"Boom!"

The loud sound of explosion like thunder reverberated in the sky over Washington, D.C., the capital of the United States of America. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's also strange to say that when I was the leader of the free world, a symbol of peace, and known as the number one leader on the earth, the unemployment rate in this peaceful and good capital of the United States was perennially high, and it was in the top 10 of the unemployment rate list in the United States every year.

On the contrary, after the British Empire returned to the position of the overlord of the earth, after the alien invasion, in the robot rebellion and a series of events that could be called unfortunate to the United States.

The tremendous business opportunities brought about by post-disaster reconstruction and rearmament warfare have shrouded almost all of the states in the United States that have not been affected by mechanical rebels in a post-war recovery, rebuilding and expansion of homeland defense forces.

Even Washington, one of the oldest cities in the United States, a politically dominated American city, had to bear some share of industrial production after losing most of the West Coast's productive forces, unemployment declined, and chicken skin rose dramatically.

At this moment, countless Washington citizens who were working heard the loud noise in the sky and woke up from their busy work, and they walked to the windows in groups, or went outside, looking up at the sky.

In an instant, panic faded!

Originally covered with a thick layer of cumulonimbus clouds, although the world was at noon, the sky was like a dark sky at nightfall.

At this moment, like a rag that had been hit by a cannonball, every time it was accompanied by a piercing roar, huge holes with a diameter of nearly a thousand meters appeared.

Brilliant golden sunlight, as if God was performing a miracle, poured down from those hollows and sprinkled over the tall buildings of the city.

The 6th generation of Holy British Empire space destroyers, that is, the "St. George"-class space destroyers that combine the most perfect structure of technology and magic at this stage, the huge and dark diamond-shaped bow of nearly 100 meters high, like a ferocious ancient dragon that only exists in mythology, with an unparalleled majesty that suppresses all things, breaks through the clouds, and descends on the sky that was once the most powerful national capital on this planet.

In the middle of the hull, which is unabashedly 3 kilometers long and like a mountain that spreads horizontally, the "St. Edward's Crown", "Lion", and "Unicorn", the royal emblem of Holy Britain composed of the "Solar System Star Map", shimmered dazzlingly in the golden sunlight pouring down from the hollow of the clouds.

The 120 huge space destroyers, the Imperial Armada formed the capital of the United States below, and even the entire planet, any region that can be called an industrial country on the five continents and four oceans, all the human inhabitants who watched this scene because of the urgent news, held their breath at this moment, their eyes widened, and they stood silently in the vast majesty of the Imperial Armada.

Even the clouds in the sky dispersed silently because of the sudden appearance of these behemoths, which affected the operation of a certain magnetic field.

The golden brilliance of the sun instantly spread over the entire city・・・・・・

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"No!"

Angry voices emerge from the White House in Washington, an oval-shaped presidential office imbued with neoclassical baroque style.

"Theresa Teresa, there's no way I'm going to sign this agreement!"

Donald Walker, the half-bald president of the United States, had a hideous face and angry eyes fixed on a noble old lady sitting across from him.

"The United States will never allow the 'United Nations' to become a real entity government with the highest military and legislative power on the earth!"

The old man, who was nearly 50 years old, did not have the solemn demeanor of a politician of a great power, stood up and waved his arms sharply, and said to the new female prime minister of the British Empire.

"In particular, the supreme leader of this government will be concurrently served by the successive Prime Ministers of the British Empire!"

"The United States is a powerful country with a spirit of honesty, fraternity, freedom, strife, and equality, and we will never allow the United Nations to become a vassal of the empire and let us have an evil ・・・・・・ on our heads"

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" ・・・・・・

The deafening sound resounded over Washington, and even the solid bulletproof glass of the White House president's office was shaken by the loud sound of "Bang!" "Smack!" Creaked.

"Warning! A large number of Imperial warships have been detected! Please evacuate immediately! ”

"Warning! A large number of Imperial warships have been detected! Please evacuate immediately! ”

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The alarm bell accompanied by a blinding red light suddenly appeared throughout the White House, interrupting the roar of the approaching US President Donald.

After a short panic, Donald looked at the British Prime Minister, Mrs. Theresa, who was still calm and sitting in the guest chair and tasting black tea, as if he understood something.

After straightening his collar, the 50-year-old man calmed down instantly, and waved his hand to signal the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who had just rushed into the office and were confronting Teresa, a man and a woman in cloak, to exit the office door.

Turning on the three-dimensional projection system in the office, he looked at the projection with an expression on his face, over the three-dimensional map of Washington City, and the hundreds of skyscrapers that were deliberately marked as red as blood.

It was half a loud sound before he spoke, his voice with a hint of weakness and hoarseness.

"Lady Teresa, is the Supreme of the Empire ready for the end times?"

It seems that a trace of madness emerges on the face of a ten-year-old.

"Our country has more than 5-figure offensive nuclear weapons, aimed at London, aimed at all the big cities on British soil!"

"As long as the empire ・・・・・・"

"Bump!"

Mrs. Teresa put down her teacup heavily, interrupting President Donald's threat.

A green jade necklace with years old hangs on her smooth and white neck, bringing a touch of feminine charm to the youngest niece of Prime Minister Churchill, who led Britain and won the world war decades ago, and the first female prime minister in the history of the British Empire.

"Then President Donald's nuclear weapons will also be able to fly to the territory of the Empire!"

The corners of the old lady's mouth curled slightly.

"United States, is there still a working satellite?"

Her body leaned forward slightly, with the characteristic confidence of the leader of the overlord country of the earth.

"The Empire's space fleet has destroyed all the moons eroded by Ultron!"

"Even, we cleaned up the entire space junk in extraterrestrial space!"

When talking about "space junk", the noble lady made a special emphasis on her tone.

Coincidentally, on the three-dimensional image next to President Donald at this time, a top-secret piece of information about the destruction of 23 military satellites hidden in the space junk of the United States appeared in front of his eyes.

The United States, which had been greatly weakened by Ultron's attack, finally tore off the last fig leaf at this moment.

"By the way, the patriarchs of the Morgan family and the Rockefeller family have already gone to London two hours ago to accept His Majesty's canonization and become a glorious hereditary imperial noble!"

"What?!"

Mrs. Teresa's last words made President Donald finally unable to hold on to his calm expression and was greatly surprised.

What the Morgan family and the Rockefeller family represented, he would not have been unaware, almost meant that the Wall Street consortiums, the real masters of the United States of America, had given up resistance!

"Whew!"

Struggling to the window of the president's office, the old man, who was struggling to support the operation of the United States at war, exhaled.

"You have won, Your Excellency Prime Minister!"

He finally admitted his defeat.

"I'll sign this agreement when the robot rebellion is over."

"But!"

President Donald said with some snort.

"Please let the fleet come to the aid of the front-line fighters as soon as possible!"

"After all, ・・・・・・"

The old man turned his head, and he could still see the tears of passing away in the corners of his eyes.

"They're about to be the subjects of the Empire!"

"Of course!"

Seeing that the matter was satisfactorily resolved, Mrs. Teresa stood up gracefully, also walked to the window, stood with President Donald, and said calmly.

She looked at the neatly lined up fleet in the sky, exuding a huge amount of power.

The stream of blue particles that drive the engines in the planet spewed violently in the tail of the battleship.

But the direction they took was not the now white-hot West Coast battlefield between humans and robots.

"This imperial fleet is not just here to put pressure on Washington・・・・・・

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Off the coast of Hawaii.

The scorching sun illuminates the sea in a brilliant gold.

The sea that used to be calm is now surging.

Densely packed with micro-mechanical creatures, fearless to death, besiege the crowd that is protected by an ice hockey puck.

And next to that puck.

A deep-sea continental plate with a diameter of more than 50 kilometers was forcibly lifted up by a steel base shrouded in a blue-yellow energy cover.

Like an ancient beast, it jumped out of the sea and brought up a monstrous wave hundreds of meters high・・・・・・

(To be continued.) )