"My people have already taken action. At least for a few hours, the space jumper will not realize that he is isolated from the information." Aslan said to Cathy Walter on the phone: "You'd better move faster.
The prophet is a big fish and we kind of crossed the line."
"Aslan, think about your current situation. There is no line for you anymore. If you can't prove your ability, you will soon say goodbye to the pioneers, and then slowly become moldy in our world.
, and eventually turned into a dry battery that was put into the survival capsule." Cathy Walter replied without any hesitation.
The former old partner and old rival became too weak and too cautious after several failures, which made Cathy feel that she had paid too much attention to Aslan before.
He is not worthy of being his competitor at all.
Cathy hung up Aslan's phone directly. This was the last time she used him. Aslan had no value to her from now on, and then she made another call.
"How's the situation?" Cathy Walter kicked off her long legs and slid her wheelchair from one end of the office to the other.
"The petrochemical alliance's air defense network has been dismantled, and now it is like a newly hatched chick, without protection." Kang Aer's slippery voice appeared from over there: "I followed the car personally and watched the colonel rush in.
The computer room destroyed everything inside, and they couldn't restore the data within a few hours. That's how the LAN was broken, hehe."
"Very good, I appreciate your mobility." Cathy's tone was full of joy. She had heard of this indigenous man named Kang Orr before.
That's right, Aboriginal, the other person is not a naturalized person, not from the beginning to the end, he is just a mercenary who gets paid to do things, and he is very crazy.
His abilities are special enough that the pioneers tried their best to take away his abilities and could only use him as a mercenary to do dirty work.
But now, the mercenary was suddenly full of interest and motivation in the mission against Tangji. Cathy Walter admired his efficiency in this regard.
"Very good, make sure they don't mess with us. The balance has already been deposited into your account." Cathy finally said, "I paid 20% more, which is considered a tip."
"Thank you for your kindness, little miss. Hahaha, if you work harder, I might fall in love with you!" Kang Orr smiled and hung up the phone, leaving Cathy alone to think about the title of little miss.
The origin of.
"Psycho!" Cathy suddenly remembered that the lunatic was now calling Mrs. Kang "Miss" to mock her for losing power.
Cathy Walter hid behind Markarian this time without any scruples. She sat in the center and began to unleash the full potential of the Pioneers and its subordinate Naturalized Organization.
"Ms. Walter, we have fully controlled the Tarta base in South Africa. The missile inventory left by the federation here is intact. The last maintenance was nine months ago. After inspection, a total of nine missiles can be put into use immediately, three of which carry
It has a nuclear warhead, but it requires a second activation before it can be used."
...
"Sir Walter, through our allies in the federal military, we have obtained the activation codes for the missiles at the Tarta base. This is our return gift to you."
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"Your Majesty the Great Pioneer, the 3rd Gallic Missile Battalion is ready for launch. The entire battalion is equipped with a total of fifteen intercontinental missiles, six of which carry nuclear warheads with a maximum yield of 15,000 tons and are already in an activated state. .”
"We have received authorization from the Ministry of Defense that the missile will not trigger the European Union's air defense system and is on standby at any time."
...
"Great Pioneer, here is..."
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"Launch all the missiles you have on hand to these coordinates, now, immediately, immediately!" Kathy Walter did not hesitate and directly issued the launch order, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
"Accepted/obey!"
Suddenly, twelve missile launch bases from different forces around the world, large and small, suddenly entered a wartime state amidst the piercing sirens.
Missiles of different sizes were pushed up to the launch position, transported into the launch silo, and slowly rose into the sky with a powerful tail flame amidst the countdown.
A total of thirty-seven missiles, divided into three batches according to different distances, will cover the absolute death zone designated by Kaishi within seven minutes.
"What I want is a one-hit kill and comprehensive coverage." Kathy Walter sat at his desk and looked at the dense missile trajectories on the screen, his face full of excitement.
Ever since the Seven Virtues Plan failed, Cathy Walter has been thinking about how to eradicate Tangji.
This is not just a personal grudge, but also a struggle for interests.
She and Aslan have worked hard in this world for nearly a hundred years to achieve the current situation, but because of Tangji, the future direction of this world is leaning towards a path that makes it difficult for companies and pioneers to make profits.
This was unacceptable to Cathy. During the offline period, more than one company executive hinted at Tang Ji's best outcome in front of Cathy.
Clearly, a world without Tanguy would be in the company's better interest, even if it would be contrary to the Most High.
But Cathy Walter has never seen the real Supreme One. She only knows that the company is considering revoking her title of Grand Pioneer.
After hundreds of years of hard work, Cathy couldn't accept it.
Mikkelsen, who was far away in the center of Hawaii Island, and some high-level Mikkelsens who were lurking in various places, received more than a dozen breaking messages in three minutes, and their faces were all extremely ugly.
Thirty-seven missiles were fired, nine of them carrying nuclear warheads, and more than one person called Mikkelsen to inquire about the possibility of eventual war.
The sudden disaster caused many wealthy people in the corporate alliance who participated in the space city project to panic. After all, they had spent a lot of money to prepare to immigrate to outer space for refuge. It would be too bad to fall short before departure...
"No, this is not a signal for World War III, at least not now. You don't have to worry, no, no, it's not necessary." Mikkelsen explained on the phone, and suddenly became irritable: "Shut up, you idiot Pig! Now listen to me quietly!"
"It's not the end of the world, so you'd better stay home quietly, get a good night's sleep, get up and go to work tomorrow morning, and tell those idiots like you in the board of directors that nothing happened. Do you understand?"
!" Mikkelsen's voice was sinister, and his attention was entirely on the trajectory of the missile on the screen: "If I find that you are selling assets and causing market fluctuations, believe me, Mr. Jonathan, even if you run away and buy them in Phoenix Group,
In the mansion in outer space, I will also turn you into a corpse."
"Yes, I'm threatening you. With your four wives, twenty-nine lovers, sixteen illegitimate children, and the two thousand nine hundred and twenty-six women you have had sex with since the age of eighteen, seven hundred and three
In the name of a man, I'm not joking, do you understand now?" Mikkelsen returned to his previous expression: "Very well, Mr. Jonathan, I wish you a happy day."
