After receiving the approval of the President, Fidel connected the confidential communication phone at hand. He used a satellite to connect to the command system of the U.S. Navy and requested the prepared SSGN-728 "Florida" to start the scheduled attack mission.
The order was sent through the long-wave radio to penetrate the water tens of meters deep, and the 'Ohio'-class cruise missile nuclear submarine 'Florida' lurking in the Mediterranean Sea immediately executed it.
The launch tube originally equipped with ballistic missiles was opened, and a group of seven submarine-launched Tomahawk cruise missiles had been stuffed inside. A violent burst of bubbles emerged from the launch tube, followed by the cruise missile leaving the launch tube and rushing out of the sea.
, the flame combustion propels the projectile to fly far away.
The Florida launched seven submarine-launched Tomahawks in one go. This number of missiles was enough to cover the entire small town of Palmyra.
But at this moment in the city, a series of violent killings forced the Nusra Front to withdraw from Palmyra, and on the ruins of the streets were hundreds of civilians whose families had been destroyed. Amid their wails and grief, a light and shadow
The fluctuations are slowly moving forward.
'Little Poor' stood in a corner and kept looking around. When she saw the wave approaching, she immediately followed. Before she left, she looked back at the civilians who were still struggling in pain. She stopped and shouted to the wave of light and shadow.
, "Big man, can you save more people?"
Zhou Qingfeng also looked back, but said in a deep voice: "It's too troublesome for me to save you, and no one else can do anything about it. Let me tell you, what happened to the Syrians today is what you asked for. Do you understand? You asked for it.
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The 'little pitiful' was frightened by the faint anger in Zhou Qingfeng's words, and she didn't understand what the 'big man' was talking about. She just thought that she had offended the 'big man'. The child who had just lost his parents wanted to cry.
I didn't dare to cry, I could only follow closely, and I never dared to talk nonsense again.
But after walking about ten meters, Zhou Qingfeng stopped again. He realized that he couldn't really run around on the battlefield with a little girl like this. This burden must be got rid of, otherwise it would be no good to anyone.
"I have to find a safe place for you." Zhou Qingfeng turned to look at 'Little Poor'. 'Little Poor' quickly reached out to wipe away the tears that had just fallen, and looked at him blankly. "Let's change direction, I hope.
That woman Valena can have some sympathy."
One big and one small, disappearing and reappearing, the two people turned to the south of Palmyra. At this time, the civilians in the city were trying their best to escape. Escape from the city was the only way for them to survive.
Compared with terrorists and rebels, although the Syrian government's combat effectiveness is weaker, they still have some responsibility. Facing the flood of civilians who want to flee, they can only organize blockades and try their best to screen them.
All government soldiers received an order: look for a tall man, it is likely..., it is likely to be invisible.
This is really a cheating order!
If it is really invisible, who can see it?
But whether visible or not, orders still need to be executed. Government army officers have to try their best to maintain order. However, there are too many people fleeing for their lives on the battlefield, and they have to worry about suicide attacks. The entire screening efficiency is particularly low.
However, the troubles caused by the government forces did not last long. The originally crowded refugee crowd was mixed with a strange..., hard to describe phenomenon.
A barefoot little girl trotted across the bricks and stones on the ground. She was panting but kept running. And just a few meters in front of her, a translucent humanoid object was moving. It looked like it was moving.
..., quite scary.
The noisy crowd quickly quieted down, and people nearby were too frightened to speak. People in the distance were overwhelmed by the sudden silence. The crowd automatically separated to make way for this weird 'person' to move forward.
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The Syrian officer in charge of screening and guidance was stunned. He knew immediately that he had really seen an invisible person. When the person came to him, he even stammered and didn't know how to say hello.
Zhou Qingfeng swaggered past the Syrian officer in Luka. He patted the other party on the shoulder and said, "I am the one you want to stop. Let the people in the city escape."
The Syrian officer ignored Zhou Qingfeng and rushed to the radio station next to Luka to report to his superiors. A moment later, Valena, dressed in heavy armor, appeared first. She watched Zhou Qingfeng remove the invisibility effect and her mouth was cold.
Leng spit out a sentence, "You shouldn't come back here."
"Uh..., I also think I'm a bit stupid." Zhou Qingfeng shrugged, "Actually, I want to come to you for a favor. Did you see the child behind me? Her parents were killed in the bombing and she is now homeless.
In fact, I didn’t want to take care of it, but who made me a soft-hearted person? So I thought..."
Valena was already half a head taller than Zhou Qingfeng, and she was even more burly under the heavy armor. She lowered her helmet and looked at the little girl hiding behind Zhou Qingfeng, and said incomprehensively: "You just do it for a little girl.
Running out on your own initiative? I really wonder if you are an idiot?"
"You also think I'm an idiot? Haha... Actually, I have the same idea." Zhou Qingfeng laughed at himself.
Valena and Zhou Qingfeng were talking in Russian. The 'little poor' couldn't understand but could feel the horror of the humanoid machine opposite. She could even guess something, so she huddled behind Zhou Qingfeng and firmly grasped his trouser legs with both hands.
He begged: "Big man, please don't give me to others, I just want to go with you."
Zhou Qingfeng ignored the 'little pitiful' pleading. He laughed and said to Valena: "For the sake of being so stupid, how about you help me arrange this child properly?"
"As long as you follow me, I can help you place a hundred or a thousand children." Valena said coldly, "We can give you the best treatment, and you can have whatever you want."
Hahaha..., Zhou Qingfeng burst out laughing - bragging doesn't pay taxes! The furry bears are so poor, how can they give Uncle Zhou what they want?
At this time, there was a burst of heavy footsteps of powered armor near Zhou Qingfeng, and more than twenty T-45Bs and a few T-45AMs appeared around him.
The old-fashioned Berenko also laughed and shouted in a cheering tone: "Mr. Hugo, you are very welcome to come back. We have been worried about you."
Zhou Qingfeng intuitively disliked this officer from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He said lazily: "Thank you for worrying, but I don't need it."
"I just heard that you need our help to take care of a child. No problem, we can completely solve this matter. Likewise, I hope you can come with us. After all, Palmyra is too dangerous now. There is a war here, and the rebels and
Terrorists can do anything.
I have contacted the Latakia base and will send you back to Moscow safely. Our President hopes to chat with you in person, and we will ensure your life in Russia."
Berenko was talking like crazy, but he never got close to Zhou Qingfeng. Instead, he hid a few meters behind Valena and shouted. He was even protected by two tall armored soldiers.
Regarding Berenko who kept bewitching him, Zhou Qingfeng whispered to Valena in front of him: "Can you shut up the idiot behind you?"
"No, I am now under Berenko's command." Valena had no intention of being accommodating. She was even ready to take action and said coldly again: "I said before, you shouldn't come back at all.
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Zhou Qingfeng could only sneer, and shouted loudly to Berenko: "Can you shut up? Your suggestion sounds like shit to me!"
Berenko's face immediately jumped, and his tone suddenly dropped to freezing point, "Mr. Hugo, you made a wrong choice. I have to take tough measures against you."