MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World-Chapter 1471 Fall from the sky

Although there is a curfew on the streets of Coro, there is no curfew on the Internet. At the first moment of the nuclear explosion, even those who were not afraid of death put their mobile phones out of the window and broadcast live nuclear explosions against the sky.

"That is... nuclear explosion?"

"Exercise..."

"Fake fake, scattered."

"I think it might be a holographic projection? Isn't that the technology that future people's technology is best at is that stuff? Maybe they have already intercepted nuclear missiles on the high seas..."

"The brain of the holographic projection is awesome... The anchor can go to sleep."

Like other citizens of Koro City who have been robbed for the rest of their lives, the anchor who has pointed the phone at the sky has been stupid. I forgot the barrage and gifts of the screen, and I forgot what I was doing at the moment.

Until yesterday, he was still crying to death if he didn’t buy a ticket. He’s going to be a dead man this evening. It’s better to do the first person in the nuclear bomb to open the live broadcast software, but I didn’t expect it. He actually survived...

In any case, he was not able to make the first person to broadcast live under the nuclear explosion. At the time of the nuclear explosion, the mobile phone was aimed at the sky more than one person. The broadcaster on a certain oil and soil was also broadcast live on the nuclear explosion.

Various pictures and videos about the nuclear explosion that occurred in the city of Coro City spread rapidly on the Internet. People opened their minds with suspicion, and they were able to forward them with their own voices. But in any case, it is directed at the dazzling cg effect, most people choose to forward...

Ironically, in this short five minutes, the White House spokesperson who held the press conference and the media reporters who stood at the press conference were the last ones to know the news...

Even if they know, they will probably not believe it.

"Twelve tridents hit the target? Shet, it's too crazy..." Walking in the corridor of the White House, Mike Burns's shoulder shivered slightly because of tension. "It's crazy!"

There are two reasons for tension.

One is excited and the other is excited.

A Trident loaded eight 100,000-ton w-76 nuclear warheads (maximum 14). It was originally gratitude that in their plan, two or three nuclear warheads could successfully attack the new country. No one expected that the twelve tridents would hit the target. Ninety-six nuclear warheads were enough to blow up the industrial facilities of the Star Trade trade.

It is foreseeable that the land of the new country has become a human purgatory. Perhaps human rights organizations, environmental organizations, and other UN member states and even their allies will condemn him and find him in trouble. His future four-year term will be so bad that he will even face the impeachment of the left.

But he is not afraid!

As his military adviser said, absorbing the technology of the star trade, the United States will become the most powerful country in the world, and as the gambler who won the war in the United States, he is the greatest of the century. president. Pressing the nuclear button and tearing up the paper tiger of the Star Ring Trade...

He trotting behind Mike Burns and reporting from the assistants who came up from behind.

"Mr. President, John Kaining is looking for you, he is in your office now."

"Let him wait for me there, I need to go to the Congress to resolve the issue of refugee resettlement in the New China War." Mike Burns said, "Nothing is more important than this. We must let those who are ready to move." keep cool."

"But he seems to be in a hurry..." the assistant hesitated.

Mike Burns stopped and stared at his assistant, not saying anything.

"I said, let him wait."

Looking at the president slyly, the assistant nodded for a while.

"Good, good..."

"Then go."

After playing the White House assistant, Burns sorted out his collar and continued to walk in the direction of the outside.

Ok, he admits that he is a little inflated.

But he thinks this is necessary.

As the leader who led the country to re-stand at the peak of hegemony, it is necessary for the former president to promote the fbi director and those Wall Street capitalists to figure out who is the master here.

This is a necessary demonstration of the Wall Street forces.

Otherwise, let them dictate their own heads, and the future work of this president may be difficult to carry out.

Mike Burns continued to move forward, thinking about it while walking, or looking for a chance to replace John Colin from the position of Director Fbi. Letting such an uncontrolled piece stand in such an important position, he can't sleep well when he sleeps. The cia should be able to win over, and the deputy director of fbi...

At this moment, the entire White House swayed violently, and the chandelier of the dome swayed from side to side.

One did not stand still. If the female interns who were not in the mail processing department rushed forward to help him, he almost fell.

"Thank you... Damn, is it an earthquake?" Mike Burns stood up in dismay and glanced out the window angrily.

However, this does not matter, and soon his line of sight was firmly glued to the window, and the whole person stayed there.

"what is that?"

......

drop!

The road was blocked into long dragons, and the whistle sounded one after another.

People who thought that the earthquake occurred, fleeing from the building to the street, seriously blocked the traffic in Washington.

Pushing the door open, going down from the car, standing on the blocked road, wearing a suit and a man with a tie, holding the door with his right hand, frowning at the sky.

"what is that……"

Not far away, the clouds were broken through a big hole.

It's like being broken down by what!

In the vagueness, he recalled that at the moment of the earthquake, he seemed to see a flash of light.

At this time, a gust of wind blew through the dust of the sky, sweeping from the street opposite him.

Like the rest of the street, the man raised his arms subconsciously, protecting his eyes and nose and mouth, hiding behind the door.

When he slammed his raised arm down and looked at the sky again, he seemed to be in the middle of petrification.

The trembling lips shook a word.

"Shet..."

call!

Along with the roar of the sound, the rows of burning fire dragons seemed to burn and tear the entire sky. Looking far away, the lava falling from the sky, like the same painting that was fixed in the frame, is like the end of the picture depicted in the book of Revelation. "The horseshoe trample of the four apocalypse, the earthquake, the disaster and the plague came to the world. The angel blows the horn and lowers the blood and the lotus..."

Finally someone couldn't help but screamed.

"Quick stop!"

It is impossible to stop before everything is over.

A road that smashed the sky and fell into the earth, followed by a loud noise. The hit building collapsed cement and steel bars, the car that was stepped into the scrapped copper, the street lamp was broken and fell to one side, and the flat road was trampled out of the spider web.

The vehicle was overturned, and in the dust, the power armor with a blue arc behind it stood up. The thick steel arm and the black hole of the muzzle exude a chill. Behind them is a seated airship that is staggered.

The hatch of the airdrop module was opened, and a warrior with an exoskeleton was running out of the rifle and lining up. Next to them, a frame swarmed out of the drone hive and gathered in the air into a dense attack formation.

Preparation for the war is in place.

Just wait for one command.

The power armor headed up and fired at the sky.

Looking at the crowd screaming and fleeing, he raised his arm and fired a signal flare at the sky.

"Here is the Beast-1, the coordinates of the south shore of the Arlington Memorial Bridge, landing successfully..."