"The world doesn't need myths... Damn, I hate this sentence."
"Pointerray was wiped half off the face of the earth! This is the greatest insult to the Lighthouse Nation!"
"Trash, trash, the defense line of our great country is like toilet paper, it can be broken with a poke!"
"Although the [Modo] organization deserves to die, it has never challenged our great alliance so directly. This should be something we can resolve internally."
"Contact Congress, we will increase military spending next year!"
…
US Alliance, Washington, in a certain underground base.
A middle-aged man with deep eye sockets and a hooked nose was roaring angrily. The three gold stars on his shoulders made the people around him lower their heads and be scolded.
A young brigadier in the crowd might not be deep enough in the city, or he might have other ideas. After being baptized with spit for five minutes, he couldn't help but raise his head and respond aloud:
"General Lake, I swear on the name of my grandfather that this must have been done by people from the Xia Kingdom."
Lake suddenly stopped roaring and even looked at the young brigadier with a calm expression.
This sudden change immediately gave the brigadier great confidence. His voice was high-pitched and his eyes were filled with excitement.
"After our calculations, the opponent launched an airdrop attack from space orbit! Only a few forces have the ability to do this."
"Those people on the moon base and Mars home never interact with the earth except for official meetings."
"Only two of the current forces on the earth are left! And our old neighbor, the polar bear, can completely wipe out Poynterai, but it can never be as precise as a scalpel. So it must be from Xia.
…”
Wow!
A cup of hot water was poured directly on the brigadier's face.
Lake smashed the glass into powder, grabbed the brigadier's collar and lifted it up, spitting directly into the brigadier's face.
The army boss finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he gave the best words in his life to Mr. Brigadier General.
"So you dug your grandfather's body out of the grave and exposed it to the sun over and over again! That's right!"
"Do I need you to teach me such retarded remarks?"
"Didn't I know it was someone from Xia who did it?"
"If it weren't for your grandfather's sake, I would have slapped you on the face——"
"roll!"
Lake pushed the brigadier away like a chicken. The latter looked ashamed and angry, but in the end he did not dare to say anything more.
The conference room in the underground base fell into an eerie silence. The sand table light and shadow that were repeatedly deduced on the three-dimensional light screen were reflected on everyone's faces, flickering on and off.
Lake pulled off his collar, pulled out a chair and sat down.
The surrounding adjutants and generals quickly lowered their heads as if listening to the instructions.
Lake glanced at everyone, and the unknown fire in his heart finally subsided, and he tapped the console with his fingers.
After a long time, he finally spoke: "Inform our allies to send a diplomatic note to Daxia. The world needs an explanation."
The young brigadier general who had just been reprimanded moved his lips and wanted to ask again, "Then what do we do?" But when he saw Lake's indifferent eyes, he quickly lowered his head.
"The meeting is dismissed!"
Lake slapped the table and walked out without looking back.
Everyone behind him breathed a long sigh of relief and dispersed in twos and threes.
This meeting that was supposed to be extremely formal and serious ended in such a hasty way.
…
After the extreme calm, there are turbulent waves.
When Lu Ze was returning on a twin-rotor helicopter, Eagle, Gaul, Neon... many countries jointly sent a diplomatic note to Daxia, asking for an explanation as to why the Daxia text appeared.
In just half an hour, under the guidance of many parties, public opinion quickly aroused heated discussions around the world.
Then the US Alliance, which calls itself the beacon of mankind, came belatedly and shouted through the air through television signals. It raised questions on the international stage for the first time and asked Daxia to give an explanation.
There is no reason mentioned in the whole article, but what is said is that this matter is led by the government and is a serious and malicious violation of sovereignty. The US Alliance will take all reasonable means to safeguard its rights and interests.
Everyone heard the thrilling sound, and some small countries even began to tremble.
But at this moment, the spokesperson of the Yanhuang Army finally appeared in the camera, and the live broadcast signal was transmitted around the world through optical cables.
"We have no knowledge of things outside our homeland. We deeply sympathize with the losses in Poynterai, commend the US Alliance for their quick rescue, and Daxia highly recognizes the destruction of the dark organization..."
"At the same time, we call on all countries to work together to commit to world peace..."
"Finally, I would like to say something to everyone in the community with a shared future for the planet. We humans have only ourselves as our own myth! Thank you!"
The official speech with the characteristics of Daxia was delivered to every modern corner through a global live broadcast. Especially the last sentence that aroused empathy was praised by many forces.
Of course, this does not include Washington’s underground bases.
…
"Wang Defa!"
"Gift crab!"
There was a heavy smashing sound in the office.
The guards outside the house had their cheeks twitching, and no one dared to go in for fear of offending the angry boss.
Other officials in Washington were equally angry, but there was nothing they could do.
There is no way at all. The Pacific Fleet's vitality is severely damaged, planetary monsters have appeared in many places, and a large number of military forces have been restrained. As for cultivating warriors...
The US Alliance's population size and multi-racial composition have become disadvantages in martial arts practice. It can no longer surpass the ancient country on the other side of the Pacific in terms of the quantity and quality of construction pilots and high-level warriors.
So faced with such a reply that was neither humble nor arrogant, and even had a hint of irony...
They can't even refute it publicly, all they can do is launch a bigger public opinion offensive.
That's all.
…
…
The bracelet vibrates slightly.
Lu Ze lowered his head and glanced strangely, but then smiled.
After tapping at random and sending it out, he said to the pilot in front: "Please change the route to Shangnan City."
"Chief, why don't you go back to Shencheng Fortress to see General Yunlong..." the pilot said hesitantly. The order he received was to send Commander Lu Ze back to Shencheng Fortress.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I have already said hello to General Zang Long and General Yun Long. They have more busy things."
"Yes!" The pilot's voice was loud, and his heart was full of admiration.
Although his superiors did not clearly explain it, as a full-time response officer, he clearly observed the sky-high flame pillar from high altitude.
After the Flame Pillar broke out, he received the task of assisting Lu Ze.
Just a simple association can connect Lu Ze with the shocking storm in Alaska.
Only such people can chat and laugh with real big guys like Zang Chuanping and Yun Zhenxiong.
The twin-rotor helicopter turned around and headed deeper along the Yangtze River.
Not far away, two fighter jets quietly escorted the Shencheng Fortress.
More than an hour later, the heavy-duty twin-rotor aircraft appeared in the southeast of Shangnan City, and two escort fighter jets quietly returned from behind.
"Chief, we have arrived at our destination. There are thirty-four helipads scattered in Shangnan City. Where should we send you?"
"No, thank you."
Lu Ze patted the pilot's shoulder and spoke with a smile.
Um?
The pilot had not yet experienced the scene when the Baidi fighter plane broke through the atmosphere, so naturally he didn't know what Lu Ze meant... but he soon knew it.
The side door opened, and strong winds penetrated into the cabin.
Lu Ze quietly looked at the urban building complex by the river and jumped into the air.
"——Chief!"
The pilot subconsciously exclaimed, but saw ripples spreading from Lu Ze's feet.
The youngest senior colonel in the history of the Yanhuang Army cast several afterimages in the air, hit a huge air wave in mid-air, and then fell to the edge of the city wall like a meteor.
The pilot felt relaxed and happy, and performed a standard military salute in the direction where Lu Ze disappeared.
"Salute to the chief! Number 1134, prepare to return!"
…
Along the Yangtze River, there are tree-lined avenues.
A light red Continental GT parked quietly on the side of the road.
Lin Chujun raised his head slightly, his red lips curled up slightly, with an imperceptible smile.
Today, she had been dressed up carefully for a long time. The black dress was tailored to show off her figure, and a pair of black stockings wrapped around her legs like running water.
The black silk stockings were almost transparent under the light, clinging tightly to her skin, like a halo, outlining her legs, which were slender and full of temptation.
The mixture of aloofness and charm creates her unique charm.
And this amazing charm is unique to only one person in this world.
The afterimage streaked across the sky, brushing against the grass and trees.
Lu Ze tapped his feet lightly on the ground, creating a wave of air.
"Yeah~"
With a soft cry, Lin Chujun put her legs together, stretched out her hands to hold down the raised skirt, and raised her naturally curly wavy hair back.
This frail look instantly revealed an astonishing charm.
Lin Chujun's cold expression melted away at this moment. She smoothed the back of her dress slowly and then lowered her head softly.
"Jun Chu has been thinking of you, welcome back..."
