A stack of documents was slammed on the table. A white man in a smart uniform put his hands on the table, scanned the people in the conference room with sharp eyes like an eagle's eyes, and roared loudly: "The satellite view is not available.
Present!”
"And this is what you call the reason?"
Without waiting for everyone in the conference room to answer, he patted the scattered pile of documents with his right hand and said in a low voice that everyone could hear clearly, "I don't care what the reason is, but I
I know your names!"
All the people in the council room lowered their heads slightly, and many of them had shocked expressions on their faces. This incident was indeed the cause of their negligence, but even they could not imagine who would actively attack the Earth in the solar system.
satellite?!
And this is obviously impossible!
You must know that according to SHIELD's external regulations, attacking any outer space vehicle deployed by SHIELD in the orbit of the Earth in the solar system is a direct declaration of war against the Earth Federation, whether it is SHIELD, the Presidential Palace or the Federation.
The House of Representatives will unite to destroy it!
You must know that even in the universe, the earth has its own powerful side. Although old-fashioned gunpowder weapons are still used in some battlefields, there is no shortage of powerful space troops, and even powerful space fleets equipped with first-class weapons!
"This mistake was caused by my negligence, for which I am very sorry."
A relatively burly white man stood up slowly, reached into the briefcase next to him and took out a document. He gently placed it on the table of the man who was panting and staring at everyone, and bowed expressionlessly.
: "This is my resignation application."
The man in simple clothes glanced at him, took the document without hesitation, threw it on the table aside without looking at it, looked at the man bowing in front of him, and said calmly:
"I allow your resignation."
"Thank you very much." The man bowed slowly again, then raised his body, glanced at his original position with some nostalgia, then turned around and strode out of the conference room.
As the first person in charge of the strategic satellite force, he has an unshirkable responsibility for this accident, especially since these four strategic satellites are still under high surveillance in order to respond effectively to the next mission.
But losing the support of these four strategic satellites will simply increase the difficulty of the next task. If no one makes certain choices, then this matter will be really serious and terrible!
"You are all talents of human beings on Earth, and you are all elites cultivated by the Earth Federation with all its efforts."
The man spoke slowly, with some anger in his eyes, but his tone was light. He obviously suppressed the anger in his heart. He looked at the way many people in front of him lowered their heads and said softly: "But please, please
Take your position seriously."
He gently tapped the pile of documents on the table, making a muffled sound. Apart from this sound, there was no other movement in the entire conference room. He stared at the lowered faces one by one, staring deeply.
With.
"That's what I said." He finally spoke, letting go of the erring members of the Strategic Satellite Force, briefly glancing at the pile of documents on the table, shaking his hand and knocking it down to the ground, striding
Walking towards the door: "The meeting is dismissed!" he said seriously.
Only the documents that were still flying around were left in the room. The remaining vice-captain stood up, wiped the sweat on his forehead, took a slight breath, looked at the team members around him, and sighed: "Let's all go back.
Don’t make any mistakes at your job!”
Four strategic satellites were destroyed. The next mission must at least be more careful, not to mention that the powerful teleporter troops still need their positioning. Now that there is no danger, the only way to obtain the coordinates is through more methods.
"Who did it?"
The deputy captain of the Strategic Satellite Force looked at the documents scattered on the floor. He squatted down and picked them up one by one. Looking at the conclusions drawn above, he gritted his teeth and shook his head, because attacking satellites in earth orbit would mean
None of those arrogant DX stars dared to do this.
Although it is still in a hostile state, it is nothing more than a small-scale conflict. Even if it occurs on the Earth's mainland, it has not completely touched the bottom line of the Earth Federation. Only SHIELD itself can handle it.
But attacking satellites in earth orbit is a declaration of war on the earth itself, because although the strategic satellite force monitors the entire earth, it involves many departments such as the Ministry of Commerce, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and Charter Glory!
Even the Earth Federation Presidential Palace and the Earth Federation Parliament need these strategic satellites to determine coordinates, because although there are various hostile factions on the entire Earth, they are within the allowed range and are just at a suitable critical point.
This appropriate critical point can not only help train troops, but also give everyone in the Earth Federation a sense of crisis. Otherwise, how could humans strive to develop in the violently mixed universe?
"How is this possible..."
Suddenly, he saw a document, and this document had been stared at by the person just now for nearly a few seconds. He carefully flipped through it a few times, and finally saw a line of beautiful letters written on the top of the document.
——Transformers!
"Mr. Director, there is a small problem with the mission."
At S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, old Charlie was leaning on a large chair, holding a corncob pipe in his mouth, quietly listening to the report of a man in a black suit in front of him. He looked so old.
.
"Well, young man, keep talking." He took two puffs from his pipe, then blew out a stream of green smoke, looked at the man in suit in front of him, nodded slightly twice, and said, "I'm listening very carefully."
"There is a slight problem with the four strategic satellites in our "Locksmith" plan." The man in the suit lowered his head slightly, took a breath and reported softly to the old Charlie Hui: "The entire surveillance screen was interrupted."
"What's the reason?" Old Charlie nodded slightly and continued to smoke the corncob pipe calmly. He just glanced at the blue sky outside the window, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and asked again: "I want to know the reason.
"
The "Locksmith" plan is an important plan deployed directly by SHIELD. It even involves the Presidential Palace and the Bundestag, and it involves countless forces, large and small.
This is a plan that concerns the earth and even the universe. Even the president and speaker had careful discussions with old Charlie, and after thoroughly analyzing the numerous pros and cons, they finally made the decision. This plan must not allow failure!
"It was attacked by unknown electromagnetic waves and the internal precision instruments were damaged."
The man in a suit lowered his head and spoke quickly, but he hesitated for a moment, raised his head slightly and glanced at Old Charlie, then took a breath and continued quickly: "We suspect it is related to those... Transformers."
"Transformers?" Old Charlie pondered for a moment, and of course he understood the meaning of the man in the suit, because he didn't ask directly whether it was a Decepticon or an Autobot, but directly said the word Transformers.
"The planet Cybertron is about to restart... which is good news." Old Charlie whispered softly to himself, reached for his pipe, looked at the white clouds in the blue sky, and shook his head slightly: "Those are our allies.
, it is impossible to do such a thing."
"Yes, I understand." The man in the suit nodded respectfully. This was Old Charlie's words and his decision. As the person who conveyed the message to everyone below, he must inform all those who were ready to make a move.
people.
"Also, tell our allies that the Zerg offensive is getting more and more fierce, and some things are best not to continue."
Biting the silver mouthpiece of his corncob pipe, old Charlie squinted his eyes and looked at the blue sky outside. Silver-white lights flashed in his eyes, which lasted for nearly fifteen seconds before finally returning to normal.
.
"Sure enough, he is old." He closed his eyes slightly and sighed softly. He blinked twice before opening his eyes again. Visible bloodshot eyes appeared inside. Old Charlie said softly: "Strategic Satellite
Launch surveillance and plan to continue."
The man in a suit was slightly startled. He looked at the bloodshot eyes of old Charlie and couldn't help but feel shocked. He quickly lowered his head and said, "I understand." He looked at old Charlie's slightly tired face and gently said to him.
Back away, open the door and leave the room.
"It's really disturbing."
Old Charlie suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the blue sky, but there were some mysterious curves shining in his eyes. What his eyes saw was not the blue sky, but the real universe. He said softly: "Sai
Planet Botan.”
The most important part of the "Locksmith" plan is the Cybertron planet of Transformers. However, if the interests of the earth and the reproduction of mankind are sacrificed in exchange for grand strategy, it is obviously absolutely unacceptable to the selfish collective of mankind itself.
possible.
Especially the Decepticons among the Transformers, who are hostile to S.H.I.E.L.D., which is allied with the Autobots, and are not very close to the Presidential Palace and the Bundestag. They only exist as some kind of mercenaries in order to survive.
of energy.
"Let the teleporter troops be on standby."
Old Charlie gently stretched out his hand, pressed a button, pondered for a moment, and then said: "The biochemical army and the mechanical army are also on standby to cooperate with the Bundestag Star Fleet to carry out high-intensity cooperative operations."
After a pause, old Charlie visibly hesitated, then continued: "Call our newest allies to attack the restless elements in California." (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature for more novel updates.
