"It was reported that the radar had shown that a flying formation was flying towards Fort Wicken, fifty kilometers to the northeast. Judging from the area of the RCS, it should be the F22 with the first and four escorts. It is expected to arrive in another eight minutes. ”

From the front cockpit came the sound of the pilot's report.

In the face of the radar of the tide fighter far beyond the current level of science and technology, even a stealth fighter like the F22 has nothing to hide.

"Rest assured. With the current American technology, it is impossible to find tidal fighters. Zombie Dragon nodded: "Confirm the status of optical invisibility, infrared invisibility, and radar invisibility again." ”

"Confirmed. The driver immediately reported.

"Okay, immediately turn the course in the direction of the Land One, and-" The Zombie Dragon nodded in satisfaction, "Stick close to the Landing One, keep flying in the same direction and speed on its side, and give Tongyu five minutes." ”

"What?" Tong You was suddenly shocked: "Deacon, aren't you...... Just kidding! No matter how strong the stealth effect of the Tidal Fighter is, it is impossible for it to go undetected in such a short distance! And it will remain for five minutes!"

"Are you scared?" the zombie dragon glanced at Tong You.

"Then how could it be!" Tong You hurriedly shook his head: "With the protection of the tidal fighter, it is impossible to be shot down by the US military so easily, but I am just afraid...... It will affect your plans as a deacon. ”

Tongyou is also not an awakened person with strong combat ability. When he was in the Thorn Flower Cluster before, he was just a most inconspicuous small role.

And the reason why he was recruited by Tatsu to join the Thorn Flower Cluster is the same as Nightmare - a funny mascot.

His skill soul possession allows him to temporarily abandon his body and enter the body of any NPC in the dungeon, and at the same time possess all the memories of the other party.

It's just that the flaws of this skill are just as obvious.

First of all, his abilities need to be activated and require a five-minute static period without any interruptions.

Secondly, the ability to launch, itself must be within fifty meters of the target person in a straight line.

Thirdly, this ability cannot be applied to any player or Awakened, and the target can only be pure NPCs.

In the end, once the occupation is successful, whether the other party is an ordinary person or a monster in the dungeon, no matter how strong it is, all the original abilities will be emptied. And once you enter the state of occupation, your original body will enter a state of suspended animation. Whether the new body is killed, or the original body is killed, it means the death of Tongyu.

In other words, the skills of the Hidden Soul are not much different from waste.

If you encounter a powerful boss and you are alone, let alone five minutes, you are afraid that you will not be able to survive even ten seconds in front of you, and you will already be killed.

Even if he had a bunch of powerful teammates who could keep him within fifty meters of the target boss for five minutes without receiving any attacks under heavy guards, after he occupied the boss's body? The original power of the boss has also been lost.

And if your teammates want to take advantage of this opportunity to kill the boss? This also means that you will be dead!

So like Nightmare, although a skill like Tongyu is interesting? But it can only be made like a vase.

So far, the only time he's used it? Or the last time I was in the Changbanpo dungeon, I met Cao Cao who was naturally on the same side as himself? At the same time, there are also a large number of NPCs with powerful subordinates.

It wasn't until that time that Tongyou really realized it? Your own scum-like skills? It turns out that there are times when it can come in handy. It was also after that time that Tong You was completely convinced by the leadership and strategy of the deacon.

And this time, the situation is similar to the previous one. Is it clear that the purpose of the Zombie Dragon Deacon? It is to draw on the military power of the United States as a whole.

But the premise of doing so? It must be that no one around the target person will find the flaws.

Now that there is such a big turmoil in this copy, it is obvious that the whole country of the United States has already tightened the strings. As long as there is the slightest mistake in the process of occupying the target's body, it will definitely arouse 100% vigilance.

"Don't worry, right? I did as I was told. Seeing the worry on Tong You's face, Zombie Dragon waved his hand confidently: "It's going to be fine." ”

Finished? He rose from his seat and stretched out his hand to the void.

A door appeared out of thin air in front of the Zombie Dragon.

Zombie holding the doorknob? I opened the door and walked inside.

When the door closes? The entire door disappeared into thin air without leaving a trace.

The members of the Starfall team around them didn't show the slightest look of surprise? What about the actions of your own deacon? It seems to have long been no wonderful.

After only a few seconds, the zombie dragon reopened the door and walked out, with a triumphant smile on his face: "Alright, let's get started." ”

......

"Report to Mr. President, we are about to arrive at the Fort Wicken military base. ”

A middle-aged officer with the rank of colonel put his head in the president's ear and roared loudly.

It's not that he's deliberately disrespectful to his president. Although this fat old man with messy blond hair and was originally a vulgar businessman with a mouth full of trains, he never received his respect—or votes—but at least as a member of the United States Marine Corps, he had to retain the respect he deserved for his immediate superior.

It's just that the propellers in the helicopter are too noisy [ ], and the president refuses to put on headphones.

"Got it!" the president yelled at the top of his voice, his face shaking as the helicopter jolted.

The helicopter slowly landed on an tarmac.

Fort Wicken, a small town northwest of Phoenix, the state capital of Arizona.

The people around Wickenburg know that there is a small road in the north of the town, unsignposted, leading to a small military base guarded by heavily armed soldiers day and night.

This is not bizarre. As the world's only remaining superpower, whether on its own soil or overseas, there are only thousands of such military bases.

But what no one knows is that the underground space buried deep beneath this military base is a hundred times larger than the buildings above it.

Almost every American has heard another name for this place, although not all of them really believe in its existence.

But it really exists.

- Area 51.

"Mr. President, here. ”

As soon as the helicopter stopped, the Marine Corps colonel jumped down and went around to the opposite side of the helicopter to open the hatch for the president: "The Secretary of Homeland Security and the Director of the CIA are already waiting here." Uh, yes, and Mr. Secretary of Defense. ”

In front of the tarmac, four senior Army officers stood, surrounded by more soldiers.

"What about the FBI?" the president looked up at him, his brow furrowed.

"Uh...... In principle, the FBI does not work for the outside world......" The colonel was stunned for a moment: "This incident is an alien meteorite ......"

"It's fucking America! That damn meteorite is on great American soil! Those civilians and soldiers who died are fucking American citizens!" the president roared loudly, his voice even overpowering the wings of the helicopter that had not completely stopped: "Now, you tell me that this is a foreign incident, and the FBI can take a holiday for the whole body!?"

"I ...... Of course I didn't mean that!" The colonel hurriedly shook his head: "I'll contact me now and ask the director of the FBI to come to Wickenburg......"

"He's not going to use it!" the president sputtered, and even several drops were sprayed in the colonel's face: "Tell him that he was dismissed! The official documents will be sent to his desk after this incident has been processed—no, from now on, it will not be his office anymore!

"Yes, Mr. President!" the colonel immediately wiped his sweat.

His own president did ...... Still as irritable and ...... as the last time I saw him. Stupidity.

I hope that under his so-called leadership, my country will not fall, if not regain its greatness.

"By the way—" The president was striding towards the building in front of him, as if remembering something, when he suddenly turned around and looked at the colonel: "You stay here and wait, the White House special intelligence personnel will arrive shortly." It was an urgent matter, they did not carry papers, and when they arrived, I brought them to me. ”

"White House...... Special Intelligence Force?" The colonel looked at the president in confusion: "Mr. President, I have not heard the name of this unit......"

"Shouldn't every department in the United States of America be reported to you?, my Colonel?" the president strode back, stood in front of the colonel, stretched out his hand and pinched his epaulettes, "Did I almost forget that the colonel is the supreme leader of the country, not the president?"

"No...... No, I see, Mr. President!" The colonel hurriedly lowered his head: "I will...... Waiting here! Yes...... White House Special Intelligence Units, right?"

"At least you're not stupid enough to misremember names. The president turned around with a blank face and strode back to the door of the building.

Watching him leave, the colonel carefully wiped the cold sweat oozing from the corners of his forehead.

Just kidding! The director of the FBI was fired because of a word from the president. He didn't want to end up in the same situation.

After all, the army's pension is very generous.

Shortly after the president walked through the gate, the sound of a jet engine suddenly sounded in the sky, but there was not the slightest flying object.

The colonel frowned, and was in amazement, when he saw the light in the sky above his head suddenly distorted, and a fighter plane almost the size of a medium-sized passenger plane, with an incomparable sci-fi shape, took off its optical camouflage, appeared in front of him, and slowly landed.

Optical camouflage?!

Jet vertical take-off and landing technology applied to large aircraft?!

And this styling ......

Whether it is Area 51 or the Air Force, the colonel is not completely devoid of any contact. But he had never heard that his country was equipped with such a powerful aerial vehicle!

No, not to mention equipment, even R&D...... It stands to reason that it should just stay on the drawings!

The colonel, who was still in shock, did not come back to his senses, only to see the door of the fighter plane open, and a row of strangely dressed "soldiers" who did not wear any military rank jumped down.

But the most strange thing for the colonel was that all these people from the White House special intelligence unit turned out to be black hair.

A ...... All of them are Asian, and I haven't even heard my name before, the top secret army of the state?!

That's ridiculous, isn't it?

But — since it's Mr. President...... Maybe it's not impossible.

The man in front wore sunglasses and strode up to the colonel, without any expression on his face, and his voice was low and cold: "We are the White House Special Intelligence Force, where is Mr. President?"

"In ...... Please follow me. ”

The colonel immediately sobered up from his shock and gave a military salute to the other side.

Although there are no ranks in sight, ...... There's nothing wrong with saluting first.

The man in sunglasses returned the salute and followed the colonel into the building.

After passing through three heavily secured gates, a huge lift large enough to accommodate two Abrams main battle tanks at the same time appeared.

Everyone got on the elevator and began to move deep underground, and after a full two minutes of muffled roar of machinery, a huge plaza lit up ahead.

Even on the ground, such a large area of the square is enough to be called magnificent. Underground, it's almost a miracle.

In the center of the square, there was the wreckage of a half-destroyed spaceship, with dozens of wires dragging on it, towing in all directions, and at the end of each wire, an instrument of different sizes was attached.

Around the square, there are rooms with no markings on them, except for the numerical number.

"Mr. President should be in ...... right now Central Boardroom, No. 101. This side please. As soon as the elevator stopped, the colonel immediately led the group of White House Special Intelligence personnel to the left side of the square.

There was a light knock on the door of the room twice, and the colonel heard the president's voice coming from inside.

"Come in! Damn, why are you so slow!"