Chapter 1,476 It’s Impossible to Escape with Wings

The two-meter-thick, twenty-five-ton alloy door slowly opened, and the incandescent lights behind it lit up one after another, welcoming a group of unusual visitors.

The soldiers stationed at the door gave a military salute and moved out of the way.

A group of people passed through the door, and the engine connected to the door started again.

As the muffled sound of steel friction sounded, Mike Pence's mood also returned from restlessness to calmness as the giant door gradually closed.

After the gate is closed, the entire base will be completely isolated from the outside world and can only be opened from the inside.

Mike Pence is no longer as worried about the starship flying overhead. Even space-based weapons comparable to nuclear explosions cannot harm this place at all. After all, its imaginary enemy is "Big Ivan". According to legend, the shock wave from the explosion of that thing can circle the earth three times...

Hanging on the high wall facing the command center are the logos of the four major commands. The walls, floors, ceilings, corridors and stairs in the building are all made of welded steel plates. Although the facilities look old, they contain the most advanced military command system in the United States and even the world.

"How is the situation in Washington?" Entering the command room, Mike Pence did not dare to rest for a moment, and immediately asked Secretary of Defense James Mattis, who had been waiting here for a long time, "I just returned from Get off the plane, I need first-hand intelligence from the front line now."

After a moment of silence, James Mattis slowly spoke.

"About twelve hours ago, the White House... fell."

Mike Pence was not surprised by the result. When he evacuated from Washington through a special passage, the Lincoln Memorial had already been captured by the orbital airborne brigade of the Star Circle Trade. It was only two streets from there to the Presidential Park of the White House, and it was impossible for the District of Columbia National Guard stationed there to stop those people.

If you want to defeat the Star Ring Trade on the frontal battlefield, you must rely on the United States' strong war mobilization capabilities and industrial foundation. There are two things he has to do immediately. One is to deliver a war mobilization speech to the people of the United States, and the other is to mobilize the National Guard in each state to fight against the invasion of the Star Ring Trade.

At least until he mobilizes two hundred divisions...

"Where is our aircraft carrier battle group?" After digesting the news of the fall of the White House in about two seconds, Mike Pence continued, "Their current home defense force must be empty..."

James Mattis' face gradually became ugly, and several senior officers of the Department of Defense next to him also looked at each other with unsightly expressions.

From the expressions on several people's faces, Mike Pence had already noticed something. However, just when he frowned slightly and was about to ask further questions, his Minister of Defense took a deep breath, seemed to finally make up his mind, and spoke slowly.

"Our aircraft carrier battle group..."

"Passing through the Mariana Islands, encountered a strong typhoon of magnitude 15..."

After swallowing, Pence began to turn pale and asked in a trembling voice.

"Then?"

Lowering his head, Matisse said sadly.

"Unfortunately...sinked!"

…

The war between Washington and downtown New York City is over.

Neither the District of Columbia nor the National Guard of New York State are obviously opponents of the Star Ring trade. Over in Washington, after the Orbital Airborne Brigade occupied the city center, they immediately declared martial law throughout the city, requiring irrelevant people to stay at home within 24 hours, and at the same time launched a campaign to clear out the remaining resistance on the streets.

On the other side, in New York City, the First Mechanized Infantry Division, which occupied Manhattan Island, planted the flag of the new country on the roofs of the New York Stock Exchange and the Empire State Building.

The vault of the Federal Reserve Bank of New York, a few steps away from Wall Street, is naturally also under the control of Starlink Trading. The Federal Reserve guards, who claimed to be capable of defending a small and medium-sized city, only made symbolic resistance before surrendering.

Obviously, they are not as brave as the rumors say.

After all, they were not facing a mob, but well-trained soldiers.

The treasury door opens,

The pieces of orange-yellow gold were stacked neatly like bricks. The entire wall is made of gold, just like the El Dorado in the Inca legend. The flashing golden light can blind people's eyes.

The gold stock here accounts for about a quarter of the global gold stock!

Of course, occupying the Federal Reserve's treasury was just an interlude. After leaving a company of troops stationed here, Luo Zheng immediately led his men to kill on the other side of New Jersey. On the other side, the Second Mechanized Division responsible for attacking JFK Airport also successfully broke through the defense line of the US First Cavalry Division and formed an encirclement with the amphibious assault force that landed on the beach. The main force of the New York State National Guard and the First Cavalry Division were captured. Made dumplings.

After completing the reloading, the Expedition continued to fire five tungsten rod bombs towards the east coast of North America. The main targets were the large military facilities detected by the Aurora-20 and a newly completed artillery position.

At this moment, the US military once again experienced the fear of being ridden by space-based weapons...

It is approximately 350 nautical miles from the east coast of North America.

A beautiful cruise ship is currently sailing on the calm Atlantic Ocean.

Freshwater swimming pools, red wine, bikinis, and blond Persian cats... Although the east coast hundreds of kilometers away has been riddled with holes, the upper class in North America still seems to be living in a state of intoxication.

Of course this is all just "disguise".

As early as three days ago, the cruise ship set off from Manhattan Island.

The cruise ship's owner, nominally a British real estate developer, was hosting a party to celebrate the opening of a European subway. However, in fact, the owner behind this cruise ship is probably the richest person in the world...

After annexing the Jewish syndicate's seat at the Federal Reserve, he certainly deserves this title. Although these wealth belong to the entire Morgan family, as the current head of the Morgan consortium, what belongs to the family is actually no different from what belongs to him.

Sitting in the cabin on top of the tanker, Morgan squinted at the camera on the horizon.

The red wine that had been placed on the table to his right had been there for a long time. However, neither the red wine nor the blond beauty outside the window, he was in no mood to appreciate at the moment. Just minutes before, he had heard from his men about the fall of New York.

Starring Trading not only occupied his company, but also used his building as a temporary headquarters...

This is simply a humiliation to him and the Morgan family!

Looking at the assistant walking in, Morgan asked slowly.

"Where's Rockefeller?"

"We can't contact him yet, but he must have escaped."

At this moment, the cruise ship, which was sailing smoothly, suddenly shook violently.

Morgan frowned slightly as he grabbed the armrests of the chair and sat firmly.

"What are the sailors doing..."

Halfway through his words, the expression on his face froze.

In front of the yacht, white waves hit the deck directly. The men and women playing in the pool exclaimed and took two steps back, looking at the submarine rising from the sea level.

In order to avoid hitting the submarine, the captain in charge of driving the ship was forced to stop the ship and went to the deck to try to negotiate with the people who emerged from the submarine.

Holding the armrests of the chair with both hands, Morgan's pupils shrank to a point.

Suddenly, that tense face burst into laughter.

Leaning on the chair, Morgan finally reached for the glass of red wine. He looked at the Halo Marines who were starting to land on the deck, as well as the men and women on the deck who were looking at each other and still confused about the situation. He raised the glass from a distance, drank it down, and then He smiled to himself.

"A nuclear submarine was dispatched for a bad old man."

"It's really an honor for me to think so highly of me."

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