MTL - I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World-Chapter 1476 Flapping wings

The alloy giant door, which is two meters thick and weighs 25 tons, slowly opens, and the incandescent lamp behind it lights up, welcoming a group of unusual visitors.

The soldiers stationed at the gate performed a military ceremony and let the road open.

A pedestrian passes through the doorway and the engine connecting the gate starts again.

As the repressed steel friction sounded, Mike Burns’s mood also returned to calm with the slamming gate.

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

For the starship flying over his head, Mike Burns is not as worried as he used to be. Even if it is a space-based weapon that is comparable to a nuclear explosion, it is impossible to hurt it. After all, its imaginary enemy is "Great Ivan". The shock wave of the legendary explosion can circle the earth three times...

On the upper wall of the command center, the logos of the four headquarters are hung. The walls, floors, ceilings, corridors and stairs in the building are all welded by steel plates. Although the facility looks old, it is home to the most advanced military command system in the United States and even the world.

"How is the situation in Washington?" When he walked into the command room, Mike Burns didn't dare to rest for a moment. He immediately asked the Minister of Defense, James Matisse, who had been waiting here, "I just gotten from On the plane, I need the first-hand information on the front line."

Silence for a moment, James Matisse slowly began.

"About twelve hours ago, the White House... has fallen."

Mike Burns was not surprised by the results. When he evacuated from Washington through a special passage, the Lincoln Memorial was already captured by the Orbital Airborne Brigade. From there, there are only two streets in the White House Presidential Park, and it is impossible for the resident of the District of Columbia National Guard to stop those people.

To defeat the Star Wars trade on the frontal battlefield, you must rely on America's powerful war mobilization capabilities and industrial heritage. There are two things he is going to do right now. One thing is to face the mobilization of the people in the United States, and the other is to mobilize the National Guards of the states to fight the aggression of the Star Trade.

At least until he mobilized two hundred divisions...

"Our carrier battle group?" Digested the news of the fall of the White House in about two seconds, Mike Burns continued. "Their local defense forces are bound to be empty..."

James Matisse's face gradually became ugly, and several senior officers of the Ministry of Defense were also face-to-face, and their faces were not very good-looking.

From the expressions on the faces of several people, Mike Burns has already noticed something. However, just as he frowned slightly and was about to ask questions, his defense minister took a deep breath, as if he finally made up his mind and slowly began to open his mouth.

"Our aircraft carrier battle group..."

"The route to the Mariana Islands has suffered a fifteenth typhoon..."

He swallowed his mouth and Peng Si's face began to pale, and the voice trembled.

"then?"

Leaning his head, Matisse was sad.

"Unfortunately...sink!"

......

The war that took place in Washington and downtown New York City is over.

Neither the District of Columbia nor the National Guard of New York State is clearly an opponent of the Star Ring trade. On the other side of Washington, after the orbital airborne brigade occupied the city center, it immediately announced the city's martial law, demanding that the unrelated people stay at home within twenty-four hours, and at the same time launch a clean-up of the remaining resistance forces on the street.

On the other hand, New York City, the first mechanized infantry division occupying Manhattan Island, inserted the flag of the new country on the roof of the New York Stock Exchange and the Empire State Building.

The New York Federal Reserve Bank treasury, a few steps away from Wall Street, is naturally under the control of the Star Ring trade. The Fed guards, who claim to be able to defend a small and medium-sized city, simply surrendered with a symbolic resistance.

Obviously, they are not as brave as the rumors.

After all, what they are facing is not a rabble, but a well-trained soldier.

The gate of the vault opened, and the piece of orange-yellow gold was piled up neatly like bricks. The entire wall is made of gold, like the legendary gold kingdom of Inca, the glittering golden light can shake the eyes.

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

Of course, the occupation of the Fed's vault is only a small episode, leaving a company to stay in the area, Luo Zheng immediately took people to the other side of New Jersey. On the other hand, the second mechanized division responsible for attacking JFK Airport also successfully broke through the defense line of the US Army's jockey, forming a close-up with the amphibious assault troops landing on the beach, and the main force of the New York State National Guard and a jockey. Packed dumplings.

Completed the reloaded expedition, and continued to launch five tungsten rods on the east coast of North America, mainly targeting large military facilities that were detected by Aurora-20 and a newly constructed artillery position.

At this moment, the US military once again realized the fear of being riding on the head of a space-based weapon...

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

A beautiful cruise ship is sailing on the calm Atlantic Ocean at this moment.

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 seems to be still alive.

Of course, all this is just "disguise."

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

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

After the merger of the Jewish consortium in the Fed, he really deserves this title. Although these wealth belong to the entire Morgan family, as the current owner of the Morgan consortium, it is no different from the family and his own.

Sitting in the cabin at the top of the tanker, Morgan stared at the camera at sea level.

The red wine resting on the table on his right hand side has been put on for a long time, but no matter whether it is the red wine or the blond woman outside the window, he is not in the mood to appreciate it. Just a few minutes ago, he heard the news of the fall of New York from his men.

The Star Ring trade not only occupied his company, but also used his building as a temporary headquarters...

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

Looking at the assistant coming in, Morgan asked slowly.

"What about Rockefeller?"

"I can't contact you for the time being, but it should be escaped."

At this moment, the ship that had sailed smoothly had suddenly shook violently.

Grab the arm of the chair and sit firmly, and Morgan frowned slightly.

"The people who are sailing are doing something..."

Halfway through, the expression on his face froze.

I saw it in front of the yacht. The waves of white flowers hit the deck directly. The men and women who were playing by the pool exclaimed two steps back and looked at the submarine rising from below sea level.

In order to avoid hitting the submarine, the captain responsible for the ship was forced to stop the ship and went to the deck to try to negotiate with the person who had drilled from the submarine.

With both hands clutching the armrests of the chair, Morgan's pupils contracted into a point.

Suddenly, the taut face, laughed out.

Leaning on the chair, Morgan's hand finally reached the glass of red wine, watching the star-studded Marines who started landing on the deck, and the men and women who were still unclear on the deck, toasting, drinking, and then drinking. Self-deprecating smile.

"For a bad old man, I dispatched a nuclear submarine."

"It’s my pleasure to be able to see me like this."