"Vincent, I'm talking about work!" Luo Wenqian picked up the mobile communication terminal with some impatience, and the number on it was the familiar one.

"Wen Qian." The voice on the other side was extraordinarily gentle, "Love you!" ”

"Love you too, Vincent! I'm working, can we talk later? "I was supposed to have dinner together in the evening, but now I am completely upset by this incident in front of me.

"Remember, you have to live well." Vincent didn't answer her, just spoke to himself, his tone revealing inexplicable sadness.

"What's wrong with you?" Luo Wenqian asked nervously, her heart tightened.

"I'm leaving, it's nothing, there will be such a day, but unfortunately I can't take you into church! You have to remember that I will always love you. The man on the other side coughed lightly, and with a loud bang, there was a dull echo behind it.

"Are you hurt? Where are you? Luo Wenqian asked loudly.

There was no answer, and the phone was cut off.

The phone on Colby's desk rang suddenly, and he picked it up before he heard a sentence and stood up, walked to the window with a solemn face, and looked north, where there was nothing to be seen, because it was blocked by several tall buildings, but there was a faint smoke in the sky, and the downstairs was noisy, and there were screams full of terror.

He quickly turned on the TV again.

On television, images of low-altitude shuttles hitting the building and the collapse of the building were broadcast over and over again. Luo Wenqian stood there, the mobile communication terminal slipped from his hand, and tears were already on his face at some point.

What did you just say?

Did you say you loved him?

She was talking about her work, talking about her work all the time, and how could she have thought that this was Vincent's last call.

Luo Wenqian slowly collapsed to the ground.

For thousands of years, the mainland of the Mada Federation has not been attacked, and now the CBD is being relentlessly attacked. Blake could be the unluckiest and the luckiest president. What could be more beloved by the people than to repel a thug who storms into the house? There is no doubt that it is this power and effect that he wants.

Blake sat among the cuckoos. Hiding above thick clouds activates the highest level of stealth. Sitting there thinking, surrounded by busy subordinates.

It is good and good to be calm whenever there is a big event, but it may be misinterpreted by others as being in a daze or being scared silly.

In fact, he is doing a very important thing, which is to remember everything that happened to him today and record it. That would be recorded in the president's diary. Or it can be retouched to become public information, and many years later it will become part of the memoir.

Eight hours ago, he woke up from his dream, trying to remember what day it was, an ordinary day. But now it has become something else entirely, destined to replace today's ordinary moment in a different way.

"Where are we?" Looking out the window at the empty sky, Blake asked, holding in his hand an up-to-date report with a lot of bad news densely written. He frowned.

"Thirteen thousand kilometers. Ordinary low-altitude shuttles can't reach such flight altitudes, and we should be safe unless the Daubers do it. ”

"They won't, President Daubers won't be so stupid." Blake shook his head, "What's next?" ”

"First to Kalimhorami Air Base, the low-altitude shuttle needs to be restocked, and the future risks are being assessed, and the most likely to go is ...... at the moment. Strategic Air Force Command at the Federal Air Base. ”

"Why not Kargart?"

"Because that's the enemy's target, and this is not the time to send it to the door. There are also hijacked low-altitude shuttles flying in the sky. ”

"In total, the Federal Aviation Administration found that more than two dozen low-altitude shuttles were hijacked, which means that more than a dozen hijacked low-altitude shuttles are still in the air."

"The security officer is online."

"Take it." Blake looked at the security director on the screen, "The situation is complicated now, there are still many low-altitude shuttles flying in the sky, and we want to let them all come down and use the military power of the Northern Region." Our pilots first contacted the suspicious low-altitude shuttle. And try to get them to land safely. If the suspect low-altitude shuttle refuses to land safely, the pilot has the right to shoot it down, because the hijacked low-altitude shuttle is a weapon of war. Despite the costly cost of shooting down a low-altitude shuttle, it was able to save countless lives on the ground. ”

Hanging up the phone, Blake turned to Andy and asked, "Have you contacted Wu Chongxi?" ”

"It should be in the Blue Temple. But there is also an evacuation and it is impossible to get in touch. ”

Blake looked annoyed, but he could only wait patiently.

New information is constantly coming.

"President, the director of security is looking for you."

"There is a low-altitude shuttle flying towards Kagat, it is suspicious, can it be shot down?" He asked Blake that the guy didn't like to be in charge, but it was also out of respect for the commander-in-chief.

Blake agreed.

More information keeps coming, although some of it sounds outrageous, but at this time, you have to take any information seriously, even if you hear that there is a low-altitude shuttle from the ancient South Island that hits the Waraung farm, then you must immediately evacuate the cattle on the farm.

Soon, Yarman's footage has already come, the scene of the collapse of the Tiandi Tower building made everyone in a daze, and some people even cried, because there were tens of thousands of people in it, tens of thousands of people were buried alive in the rubble of millions of tons, and there would be millions of people who were their relatives and friends, living in the shadows all day long.

There was silence in the low-altitude shuttle for a while.

At this time, the staff suddenly shouted: "There is a flight crashed, it should be a flight to Kagat." ”

"Is it the suburbs? Did we shoot it down or did they operate it inappropriately? Blake asked, twitching the corners of his mouth.

No one answered, everyone was silent, and it seemed that the people flying the low-altitude shuttle today were all untrained temporary workers, so there was nothing strange that anything happened.

Until someone said that they contacted Wu Chongxi, who was the first lady of the federation.

Never in a day has it been mentioned so repeatedly, and on countless TV screens, newspaper networks, something extraordinary happens at every moment......

The silver cuckoo flew towards Zhongxing City, where Wu Jiajun's territory was.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the cuckoo arrives at the strategic air headquarters at the air base, a vast underground castle that will allow the elites of the Mada Federation to escape the deadly radiation and terrifying heat of the Dark Matter War.

As time slowly passed, the situation became clearer and clearer.

Blake issued a series of orders here, including the general mobilization of the three services, a state of emergency throughout the Federation, and even the Mada Federation embassy on the planet Glis has closed its doors and evacuated early. (To be continued.) )