Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

"The Great Commander leads the students."

In the military intelligence war room, the voice of the Secretary of Defense revealed a kind of excitement.

"You're about to see the largest sea and air attack in the history of the United States," he stressed, "more than the Gulf War and Operation Desert Fox in history...and the highest density of firepower per unit time, targeting the same target and narrow area—you I have never seen such a magnificent scene."

The heart of this American seemed to be on fire.

Who is not so.

From the generals and staff officers who gave orders from the Pentagon to the soldiers of the Navy and Air Force who carried out the orders on the front line, everyone was full of fighting spirit and vowed to make this war a lifetime glory.

What a just and bright battle this is.

Their enemies are no longer some Middle Eastern countries who have been accused of accusations, and they don't have to use white phosphorus bombs and cruise missiles to "additional damage" to some women, children and the elderly, they don't have to go to the other side of the world and blow up some human homes to rubble , they don't have to bear the criticism and scorn from the stupid people in the country. There is no doubt about the justice of this battle. They are fighting against the inhuman monsters outside the country.

Is there a cleaner military feat than this?

Except for some extreme environmentalists and animal protectionists with water in their heads, no one will criticize.

When he thought of this, even the Minister of Defense was overjoyed and excited. He, the Minister of Defense who was temporarily promoted, has encountered such a good thing. This is a real achievement and qualification.

He went on to emphasize: "Mr. President, you must have never seen a salvo of missiles like this..."

The commander looked at the screen and waved his hand casually: "No, I've seen it, it's one of the X-Men. On the beach, Magneto's son of the beach blocked the missiles and shells of the US-Soviet fleet..."

The defense chief's face darkened.

This great commander definitely has a hand in combating the enthusiasm of others.

The huge screen is divided into two areas. One side is the giant beasts marching forward, and the other side is the aircraft carrier battle group swimming in the blue sea. The majestic warships are dragging the white waves, and the aerial photography from the air does not reduce its mighty momentum. Needless to say, this is the most powerful naval force on Earth.

A Chuan looked at his fleet and suddenly said, "I will order the fire."

The Secretary of Defense thought for a while: "...this is your power, sir."

"Is everything being recorded? Including the sight of the missile salvo, and the sound of my order." Chuanbao shouted, "Photographer! Photographer!"

The defense chief said in amazement, "The commander leads the students?"

The commander-in-chief said again: "Now go to the Fleet Commander for me, and when he orders the ships to fire, remember to shout 'For Trump, for the United States', this is an order! "

"…"

Five minutes later, the commander of the Pacific Fleet issued a combat order to all combat units on the flagship of the aircraft carrier battle group Chancewell.

"Okay, all combatants, all fleet members, now it's up to me to explain the situation to you, we will face an unknown enemy, we know nothing about its origin and capabilities, but the only thing I know, here we are , to defend our home, family, and homeland! We will be here to show the courage and strength of the American Navy! Go-NAVY!"

"Hurrah!"

All the U.S. imperial soldiers who heard the commander's speech from the broadcast responded in unison, and the piercing battle alarm rang through the sea. This modern fleet has entered a state of battle. Together, everyone sticks to their posts, so the terrifying war machine begins to rumble, and the launch order is issued layer by layer, until every warship.

The countdown begins.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...

The MK41 vertical development system of the Arleigh Burke-class destroyers and Ticonderoga-class cruisers is opened.

Six, five, four, three...

M141 Harpoon missile launcher aimed at the sky.

Two, one!

The launch unit of the vertical launch system ejected a strong flame, the thrust of the missile engine quickly reached the critical point, the limiter was released, and the tail sealing cover bloomed like a petal under the impact of the gas flow, and the huge amount of combustion gas was vertical. The exhaust ducts were exhausted to the deck surface, forming large white smog.

In this cloud of smoke rising, a cruise missile with a length of more than six meters slowly rose, broke through the first sealing cover, and jumped out of the launch compartment. In the sky, like a shooting star, it slides to the distant sky.

The launch hatch was closed, another door of destruction slowly unfolded, and the launch system continued to issue commands. In the violent smoke and fire, cruise missiles roared into the sky.

Beneath the sky, above the blue sea, the U.S. fleet lined up to attack.

The seven combat ships were continuously surrounded by the white gas flow, and the flames rose into the sky. After the Tomahawk missile reached its maximum height, it fell to the cruising altitude under the control of the altimeter and the steering gear mechanism, and the turbo propeller continued to erupt. The high-subsonic missile entered a cruising state, passed through the blue sky, through the blue sea, and roared along the tidal waves, ready to enter the terminal attack stage.

The flying battle axes are either high or low, and together with the harpoons that also soar into the sky, they cover the blue sky, but above the sea, endless white shadows are flying from all directions. This unprecedented joint attack, Its target is an unprecedented enemy, and everyone is waiting for this battle.

The Pentagon, military intelligence experts and staff members watched the real-time feedback of the strike road map in the intelligence room.

They paid close attention to the "Northern Kraken", Leviathan, which was its veritable code name, and they were looking forward to this attack, which they had planned for a long time.

"Intensive salvo, continuous attack, multi-stage attack... The attack mission of the missile group has been allocated. We have to test the operation of the energy shield, reach its limit, and shatter its shield!"

In the dark battle command room, where only various instruments and screens flickered, the soldiers were busy conveying orders and information, while the generals stared at the big screen and said nothing.

"Discover the situation!" an intelligence agent shouted, "Leviathan deploys the shield!"

The generals were horrified.

Because in the live map of the missile's march, the joint strike from the naval and air forces is far from arriving.

"How is this going?"

"General, it is obvious that our enemy is able to sense the approaching danger in some way, perhaps by some sensitive organ, perhaps by a mechanism that we do not understand."

"—It doesn't matter, we will capture it anyway!"

It's a pity that the Pentagon's military experts, biological experts, and occult experts can't even think of what the details of this giant sea monster beyond common sense are.

It is not the strong intuition and predatory instincts that can sense the crisis hidden under the body of unknown composition that is several kilometers long and whose skin is like dead wood.

But the 1850 Early Warning Radar System and the EMPAR European Multifunction Phased Array Radar.

Although this kind of passive phased array radar, which had to be made into a single front due to cost problems, is extremely sluggish in intercepting anti-ship missiles, so much so that it can't fight the intensive accumulation of so many anti-ship missiles. But fortunately, the ones responsible for intercepting these harpoons and tomahawks were not the Shion anti-aircraft missiles, but the Kant brand "Your anti-ship missiles are good"-style phaser system.

The phased array radar only needs to detect.

The detection range of 180 kilometers, assisted by Horus, is enough for Kant to prepare.

Facing a combined attack of hundreds of missile swarms, Kant had only one idea in his mind.

grateful.

Thanks to the U.S. Navy, thanks to the Pentagon, and thanks to the U.S. Congress.

I would like to thank them for sticking to their traditions, not forgetting their original aspirations, craftsmanship, and working hard, seeking stability while maintaining stability, unchanging the methods of their ancestors, and sticking to subsonic anti-ship missiles for 50 years.

Yes.

America's long-established housekeeping skills, whether it's a battle axe or a harpoon—

All are subsonic weapons.

Russia's Zircon missile has broken through to the outrageous speed of Mach 8, and China's Yingjing-18 has also reached the end of Mach 4. The US imperialists still adhere to the idea of ​​​​subsonic penetration of anti-ship missiles - no matter how reasonable this choice is. , how much theoretical basis, at least for now, this is a major benefit to Kant.

Low-altitude subsonic missile.

In theory, it can be intercepted by AK47 - of course, it is only theoretically blind.

If it was a Mach 8 Zircon missile, Kant might not be able to react.

The voice of Iron Son sounded in his ears.

"Yin-cumming-"

Kant's hands were on the deck of the bridge.

The spiritual power spreads in an instant, blending perfectly with the paradox elements that fill the hull. His spiritual power roams in the paradox elements, and can even touch every corner of the battleship, even on the huge shield with a diameter of several kilometers— He is ready.

"—Hit!"

In the combat command room of the Pentagon, the situation of missile hits is constantly reported. Under the watchful eyes of the generals, cruise missiles either attacked the top of the defense, or swept the sea, bombarding this purple evil shield from all directions, violently The light of the fire continued to bloom, the shield flickered on and off, flashing chaotic light in the sunlight, the intelligence officers stood up involuntarily, and everyone was watching the largest screen.

They waited with bated breath, because this round of offensive was almost the most powerful conventional attack force that the United States could come up with.

The follow-up attacks continued endlessly. The naval carrier-based aircraft unit and the Air Force bomber unit continued to launch air-based missiles. Looking down from the sky, whistling white lines staggered between the peaks of the sea.

And Kant's spiritual power shrouded this huge illusion.

Horus has marked the landing spots of many missiles. The Fire Thief has opened the time secret method. His spiritual power is swimming fast. Wherever his will touches, there are space beacons everywhere. The power of Akatum unfolds the mirrored portal, black. The phase gate kept opening under the cover of the explosive fire, swallowing the incoming missiles and tethering them to the slow timeline - Ah Chuan's missiles were good, they are all mine now.

The explosions continued.

BMWs, Lamborghinis and McLarens danced between the sea and the sky. The world was full of US knife music. Hundreds of millions of wealth were scattered and turned into harmful gases and scattered into the planet.

Wealth destroys wealth, and in the end weapons and targets are reduced to rubble and rubbish.

- This is war.

Kant burst into laughter. His spiritual power was injected into the A Fu. Together with her, they endured the crazy offensive. Feeling the huge impact, threat and pressure, he laughed wildly: "I really want to shout 'Thank you for the rocket of Commander Chuan'. "What a pity, what a pity!"

It's a pity that this shocking scam targeting the number one military power on earth did not have the chance to appear in front of the world. The story of the iron ship borrowing rockets is destined to only make Kant feel happy.

"There will be a chance, father," Horus said solemnly. "One day you can tell him yourself."

Kant opened his hands, the paradox shield stretched and stood, missiles bombarded in all directions, Horus controlled the early warning position of the phased array, the smoke and dust danced wildly, the black mist billowed, this violent fire storm was continuous, but it was not endless after all. , as strong as the American emperor, and the surplus grain in the warehouse is also used up.

"No target found, repeat, enemy missiles are all clear!"

Hearing Horus' report, Kant smiled: "Then give Achuan a little more pressure."

Paradox elements injected into the engine.

The livid-faced generals saw the monster that was still unharmed under the intensive attack of hundreds of cruise missiles and roared upwards. Forward speed - a sudden increase!

"—fxck!"

The phase door opened, Kant returned to the other world, he appeared above the sky, swooped down, the endless sea domain, this is the route of the **** of the star palace, and he wants to kill this heavenly monster here.

As soon as the fire thief appeared, the God of the Star Palace felt a sense, and his excited roar was earth-shattering: "Here again! Here again! Kant! Fire thief! Come meet your destiny!"

The battle suit sprayed flames, Kant swept across the sea, he was suspended in the air, and the ring of star power built a brilliance, forming a long pole on the sea, extending the soles of his feet, like a street lamp.

"The bastard." He said proudly, "This king's weapons are quite sufficient!"

The large and small phase gates spiral out and stretch out round heads. This is the king's arsenal, the whaling forks, tomahawks and joint air-to-ground missiles usurped from the commander of the American Cannon Sun Cannon. It's time for meritorious deeds.

Kant stretched out his hand, and more than a dozen Tomahawk missiles burst out of the air, and the cruise missiles that entered the terminal penetration state whizzed and flew, setting off flames and smoke, the air waves boiled, the floating boulders burst, and debris flew.

The maniacal laughter of the God of Star Palace was earth-shattering: "Too weak! Too weak!"

Kant snorted coldly, the space beacons were scattered everywhere, his heart turned at will, shuttled in the void, the phase gate kept opening, and rows of cruise missiles burst out of the sky, according to the attack area and strike set by the US imperialists. The plan, bombarded this peerless beast from all directions.

Numerous cruise missiles broke through the defenses of the floating boulders and exploded on the skin of the beast, roaring and roaring incessantly, but the terrifying resilience has been regenerating the charred and broken flesh. There is no mortal threat to this terrifying beast.

But witnesses to the battle were already stunned.

Above the clouds, Dong Tianming had a solemn expression, stared at him, and pondered.

The tower of all-seeing, the councilors stared at the high-intensity space teleportation, almost teleporting Kant, fighting around the sea monster as if turning lights, using the phase gate to project a huge arrow of flying flames, like a meteor flying down, crashing down The tyranny, the number seems to be endless, and the speed of the giant arrow breaking through the air and the skill of moving it make them even more shocked.

The lawmakers have stopped comparing the Azure Fleet.

Imperial City.

The co-lord of mankind looked at the light screen projected by the star map and murmured: "Can you still stop it now?"

The Minister of Magic bowed his head and said nothing.

The eldest prince could not wait to get into the crack of the ground and not let anyone see it.

The emperor did not speak, nor did he look at the son.

He turned his back to the crowd.

Hiding the... fear in his eyes.

Because he felt this scene was familiar.

Like information on the Battle of Far Harbor.

That was the scene of the knight Astolfo killing the dragons. The information said that flames rose from the deck of the battleship, and then the arrows of flying flames swept into the sky, chasing the dragon.

The flame arrow that killed the dragon was very similar to this one.

There is also information about the battle of Danfeng Lucerne.

Thinking of these, he even had an illusion.

It was not Kant who attacked this sea monster.

But dozens of warships more powerful than the Astorford, and hundreds of high-speed alchemy aircraft like the battle vehicle that shot down the dragon in the Battle of Danfeng Lucerne, to crush everything and conquer everything. With a posture of victory, he launched an attack on this peerless beast that transcended the world.

Such a fleet, just letting him think about it, would make him tremble.

Kant… Kant…

- Where exactly are you from?

Silvermoon Council.

Silent.

Only the wild laughter of the Phoenix King resounded through the hall.

"How! How! How do you feel! How do you feel!"

Marekise shouted: "Answer me! Isn't my husband great!"

But behind the arrogant laughter, Parrot squinted at the picture from the corner of his eye, and the **** in his heart also arises - Damn, is Kant going to touch the Porcelain Pacific Fleet?

At the same time, in the White House of America, Ah Chuan looked ashen and looked at the Secretary of Defense.

"Use, nuke, now!"

Ma Zai's face was full of stubborn rejection.

And in the sea of ​​another world, after a round of harpoon bombardment, Condela distanced himself, and before the other party said there was no pack, no pack, no pack, no pack, he taunted first.

"How does it feel to be beaten by a Mudblood? Screaming loudly, shouting joyously, don't you just rely on your rough skin to be able to resist beatings? I tell you that Far Harbor has begun to retreat, and you come here except to be beaten. There is no second way, because you are just a thick-skinned turtle with no attack ability!"

He raised his **** to the God of Star Palace and said wildly, "You **** hit me!"

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PS1: Update...5000 words.

PS2: I still didn’t sleep well last night. Now I always have insomnia every time I go out. I only fell asleep at three o’clock last night and woke up at half past nine. I was drowsy all day... Although I can continue to write today, I decided to go to bed first. I want to Back to the sun room to work and rest... There are still 5,000 words to owe first, which will be slowly paid in the past few days.