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Chapter 211: The Wrath of the Empire

"Our satellite is made by UNTR." Orca came straight to the point, as if he didn't mean to be verbose. He gave a thumbs up to the technicians around him.

The technician nodded, clicked the mouse a few times, and the laptop computer in front of him immediately began to calculate. If you look carefully enough, you can see that at the other end of several connecting cables of the computer, there is a huge computer main box and satellites.

Signal receiving device. The killer whale's mobile phone is also connected to the laptop. He is trying to obtain Fu Ming's precise location through this phone call.

Once a missile has passed, Fu Ming will be on hold. However, the satellite cannot be used now, and another spy satellite is replacing the satellite's position through an orbit change procedure, so time must be seized.

"Mr. Eastwood, don't be slanderous. What evidence do you have?" Fu Ming looked at his watch with a relaxed face and calculated the call time. Even if he could move before the missiles came, he still couldn't bear to part with this newly built building with few people.

The government building that lasted for months was Murbazak's territory. It would not be good for others to blow up the Congress.

The killer whale was startled. NASA still has no explanation for how that satellite was scrapped. As for laser weapons, UTR does not have such high technological content. High-orbit anti-satellite missiles can knock down American satellites.

Yes, only the Chinese can do it. And the sound of launching an anti-satellite missile must be similar to that of a rocket. If UNTR really launched an anti-satellite missile from the rocket launch base of Trinuclear Heavy Industry, then it is impossible for the Americans not to know about it.

Before this satellite lost contact with the ground, no country or region on the entire earth had launched any rocket or aircraft! This is what makes the Americans confused. Before the satellite signal was small, they did not even notice

A little unusual.

However, it doesn’t matter. Obama did not focus all his energy on Syria. The intention of this war is not to overthrow the current Syrian government, but to control the trend of the entire Middle East. Americans have realized that the entire Middle East is gradually

It was simply disgusting for them to fall into the hands of UNTR. The pattern they had worked hard for decades was broken. They were only one step away from acquiring this oil-rich place. At the last moment, they were actually taken over.

untr was the first to arrive!

"CIA, the Central Intelligence Agency of the United States of America." Fu Ming laughed contemptuously. At the very least, he didn't know what the Americans wanted to do. He repeated the full name of CIA, "How powerful are the Americans? Let us

Let’s wait and see. It’s just this little thing, are you scared?”

Fu Ming actually started to provoke. Maybe, he really went a bit too far. Does he have the strength? Fu Ming can nod to himself. He has it, and so does UNTR. In the Middle East, on small-scale battlefields, UNTR does have the same strength as the United States.

It's a lot of capital that Americans can't afford to spend. Americans have worries about their future, but Fu Ming doesn't.

The worst plan is to die? Fu Ming has no intention of accepting this outcome.

"Hahaha, k, the powerful United States of America cannot be shaken by a terrorist organization like UNTR. Technology, military, financial resources, and even people. You are too far behind us." The killer whale laughed.

, and looked at the technician. The technician shook his head at him, and it seemed that the positioning was still not completed.

Fu Ming's mobile phone line is very confidential, and signal analysis is also very difficult, and it is almost impossible to intercept. The encryption technology is personally designed by Harry Crowder, and even the operator has said hello, so naturally it is not easy to find. "We will wait and see.

I'm looking forward to your next move. That satellite? Haha, Mr. Eastwood, you think UTR is too weak. Of course, don't think too powerful. UTR welcomes you at any time." Fu Ming took the time to hang up.

Got the phone call.

The killer whale listened to the busy tone on the phone receiver and quickly looked at the technician again. After seeing the technician's look, he clenched his fist and banged it on the table. "This is a cunning way of putting blame!"

"Sir, we have confirmed that he is in Damascus, Syria. If he had just one more second..." the technician sighed. If he had just one more second, he would be able to find Fu Ming's precise location. Although the missile cannot hit him now,

But it is possible for the jsoc SEAL team to directly attack him, capture him or kill him. Intelligence shows that Fu Ming did not take many security personnel with him when he left the Three Nuclear Heavy Industry. As for those idiot governments in Syria

The army is simply vulnerable!

The killer whale pressed the hang up button, and a call was made to the White House. Obama did not hesitate at all and answered the dedicated line. He had been waiting for this call.

"Killer whale, how's the situation?"

"Mr. President, I think we can get started."

"This matter is entirely handed over to CIA. I don't want to see any more failures." Obama said in a serious tone. He hung up the phone and sighed deeply. He stood up from the table and straightened his clothes.

In a few minutes, a press conference on military operations in Syria will be held on the lawn outside the White House. He changed his expression to a smile, and his assistant was already knocking on the door.

Fu Ming had a vague premonition in his heart. Before the Syrian incident, this premonition had appeared several times, and every time it appeared, it was accompanied by an unprecedented crisis. This should be what Fu Ming has been struggling with for many years.

The intuition he formed was so accurate that even he himself couldn't express it.

"What's wrong with you?" Moore on the side saw Fu Ming's thoughts. When he was on the phone with the killer whale, Fu Ming's expression was not so serious.

"Now that I think about it, this war seems to have come at a wrong time. Think about it for yourself. In the past, the United States has carried out such armed actions to subvert the regime with the support of local opposition forces, including Iraq, Libya, and even Lebanon, which did not succeed.

, there are all armed forces in the country. Although there are in Syria, have you seen them raising troops?" Fu Ming knew that UNTR strictly restricted the import of arms to the Syrian armed forces, even if they were sent to the Syrian government forces.

Everything is recorded in detail, so it is completely impossible to fish in troubled waters.

The Syrian armed forces are now running out of ammunition. The barrels of their guns are broken and one is missing, and the bullets are missing one round, let alone RPGs. There is absolutely no replenishment.

But even so, this kind of silence was beyond Fu Ming's expectation. Ordinarily, when the Americans invaded, the Japanese armed forces should cooperate with external forces as soon as possible. Even if there are few weapons and no matter how poor the quality of the personnel, they still have to do something.

It's better to show loyalty. You can't cause big troubles, but you can still deal with small problems. It's good now, these *** armed forces don't know how to hide in that cave, and they don't dare to let out a fart.

On the other hand, if the United States loses the support of the domestic armed forces in Syria, their offensive will undoubtedly be blocked, and it will be a lot of trouble. Many actions require the cooperation of these domestic military forces. This kind of thing of killing people to establish a regime for others cannot be ignored.

Americans would definitely not do this before, it would be a huge loss.

"I'm also surprised that the terrorists have been very quiet since the beginning of the American missile attack. There was a little movement from the Americans before the attack, but now there is no news at all, and they can't even be found!" Fu Ming said.

He said that Moore also began to feel that something was wrong. There might be a bigger conspiracy here. But what exactly is the American conspiracy? Fu Ming's intelligence system has not yet figured out. I am afraid that this matter is no longer within the control of the U.S. Congress.

Come on, because Cat's informant still has no news.

"Wait, we can only do so much now." Fu Ming walked out of the office and took a few breaths of the air outside. The air here was not polluted by gunpowder smoke.

On the eastern border of Syria, this defensive battle has come to an end. The wreckage of a helicopter with flames and smoke on the ground tells the story of the outcome of this short war.

Weinblade did not capture a single living American. The nine Apache helicopter gunships were completely annihilated under the powerful firepower of the Suzaku-class and Xuanwu-class general-purpose humanoid combat mechas. The air was mixed with smoke and burning corpses.

The burning smell is disgusting.

Several transport Osprey helicopters that followed saw the Apaches opening the way explode one after another. They were stunned to leave the war zone without receiving orders and turned around to return. The Americans had to admit that they had lost their satellites.

With the support of missiles, their invasion failed this time. The eastern border is still an insurmountable gap for them. The two aircraft are simply a guardian angel here.

Luther Alex got out of the cockpit, covered in sweat and smelly. Even if the constant temperature system was turned on in the Suzaku-class cockpit, the hot weather in the Middle East still made him breathless. He

I took a sip of water and looked at the wreckage all over the place, as well as the smoldering huts.

Now, it was no longer just a few huts. He leaned at the feet of the Suzaku-class. The nozzle of the vector thruster in his footsteps was still hot, and the surrounding air was still distorting. In order to avoid this burst of heat, Luther

While taking off his uniform, he walked towards Wayne.

Wayne threw a cigarette to him and helped him light it. At this time, Jack also came over. He didn't smoke at first. Looking at Wayne's tired smile and the already lit lighter, he smoked anyway.

After one sip, I immediately choked and coughed.

"Hahaha, just pump more, thank you this time!" Wayne smiled, patted Jack's back and threw him a bottle of water.

"I don't know when the Americans will come back again!" Jack looked worriedly at the eastern sky. The fierce battle just now still didn't bring him back to his senses.

"Won't come again for a while." Luther also patted Jack's back to ease his worries. Jack was really too nervous. In such a large-scale war, no one who has never served as a soldier will be able to

Having experienced Luther's calm performance, Wayne was also surprised. He even wondered whether Luther had also served as a NATO soldier before participating in the Dakar Rally.

He never asked, and Luther never said anything.

But what Luther said is right. Wayne just contacted Damascus and said that the American satellite had indeed been destroyed. Before that, he had considered that there were only two possibilities for the cruise missile to fail. The first was technology.

The staff were dumbfounded. The second option was that the satellite guidance was affected.

"It seems like we can take a short break."

Democratic Republic of the Congo, Kinshasa.

"Are you ready?" A US Marine Corps officer put down the telescope in his hand. In the telescope, there was the endless headquarters of the Trinuclear Heavy Industry. He pressed down his desert camouflage peaked cap, and the M4A1 rifle in his hand had been tightened.

The silencer was put on, the laser standard was also turned on, he pulled the bolt, and there was a click, and the bullet was loaded.

Several soldiers behind him risked their lives and hid behind a sand dune.

"Let's start. We are better at playing dirty tricks."


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