Chapter 15 You Have a Plan, I Have a Preparation
The loud roar of the engine makes people drowsy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info this huge bomber, whistling over the Pacific Ocean. Two fighter jets were flying around, and the officers in the cabin were surprised by this.
Communications officers looked at newspapers, and radio channels were locked on civilian frequencies abroad.
"The G-8 summit was held today in Kaya, Kagoshima Prefecture, Japan. The meeting mainly discussed the problems faced by the international community, such as the imbalance in the development of the global information industry, the debt relief and relief of poor countries, the prevention of regional conflicts, and the prevention and treatment of infectious diseases. "The Russian president will attend the meeting for the first time, after the United States and Russia said they would use the international conference to hold preliminary discussions on issues related to nuclear disarmament." China-"
"The meeting place seems to be right below us?" said the navigator next to him, taking off his headphones.
"yes, do you want to jump down and say hello to the president. The communications officer flipped through a page of the newspaper and said, "Tell him, 'You can't agree to disarmament, I like this planeβ'"
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
"Alright, you two living treasures. The co-pilot got out of his seat, "I'll go to the bathroom, and then we'll do a drill." β
"Okay, Peter. β
As soon as the co-pilot left the cockpit, the navigator asked.
"This is my first time participating in a launch exercise, what should I pay attention to?"
"Ass sit in the chair and keep your mouth shut. The communications officer closed the newspaper and said with a smile.
The co-pilot who called Peter entered the bathroom, glanced at his watch, and frowned.
"Damn the Air Self-Defense Forces. β
After cursing in a low voice, he pulled out a cloth bag from his pocket, with a post-it note on it that read: "Backup plan, action bag!". A severed hand was taken out of it, and it was purple and black in appearance and had a strange cortex. Then he put a candle on it, poked the wick with his finger, and the light of the candle illuminated the bathroom.
The last two items are a Peruvian stealth smoke bomb and a piece of parchment with strange words written on it.
He looked in the mirror and combed his hair a few times with his wand in his other hand. Back in the cockpit, no one felt anything unusual, and everyone was engrossed in staring at the instrument they were responsible for.
"Start the exercise. The captain said.
"Okay. The communications officer said in a relaxed tone, "The command of the Strategic Rocket Forces ordered the first level of combat readiness. β
As soon as the voice ended, a command the size of an A4 paper was printed.
Peter had somehow stood behind the communications officer, raised his wand, and flashed red. Everyone in the cockpit had fallen asleep silently except him.
After leaving the cockpit, he pointed his wand at himself and whispered. Walking to the cabin at the back, he got stuck in the aisle, and although there was still a distance from the bulkhead next to his shoulder, he just couldn't get through.
He cursed silently, and could only lift the armor spell on his body.
The three officers who came to the engine room with the order, with self-defense pistols pinned to their waists, all three of them showed surprised eyes.
Behind them, a number of tactical cruise missiles were placed.
"Why are you here?" said one of them, "it shouldn't be youβ"
"It doesn't matter. Peter smiled, and two black balls landed on the floor.
There was no sound, no flash, just the three of them immediately fell into darkness.
"What are you doing!"
"Locked-" One of them was knocked unconscious before he could finish speaking.
After only a few seconds, the three of them were lying on the ground together.
"Okay," he said, taking a deep breath and pointing his wand at the launch system device that holds the missile in place, "Alajo Cave Open!"
In an instant, the device burst into fierce sparks and arcs, and several missiles immediately fell to the floor with a heavy thud that stunned Peter.
"Oh my God!" he knew, of course, what was in the missiles, and this sudden occurrence was completely unexpected, and he stood for a full minute before he came to his senses.
With trembling hands slightly, he put the small cloth bag in front of him and covered the missiles, and slowly loaded the missiles into them one by one. Then he put it in his pocket, checked the status of several people to make sure they were still sleeping soundly, and then returned to the cockpit and lowered the altitude to 8,000 meters on autopilot.
He looked at the captain who had passed out in a coma.
"I'm sorry, Victor. β
After saying that, he left the cockpit without looking back, came to the cabin again, and casually pasted the parchment paper on a person's chest. Directly phantasmaged and left.
The plane descended slowly under the control of the autopilot, and suddenly began to disintegrate without warning, turning into debris and scattering into the Pacific Ocean.
A few minutes ago, when the plane flew over the city of Kaya, this strange thing happened at the international summit below.
This international conference received wide international attention, the collapse of the Soviet Union, and the end of the Cold War. The nuclear cloud that has hung over the world for half a century has finally receded. The meeting, which was attended by the Supreme Leader, was immediately followed by a closed-door meeting.
This has not attracted much attention from other countries, who see nuclear disarmament as easy as it is to do. The most important countries are not there, and the topics they have to discuss will naturally have to be postponed.
But they didn't know that there were only five leaders in the closed-door meeting, and other than that, the meeting room was empty. Fortunately, it is possible for everyone to communicate in English, otherwise it would be a real problem, because what they are discussing must not be known to outsiders, at least not to non-state leaders.
"Guys, let's just get straight to the point. The new British Prime Minister was the first to speak, "The content of this meeting is to discuss how to effectively deal with and manage wizards. β
"Let's be straight, we need to have the means to deal with wizards. If the situation so requires, we can eliminate the Nazis as we did them. "The President of the United States directly revealed the true intentions of the Prime Minister, but who among those present could not understand the inner meaning of the Prime Minister.
The president continued, looking unhappy: "They're definitely a threat, and if they're just to get us in trouble, then forget it β you know what I mean." But judging from the situation in the UK, it is really intolerable. β
"yes, by the way. My Minister of Defense was taken away by them, because he was brained by some kind of magic. The Russian president smiled wryly and said, "The bombing of Chita is because the minister said that some wizarding mob used magic illegally - something like a zombie, I'm not sure." Anyway, they didn't want the wizard to suffer casualties and asked me to find a way to eliminate them. He sighed, "Anyway, I heard that they fled to Heilongjiang." β
He looked at the Chinese leader.
"Even if it's good news, it's bad news. He said depressedly, "I hope it won't be so serious that I need to be informed." Every piece of news they announced was terrible. β
"Let's get down to business," said the French president, "what the hell is going on?"
"Everybody knows what happened in the UK last year and for a long time before that. The Prime Minister spoke again, "I don't know how much they have informed you, but one thing is certain. Those wizards were so lawless that they killed the former prime minister, as well as countless civilians, and we couldn't agree and sat idly by. Gentlemen, we must do something. β
"I agree. "I have to say that from what the minister told me, there are quite a few wizarding supremacists, as well as more radical and extreme groups, who don't care about our lives or deaths. If those groups were in power, we would undoubtedly be at war. You need to be on guard, you need to be prepared. β
"The question is, if they can hide in the modern world, how can we tell who is a wizard and who is a normal person?" The French president threw out a serious question, "If we can't tell, how can our government and the military act? And how to explain this to the military and other government leaders, if it's not good, we will be sent to the hospital as mentally ill." β