Chapter 1,472 Unstoppable

Andrews Air Force Base, located 8 miles east of Washington, D.C., is home to Air Force One and the helicopter used by the President of the United States. The main mission is to provide rapid response capabilities to emergencies that seriously endanger national security and provide support for the Air and Space Expeditionary Force.

However, just a few minutes ago, a tungsten rod bullet turned the place into ruins.

And this was also the cause of the previous earthquake.

Right now, downtown Washington.

The alarm bells rang loudly, but they could not stop the fear in people's hearts.

Amidst the wailing sirens, police cars, explosion-proof vehicles, and armored vehicles rushed towards the source of the chaos, knocked away the abandoned vehicles in the middle of the road, and lined up on the highway to form a defense line. The policemen took out their pistols and Remington shotguns and crouched nervously beside the police car, waiting. On the other side of them were the heavily armed anti-terrorist police who were the main defense force. The rifles and explosion-proof shields in their hands were held upright at the moment, and the pupils under the helmets shrank to a single point——

boom--!

A rocket overturned an armored vehicle parked in the middle of the road.

The policemen hiding nearby lowered their heads, but at this moment, intensive gunshots were heard from the other side of the street.

The bullets came like a violent storm and penetrated directly through the hood and door of the police car. Countless police officers were shot and fell to the ground holding their bloody wounds. The special forces who had been well prepared fired back. However, faced with the fierce firepower of the powered armor, they were at a disadvantage from the beginning. The firepower net was so heavy that they were unable to move behind the bunker.

The heavy machine guns of the armored vehicles played a certain role, but they faced powered armor. In the face of flexible individual anti-tank weapons, the fragile armor was like paper, being shot through by poisonous python rockets.

"This is BAKER1, this is BAKER1, we are under attack by enemy armed forces! They are advancing towards the Lincoln Memorial, we need support... Damn it! Shet! Where are our troops? When I joined the job, I couldn't No one ever told me that I would go to war—"

Huddled behind the police car, the middle-aged police sergeant clutched the walkie-talkie tightly in his hand, his roaring voice already somewhat distorted.

His arms were stained with the blood of the people next to him, and his forehead was scratched by a bullet. He was just 1mm away from being shot in the head. The empty bullet casings clattered to the ground, but he didn't dare to stick out of the bunker again.

boom--

There was a muffled sound, and the special soldier squatting next to him suddenly raised his head and fell backward to the ground. Facing the power armor that crossed the defense line, he collapsed and dropped his pistol, squatted next to the police car with his head in his hands, and screamed in surprise.

"I surrender! I surrender! I..."

After a long moment, he tremblingly raised his head from under his arms.

His face turned the color of pig liver.

Perhaps it was because he had lost his weapon, or perhaps because he was considered not to be a threat at all. In short, the people from the Star Ring Trade ignored him at all. It was only then that he realized that those people had already gone away...

The police in Washington City have never seen such a battle.

Facing enemies falling from the sky, perhaps the police in Los Angeles and New York will be a little more experienced than them.

After all, someone else had at least rehearsed on the set...

These well-trained police and special police are more than enough to deal with ordinary gangsters or terrorists. However, what they are facing at this moment is not gangsters or terrorists, but a group of murderous people who have traveled across the ocean to come looking for them. They are the tiger and wolf masters who settle accounts...

On the other side, in the downtown area of ​​downtown Washington, dozens of helicopters were rapidly advancing from the sky. The shadows of several fighter jet formations passed over the city. The F-22s and F-35s coming from the military base in the next state collided with the Aurora-20 and Wings of Freedom flight formations.

As for why they came from the next state, it was naturally because the tungsten rod bomb earlier destroyed the legendary Andrews Air Force Base and the rapid reaction forces and aviation units stationed there into ruins.

But even if it suffered a heavy blow,

Even though everything happened too suddenly, the troops stationed near Washington responded as quickly as possible after the orbital strike came.

Two tank battalions of the 37th Armored Division rushed directly to the Pentagon, and all other combat units rushed to the White House. Unfortunately, however, the long lines of cars jammed on the highway formed a daunting barricade, causing most of these armored units to be blocked in the suburbs and unable to move.

Forty-two CH-53Ds roared toward the city center, transporting special forces for rapid deployment to hot spots. On the other side, fourteen CH-47 Chinook helicopters were dispatched urgently and airlifted an armored company to the Lincoln Memorial, blocking the advancement of the Star Circle Trade Power Armor towards the White House at all costs.

Lincoln Memorial.

This solemn memorial hall is not only a sacred place for the American people to commemorate the late President Lincoln, but also a gathering place for various political rallies. Not only have successive presidents delivered speeches here, but one day decades ago, Martin Luther King stood here and delivered his famous speech-"I Have a Dream."

However, at this moment, the billowing smoke and the pungent smell of gunpowder turned this place into a nightmare that everyone could not avoid.

There is an unfinished trench across the lawn outside the memorial hall. The District of Columbia National Guard and the 1st Battalion of the 11th Marine Brigade arrived by helicopter.

The advancement speed of the Orbital Airborne Brigade exceeded the expectations of the US military. The US soldiers stationed at the Memorial Hall were forced to rush to meet the enemy. On this unfinished temporary defense, they engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the Orbital Airborne Brigade.

The hail of bullets swept over the sandbags and trenches, leaving broken bullet marks on the marble walls of the memorial hall. The originally solemn holy place has turned into a bloody meat grinder, or to put it another way, it is not an exaggeration to call it a slaughterhouse...

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"You told me our trident did explode!"

"I swear our trident did explode..."

"Then tell me, what is going on with those people outside?!" His whole body was shaking with anger and fear. Mike Pence held the phone in his right hand and roared loudly at Secretary of Defense James Mattis, "Why do they appear in our capital!"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone.

James Mattis cannot answer this question.

No one can explain why this is, why all their twelve tridents hit the target, but Star Ring Trade did not surrender. Those are ninety-six nuclear warheads. There is no country or organization that can still be alive and kicking after being hit by ninety-six nuclear warheads...

Since the War of Independence, no country has been able to send its own troops to this continent. If there is, it may only appear in Hollywood blockbusters or some visual AAA game masterpieces. But now that all this has become a reality, Mattis is at a loss.

Taking a deep breath, Mattis suppressed the tremor in his voice and spoke slowly.

"Mr. President, the Star Ring trade is advancing towards the White House."

"I have sent a special forces team to your location. You need to move immediately."

"We'll meet up in Cheyenne Mountain..."

Just as he was making the call, an orbital airborne brigade from Starlink Trading had already crossed the Arlington Memorial Bridge and was only a fifteen-minute drive from the Pentagon. It’s not just the president who needs to be moved, he too…