Chapter 1,469 3-Pronged Halberd

"Have you heard? There's going to be a war..."

"War? Hasn't it been a war for a long time?"

"Not Colombia...it is said that the Star Ring Trade attacked the USS Ford aircraft carrier battle group in the Caribbean..."

"Hold the grass?! Why can't they think about it..."

"How long have you been disconnected? Anyway, I plan to go back to China and hide for a few days, and then come back when the situation stabilizes. If you plan to leave, you'd better make a decision quickly. I booked my flight yesterday - it's the last time - —”

"Wori... Damn it, all the air tickets have been sold out in the past week!" Holding his cell phone, the man beat his chest and regretted.

In the past two days, similar conversations have been common in Penglai City.

It seems that no one is optimistic that the new country can win this war.

The dictator finally played with fire too much. The White House's seventy-two-hour ultimatum was obviously no joke. Five aircraft carrier battle groups had already assembled in the Pacific and were sailing towards the Western Pacific. Perhaps the White House has secretly approved the document to launch a nuclear attack on New Zealand's industrial facilities, so that neither Anga Island nor Koro City can escape the disaster.

Star Ring City, Earth Observation Center of the Ministry of Aerospace.

Corresponding to New Zealand time, it is now eight o'clock in the evening.

All holidays have been cancelled, and Star Ring Trading has reached its most critical moment. The staff sat nervously in front of the computer, their eyes constantly staring at the radar of the observation satellite. Some people had not slept for 24 hours in a row and relied entirely on caffeine to survive until now.

At this moment, an exclamation broke the busy silence in the Earth Observation Center.

"Launched!" He suddenly stood up from his seat, and the observer in charge of satellite number W14 pointed directly at the red dot on the radar screen, "The coordinates are N29°04 north latitude, W154°20 west longitude, and the bomb type is UGM. -133A "Trident" submarine-launched ballistic missiles! Twelve launched in total!"

"Two hours ahead of the scheduled seventy-two hours..."

The observer sitting next to him also observed these twelve missiles on the radar and couldn't help but curse.

"I knew...there was no way these Americans could keep their word!"

"Nuclear submarine launch?" He quickly walked to the side of the W14 satellite observation terminal. Qi Yingze, the general manager of the observation center, frowned and put down the coffee cup in his hand. "Can you confirm the type of nuclear submarine?"

"It should be the US military's Ohio-class nuclear submarine!" the observer replied.

"Immediately report the coordinates of the submarine area to the Halo Navy!" Qi Yingze immediately ordered, "Notify the headquarters of the Aerospace Department and let them prepare for a nuclear strike!"

"yes!"

…

Ten minutes after the Trident missile was observed taking off, an air defense siren was sounded over the city of Koro. Police drones patrolling the streets repeated the same words over the radio.

"...The enemy air strike will arrive in Koro City in ten minutes. Citizens are asked to stay at home and do not leave their homes. Starring Trade Security Defense Company promises to ensure the safety of all citizens' property from illegal forces. Please citizens... "

As early as three days ago, all cities in New Zealand, including Penglai City, had implemented a comprehensive curfew. The sudden sound of the air raid siren did not cause much panic, because there were no tourists at all in Coro City, and the citizens living there at this time also stayed at home due to the curfew.

Logically speaking, they should be panicking, but when they saw their president still standing in front of the presidential palace and being interviewed by domestic media, the fear in their hearts was slightly dispelled. Whether it is destruction or victory, there is someone to bear all the consequences with them.

At exactly nine o'clock in the evening, twelve lights appeared in the sky.

Some screamed, some held their heads and hid under the bed, some prayed with sobs, and some quietly took out a bottle of cold beer from the refrigerator and sat in the yard, like waiting for the celebration. Like fireworks, quietly waiting for the final moment to come.

Everyone knows what it is.

What was supposed to come eventually came.

Two Trident missiles successfully flew over Koro City.

Even the Americans who pressed the launch button were surprised when it went smoothly. Soon, the nuclear warhead mounted on the Trident missile exploded. The light of the nuclear explosion dispersed the entire night and engulfed the entire sky in an endless mushroom cloud.

The faint roar shook the eardrums of everyone crawling under the mushroom cloud.

Just when everyone thought their lives were over, something surprising happened to everyone.

The nuclear explosion did occur, and the mushroom cloud did rise, but the devastating shock wave did not come. Everyone is still alive, watching helplessly as the mushroom cloud spreads and is slowly carried away by the passing sea breeze...

It's like a miracle sent by the gods!

"Oh my god...am I dreaming? Am I still alive?" A middle-aged man about forty years old got out from under the bed and stared blankly out the window, tears gradually filling his eyes, "I'm actually still alive... …”

"Dear! We are still alive!" A young man and woman hugged each other, kissed each other crazily, and finally rolled onto the bed sheets, with their shoes and clothes kicked aside.

"It's unbelievable, it's like a miracle! No, this is a miracle!" The old priest sitting in the church muttered nervously as his thumb and index finger repeatedly rubbed the cross on his chest.

"Long live the new country! Long live the Star Ring Trade! Fuck the nuclear weapons! Fuck the Yankees! We are invincible!" The drunken man stood on the balcony of his house and shouted at the top of his lungs. Normally, the troublesome neighbor would have called him to warn him for causing nuisance, but not today.

Because he shouted out what was on everyone's mind.

If even nuclear weapons cannot conquer them, what else can defeat them?

From this moment on, the outcome of this war has been decided.

Just five minutes after the nuclear strike struck Colo, the White House held a press conference. Facing media reporters from all over the United States and even the world, the White House press secretary announced this "regrettable" fact to the media in an apologetic tone.

"Just over an hour ago, we encountered twelve Trident missiles. Maybe their radar was malfunctioning or something else, but our missiles were not intercepted. And just five minutes ago, the White House said, 'We I asked the Pentagon whether the nuclear bomb successfully hit the target, and the answer was 'Yes'."

"We express our concern and regret for the disaster that the people of New Zealand are enduring."

"But we believe that a new homeland with more freedom and equality, a new world that is not oppressed by illegal companies, oligarchs, and puppet governments, will allow the people of the new country to live in a better environment in the future..."

"And we will shoulder the responsibility of a big country and help the suffering people rebuild their homes."

Nuclear weapon damage assessment cannot be confirmed at the moment.

Because all the military observation satellites in the United States were knocked out by Starlink Trading missiles three days ago.

The "Trident" missile that launched a nuclear strike on New Zealand's mainland used pre-calculated launch parameters. Although there will be a certain error in this way, for something like a nuclear weapon, what difference does an error of one or two kilometers make?

The Pentagon only knows that the nuclear bomb was "shot", "hit" and "exploded", but this is enough...

Is it really enough?