692, Vandenberg Air Force Base

Drip, drip, drip!! Sirens sounded sharply at the Pentagon, where the US Department of Defense is located. Countless phone calls came in www.biquge.info and the operator was immediately busy.

"The San Francisco Police Department has sent an urgent notice that a giant dragon has landed from the Golden Gate Bridge! Hundreds of casualties have already been caused! ”

"The Third Fleet has sent a message requesting to leave the harbor for the shores of San Francisco, and they want to confirm the authenticity of the monster's landing."

"The California National Guard has set off and is expected to be in downtown San Francisco in three hours!"

Click, click, rapid footsteps sounded, and an old man of about sixty years old, wearing a three-star epaulette on his shoulder, with a thin face and eyes like a torch, wore a straight military uniform, accompanied by several assistants, walked briskly towards the office of the Ministry of National Defense. He was Thomas Michel, then US Secretary of Defense [Note 1].

A young female assistant in a shirt hurried over a few steps, walked side by side with the old man, handed over a document and said, "Mr. Michel, Your Excellency the President will hold a teleconference in ten minutes." ”

Michelle didn't stop, took the file, and nodded solemnly.

"Your Excellency, a large number of people have gathered at the gates of the Pentagon to claim that their loved ones have been attacked by a dragon in San Francisco, and to demand a swift response from the military. The same is happening at the White House. A young officer came over and saluted.

Michelle nodded and said, "I see." The assistant behind him then waved at the officer and motioned for him to leave.

Two soldiers waiting at the door opened the door, Michelle entered the conference room with several officers behind him, and with a click, the heavy conference room door closed, and the LED screen on the door lit up with a bright red light, indicating that the highest level meeting was being held.

There were already several people wearing general-level epaulettes waiting in the conference room, and Michel sat down on the main seat without saying a word, put down the materials in his hand, and said: "Gentlemen, I will report to His Excellency the President in ten minutes, and now we must be the first to react in the shortest possible time, and have a preliminary understanding of what we are facing, well, the dragon. ”

As he spoke, Michelle picked up the remote control and pressed it, and an aerial video immediately appeared on the large screen in the middle of the conference room, in the middle of the video was a monster as tall as a mountain, as well as two flying machines fighting with the monster, and another much smaller but also as tall as a building.

"The problem now is that this giant monster will be called 'The Invader' for the time being until the scientists give it an official name. So what exactly is this 'intruder'? Where did it come from? What is the purpose? Michelle said, her sharp eyes glancing around the surrounding generals.

Then he continued: "And! Which country are the two advanced aircraft that are at war with the 'invaders'? And what is this smaller, earthy monster? They are clearly at war with the 'invaders', what does they have to do with them? ”

"San Francisco was covered in fog when the 'intruders' showed up this morning, so the satellites didn't come back with any useful information." Said one of the generals.

"I propose that before everything is clear, let the planes at Vandenberg Air Force Base take off to meet the enemy, and let the Third Fleet leave the port at once, head to the shores of San Francisco, and if necessary, attack with Tomahawk cruise missiles!" Another general raised his hand to speak.

"However, most of the F-22 Raptor fighters stationed in Vandenberg Air Force Base are probably limited damage to the 'intruder'." Another person asked.

"It's decided! The flying squadron at Vandenberg Air Force Base was dispatched at once! If I remember correctly, there happened to be a group of pilots in the RAF who were there for a visiting study, and I asked them to go with them, and I will ask His Excellency the President to explain it to the British Prime Minister! In addition, immediately start organizing the evacuation of the population of nearby cities, and at the same time, get in touch with the pilots of the two aircraft! Michelle finished categorically, packed up his papers and walked out of the conference room.

……

Vandenberg Air Force Base, Southern California, USA.

A shrill siren sounded, and the airbase was immediately busy. More than 20 F-22 Raptor fighters were neatly parked in the hangar, the canvas covering the planes was lifted, and the aircrew were busy pushing over truckloads of missiles and cannon bullets and attaching them to the planes. Tankers methodically fill the fighter jet's fuel tanks.

On the other side of the runway, more than a dozen fully equipped and well-dressed US Air Force pilots lined up in a neat line with flight helmets and were being lectured by their commanders.

A young black British female pilot, Luca Pentikos, was tidying up her flight gear when her phone was next to it and kept vibrating, but she didn't notice it at all.

"Hey, Luca, what are you doing?" A colleague from the Royal Air Force passed by and asked strangely.

"Go kill a dragon." Lukka gestured to the TV hanging on the wall next to him.

The colleague spread his hands and said, "Are you kidding? We came here on vacation to learn the operation of the F-22 by the way, and what does the American situation have to do with us. To fight against this, uh, dragons? Besides, will the Americans give us planes? ”

"It's a matter for all of humanity, and besides, are you sure this thing won't be in England in the future? As for the planes, I don't believe that the Americans don't want more reinforcements. Lukka said, pointing to the Chrysanthemum Beast on TV that was wreaking havoc in the city. [Note 2]

"Anyway, I'm going to ......"

Before Luca finished speaking, footsteps sounded, and their captain, Major Lewis, walked in and said sharply: "Just now we received a request from the US Department of Defense, let us go out together to fight against the 'invaders' who landed!" Get ready for take-off now! ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!" Lukka and his colleagues immediately stood up and saluted.

Major Lewis nodded, turned and walked out.

Lukka went to fetch the flight helmet next to her, only to find that there were more than a dozen missed calls on her phone, all of which were from her brother Stek Pentikos. Lukka thought for a moment and dialed back.

"Luca! Finally got in touch with you! I saw the news that a monster the size of a mountain had appeared in San Francisco!! Steck's eager voice came.

"Ah, you're right, I'm about to kill the monster and save the earth!" Lukka lifted his flight helmet and quipped as he walked.

"Are you kidding? Know that you are on vacation right now!! Haven't you watched TV? Such a big monster, you are going to die!! Steck yelled.

"I don't think such a bulky guy could pose any threat to the Air Force. Anyway, the matter has been decided, we have been training the F-22, and it will take off soon. Luca said.

"Bastard! You...... This is not okay!! Steck was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

"Okay, we're soldiers, aren't we? Brother. Moreover, destroying monsters and protecting humanity, I can't find a mission that can burn the blood of our soldiers more than this. Lukka said firmly.

Stek was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "I understand Luca, you must be careful!" Protect yourself! ”

"Listen to you." Lukka replied unconcernedly, turning off his phone.

However, at this time, the sound of clattering footsteps sounded, and her captain, Major Lewis, went and returned, but the major's face looked a little stiff, he tilted his head to look at Luca, and suddenly asked, "You are Luca Penticos?" ”

Lukka immediately became vigilant, she took a step back to touch the pistol, only to find that she was already wearing flying gear and no pistol, "You're not Lewis!!" Who are you?! ”

Lewis tilted his head and said slowly, "I was sent by your brother to protect you." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Lukka saw a black shadow flash in front of her, followed by a stabbing pain in the back of her neck, and she lost consciousness as soon as her eyes went black.

[Note 1]: Although the flashing images in the "Pacific Rim" movie show that the president of the United States in this worldview is still O-Ba-Ma, in order to avoid suspicion, fictional names and identities are used in this book.

[Note 2]: Okay, the chrysanthemum beast really won't go to the UK......