained.

"They used our website to spread the virus all over the world. This is a global network outage. Our satellite and fixed network connections with the world are disrupted!"

John Keller couldn't help but rub his neck. He walked to the table next to him solemnly.

"You mean I can't use this phone to call my home?"

John Keller said as he grabbed the phone on the table and began to dial, but he stopped after a few presses because the phone was busy and there was no response.

John Keller took out his phone in disbelief, but there was no response. As the lieutenant colonel said, all the networks were cut off!

John Keller's face became extremely solemn!

The network was cut off, which meant they had lost contact with the outside world, including their most powerful aircraft carrier fleet and military bases located everywhere!

The Pentagon was the command center of all military forces in the United States. It was the brain of the United States military. Now that the nerves in the brain were cut off, the United States military lost its command and completely lost its defense!

Once they were attacked, the consequences would be unimaginable!

The situation was unprecedentedly grim, yet they were completely helpless against it. There was nothing they could do!

Just when John Keller was at his wit's end, Tom Bannatchek, who was sitting on a chair by the wall, suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Secretary, I'm here on the president's orders."

Tom Bannatchek's words attracted the attention of John Keller and other officers. They all turned to look at him.

Tom Bannatchek said as he put the suitcase in his hand on his knee and patted it twice.

"You need to see what's in my suitcase."

In a separate conference room in the command center, only Tom Bannatchek and John Keller were sitting inside.

The suitcase that he had been carrying in his hand was finally opened.

After a long series of complex passwords were entered on a keyboard in the suitcase, a seemingly ordinary memory card finally popped out.

Tom Bannatchek inserted the memory card into the computer and spoke.

"You have to know that there are some things you can't immediately understand."

Tom Bannatchek first gave John Keller a heads-up, because many of the things he was about to tell him sounded like a fantasy story!

John Keller, on the other hand, listened to him with a serious face.

"District 7 is a special department in the government."

"It was established eighty years ago by a secret order from President Hoover."

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