"Get it done as soon as possible, and go back to my thirty-year-old bottle of whiskey and you'll be yours." "After getting along for a long time, the undead know very well how to motivate their subordinates, so that these good-tempered old men can play the greatest role.

"Hehehe, just for that bottle of malt whisky, I'm going to break it in 10 minutes. With that, the blaster began to use an electric drill to drill holes in the high-grade cement that sealed the door frames under the command of a civil engineer to prepare for the implementation of directional blasting.

The undead with a satisfied expression, he just took two steps back, and was about to go to the side of the network to check the progress, when suddenly an old man with his hands full of blood suddenly came up, looked at the sweat on his face, but he didn't even have time to wipe it, and whispered directly in the ear of the undead: "I'm afraid the squad leader will not work!"

"What's going on?" the undead asked sternly, frowning sharply.

"In the firefight just now, the squad leader was wounded in the neck, the bullet grazed the vein, and I couldn't stop the bleeding. "This guilty old man is actually a medical soldier, but in the face of such a serious injury, unless surgery is performed immediately in a well-equipped hospital, the young man may be able to hold out for half an hour, but it is a miracle that the old man in his 60s can last for five minutes.

"......" was silent for a while, and the undead finally said to the medics: "Then give him a few anesthetics and let him go calmly!"

"But ......"

"But what? don't babble. ”

"But just now during the firefight, a piece of the ceiling smashed into my backpack, and I have already checked it, and most of the anesthetic I was carrying was shattered, and only the last one remained. Speaking of this, the medic's face was even more ugly, but he couldn't be blamed for this, you must know that anything strange can happen on the battlefield.

But the problem now is that without the extra anesthetic, the undead's order will definitely not be carried out, so the undead with a straight face, quickly followed the medic back to the place where everyone slid down, and came to the old man nicknamed the squad leader.

At this time, the squad leader was already dying, and the skin of his neck was grazed by a bullet with a wound about 7-8 centimeters long, and the blood flowing out of the wound had already stained the nearby ground red, and the scissors and hemostats that the medical soldiers had just used were still inserted into the wound on his neck, but they did not play a big role.

"Squad leader?" Seeing this, he squatted down directly, first put the AR15 in his hand to the side, and then shook one hand on the squad leader's chest, but the other hand quietly picked up a scalpel that the medical soldier had dropped on the ground.

"Heh......" After hearing the call of the undead, the squad leader struggled to open his eyes wide, and subconsciously issued a syllable in his mouth, which can be regarded as a response to the undead.

"Do you remember the day we first met? It was in June of '72, in a military camp in Hanoi......" At this moment, the face of the deceased was full of nostalgia, and he actually told the past between the two.

So under the intentional guidance of the undead, the squad leader was also immersed in the memories of the long past, but at this time, the undead's hand stabbed suddenly, and the small scalpel, along the gap between the ribs, accurately pierced the squad leader's heart, so that his brain had no time to feel pain at all, and he was immersed in the memories of the year and swallowed his breath!

After he pulled his hand back and returned the blood-soaked scalpel to the medics, he returned to the corridor, and when he passed by the small room where the American prisoners were held, he pulled out a black Colt python in the holster of his thigh, and shot both captives in the head with two "bumper touches......

About 10 minutes later, with a series of fine explosions, the sealed door blocking the way of the undead team was completely removed from the wall, and then before the smoke and dust of the explosion dissipated, the two American soldiers guarding the elevator shaft immediately began to shoot wildly, and the grandfather soldiers on the side of the undead team also immediately launched a counterattack.

However, the difference between the two is very obvious in the back-and-forth shooting, the American soldiers retreat to the next floor while fighting, while the undead squad strides forward, and soon approaches the spiral staircase leading to the lower level.

According to the undead team's prior plan, while launching a frontal assault, the team led by Mu Shant to follow the vertical missile silo and detour back to the bottom of Base 1024, so as to cut off the retreat of the base personnel and assist in the attack from the other direction.

About 40 minutes passed quickly, and two sealed doors broke through along the way, and the five of them finally arrived at the middle level of the 1024 base, and in the process, the undead killed three more American soldiers, and the price they paid was that one of them was shot in the leg, and they could only follow behind everyone slowly.

It's getting worse!

In the face of the approaching attackers, Captain Frank seemed to be anxious, he could only sit in the combat center, helplessly watching the enemy keep approaching and getting closer, easily taking down the sealed doors one by one, and slaughtering the limited garrison soldiers of the base along the way, and finally arrived at a place only more than 50 meters away from the combat center.

By now, everyone led by Captain Frank had prepared for the worst, firearms, body armor, and grenades had been distributed to every soldier, except for the three civilian soldiers who could not leave their posts, the rest were in the corridor and at the gate of the operations center, doing their best to arrange the defensive line, using everything they could to use at hand to build cover, and then pointed their guns at the straight corridor.

"Captain, we're all set. At this time, in the 1024 base, another lieutenant Niu Wen, who was in charge of leading the garrison, approached Captain Frank and reported.

After Captain Frank glanced through the bulletproof glass wall of the operations center towards the door, he finally said in a solemn tone, "They...... It must be coming for the militia!"

"Whatever their purpose, we're here to stop them. Although his eyes first glanced at the screen facing the No. 1 missile shaft, but only large snowflakes could be seen over there, because the line over there had already been cut off by the wooden handle, Lieutenant Niu Wen turned his head and still replied very firmly and optimistically.

It's a pity that Captain Frank is not as optimistic as him, since the enemy has attacked under his nose, then according to the code of the United States Global Strike Command, there are some things that must be done, and one of Captain Frank's responsibilities is to absolutely not allow the enemy to obtain the launch authority to use the Minuteman III ICBM!

So Captain Frank turned his body slightly, his arms changed from holding his elbows to his sides, and said to Lieutenant Niu Wen with a resolute look and a very serious attitude: "Lieutenant Niu Wen, in accordance with Code No. 320, I have officially decided to lock up the launch systems of the two Minuteman III ICBMs at Base 1024 and destroy the launch code, as the third commander of this base, do you agree?"

After clearly feeling Captain Frank's resolute tone, Lieutenant Niu Wen also became solemn, he let go of his hands holding M16A4, and first saluted Captain Frank, and then replied word by word: "Captain Frank, according to Rule 320, as the third commander of Base 1024, I agree with your decision." ”

Seeing that Niu Wen agreed with his own views and practices, Captain Frank couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and after returning the salute to Lieutenant Niu Wen, the two of them walked to a corner of the combat center, and at the same time took off the special key from their necks and plunged into the keyhole of the safe together.

As the country with the second largest number of nuclear warheads in the world, the United States has done far better and more complete than Russia in terms of nuclear security because of its strong economic foundation and scientific and technological strength.

According to the most standard procedure, before a nuclear missile is launched, in addition to the consent of two of the president, vice president, and defense secretary and congressional approval, each level of handlers, including the Global Strike Command and the person in charge of the specific nuclear facility, needs to check two sets of passwords before they can carry out relevant operations.

The safe in front of Captain Frank and Lieutenant Niu Wen is now specially used to store the launch code of their level, and if you want to open this safe, you need two of the three lieutenant-level officers in Base 1024 to turn the special key that never leaves you.

Looking at Captain Frank's movements, the soldiers in the combat center were all in a depressed atmosphere, quietly holding their breath, and looking at Captain Frank with multiple pairs of eyes, after he opened the door of the safe, he reached out and took out two plastic cards, one red and one yellow, from inside.

Looking down at the things in his hands, Captain Frank suddenly felt a strong sense of grief and indignation in his heart: maybe it would not be long before he would turn into a corpse because of them, isn't this a bit too child's play?

But thinking about it in the long run, if this thing fell into the hands of those attackers, and then caused the militia three missiles to be launched, and finally caused a series of chain reactions, the scene of the world's major powers frantically planting mushrooms with each other, Captain Frank couldn't help but shudder.

Captain Frank is a New Yorker, and in addition to his parents and wife, he has a daughter who has just turned three years old, and the thought of these relatives instantly brings courage to his heart: Yes, as long as he can protect his relatives, even if Captain Frank is killed, he will show resoluteness!