Chapter 294: The task is urgent

More than 30 years ago, Reagan used a series of high-end and atmospheric conspiracy to deceive Lao Maozi desperately, and in 87 years, Lao Maozi found that his physical strength was almost exhausted, and then Brother Map came to power.

The United States and Russia signed an intermediate-range missile treaty, each of which reduced the number of intermediate-range missiles in Europe and promised not to develop them again.

Thirty years later, the Russians had a new product, which meant that the United States had to "restart" various programs of intermediate-range missiles, although they never stopped.

Several hard-line members of Congress are also pushing for a restart, lobbying companies are already on the phone, and clubs are full of lawmakers holding small cards.

Donald knew in his heart that this was the general trend and couldn't be stopped!

Now Donald, as a hard-liner president, if he can make a big move on this matter, it will definitely boost the hearts of the people in the country, and by the way, strengthen a point of view: the Republican Party always wipes the ass for the Democrats, look forward, look forward, look forward, look forward, all the same!

Even if the strange thing about Shaun, a Chinese mutant, suddenly appeared this time, it can be attributed to Oba Hei, if it wasn't for him indulging the to make trouble, Shaun might have become a dead bald head?

Donald snorted, what is the plan?

Do a homegrown interception experiment with medium-range missiles?

As for whether it was really stopped, didn't it depend on the editor?

What is important about an empty shell rocket that does not even have a warhead, and the target Los Angeles is quite suitable, will the enemy choose the desert when choosing a target?

Of course it has to be a big city!

So we have a completely no-fault, blameless choice for Los Angeles, cool!

A mutant villain is doing something, but it looks like we're doing more than he does, cool!

Donald sighed for a few seconds: "I like this idea!" ”

Cocking up his fingers, he added: "But one plan is not enough." ”

Lao Lei smiled calmly: "This is one, and another one is sent with a fighter jet, ready for refueling in the air." ”

As a strategic location, Washington has fighter jets, Andrews Air Force Base, eight miles outside the city, and Langley Air Force Base at the Pentagon, and planes like the F22 can fly to Los Angeles with only one refueling in the middle, and it is still a very simple way to put the money in empty ammunition and shoot it.

I believe that the plan on the other side of the garden is similar, after all, the missile flies over and who knows if there is a warhead inside, unless there is a white flag underpants hanging on it.

However, so far, the garden did not know that the new banknotes had already been printed, and they were still working on the previous plan for gold coin coupons, apparently the two methods were similar, because of the difference between just giving a wallet and sending a small backpack.

"If this is changed to another country, he will really be stumped!" Donald laughed, "But he just fell in love with us, huh!" ”

With the help of force, the Ministry of Defense will also be happy.

"How's it going over there in the garden?"

"I've been following that they... It is still in the premise of the gold coin coupon. Lao Lei glanced at the tablet, "I don't think it's better not to tell them first." Anyway, this size doesn't affect the overall situation. ”

Donald nodded, the security issue is still a score level.

…...

Fifteen minutes ago, Garden Room.

Harris stared at the flat plate, which was the tanned face of Colonel Driel, the head of the SEAL Units.

Kent, Smith, and Edward each sat in front of a tablet.

This meeting is important.

Harris bit his cigar and his expression was serious: "The plan has changed, Colonel, all personnel are on standby at Camp One." Plus, you instantly sort all personnel by loyalty, money preferences, willpower, and combat ability! ”

"Yes General!" Colonel Driel nodded and closed the call.

Harris: "We're going to pick a squad for an S-Class mission. Among the more than 100 people, it shouldn't be a big problem to pick six. ”

Kent looked at Harris: "General, we need fifteen groups of personnel for the conservative plan, because... The weight of that thing is there, and if we don't have enough manpower, we can't confuse him. ”

Harris tapped his fingers on the table with a calm face: "I know, but the real thing weighs less than ten kilograms, in fact, only one person can take it, what is a good packaging plan?" ”

"A very good idea!" Smith pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and shoved it in front of Harris.

Wrapped in C4.

It was handwritten, a short sentence, but it shocked Harris.

"Disguised as C4?" Harris blinked vigorously and was stunned for a moment before he smiled, took off his cigar, and nodded slightly, "Very creative!" ”

The main ingredient is polyisobutylene, and the C4 plastic explosive is shaped like a dough used to bake bread, which can be kneaded at will to make various shapes.

Although this explosive is powerful, it is very safe to use, even if you shoot directly at the explosive, it will not explode, it can only be detonated with a detonator, because it is an organic ingredient, it can even be used as fuel to burn directly.

"Wrap things in it, and you can hold two hundred sheets in one unit," Smith was also a little proud, he came up with this idea, and as a commander who was proficient in special operations, he knew the characteristics of this explosive very well.

"It's possible that they feel a difference in weight, but we'll make up for that with a metal box."

Kent took the pen and gently calculated it on the notebook in front of him: "It's not a big problem, fifty C4 can solve this problem, and even forty dollars." The weight is fifteen kilograms. Such a load is easy for them. ”

"Alone?" Harris rubbed his chin slightly, thinking, the request to the headquarters for three copies has not been answered, so he can only make a plan according to one.

Of course, he can also feel the president's entanglement, now the budget is one, what if you send three copies over, and turn around and accept it unceremoniously?

"One person is enough, the others, we'll let them bring a little paper." Kent said, looking at the tablet, "You don't even need to bring too much, it's almost fine in terms of volume, after all..."

"And what if he weighs with telekinesis?" Harris interrupted him, "What would he think if he felt that the backpack wasn't that heavy at all?" ”

"There will be some heavy stuffing in the bag, and a few units of magazines can make up for the weight difference."

"What about weapons? Don't bring it? ”

"It's still the same as the old three, it's useless if you have more."

"Weapons question skip, Edward, what do you want to say?" Harris looked at his farthest men.

"What equipment we are going to bring must be prepared according to the difficulties we may face." Edward spoke calmly.

"At present, there are several kinds of judgments." Smith lit the tablet and looked at Harris.

"Time is tight, hurry up and say the task!" Harris nodded, "Let's rehearse." ”