Chapter 150: Out of Control
"The show is about to begin."
Alhanmo smiled at Millis and looked at the middle-aged fat man running towards him.
The other party had a sad face, panting as he ran, and the short distance was like experiencing a marathon, as if he was going to die.
"Ah, Colonel Alhammo, Colonel......"
He stood at the table, out of breath and screaming.
Immediately, he took a deep breath, calmed his breath, wiped the sweat on his forehead and said, "Please go to the monitoring room immediately, you need to enter the authorization code for the 'Aurora' attack." β
"Yes, I know."
Alhanmo replied lightly.
He nodded to Millis, and the expression on his face returned to normal, turning into the same 10,000-year-old iceberg as before.
Standing up and pulling his chest suit, shrugged his shoulders, he strode towards the monitoring room, and the middle-aged fat man followed behind him.
It wasn't until the two disappeared from sight that Millis picked up the cloth and gently wiped her red lips, and then with a bright smile, she twisted her peach-like buttocks and left step by step in the eyes of the restaurant man, either openly or secretly.
In the spacious satellite monitoring room, the staff in it is immersed in hard work, and the whole room only has the soft sound of the instrument 'Di Di Di' and the sound of the keyboard crackling.
Occasionally, someone quietly raised their heads, secretly glanced at the bigwigs in front of them, and then quickly retracted their gaze and lowered their heads to continue working.
"General."
It was a little quiet, and a cold voice suddenly sounded in the room.
Arhammo came to the side of the group, tall as pine, and shouted in an upright position.
"What's going on today? No matter how heavy it is! β
The admiral in the blue military uniform scolded, his two thick eyebrows furrowed together. The middle is twisted into a Sichuan zigzag.
The man in front of him is a new generation of military leaders. He is also one of his most optimistic people. There are several military bigwigs behind him, and if nothing else, he will definitely be able to stand at the same height as himself in the future and become a military decision-maker.
In the past, the other party did things neatly, without dragging their feet, and had a clear sense of priorities, but what about today? The most critical moment is to go to dinner!
This kind of mistake, which in the eyes of the admiral, is the least that should have happened to him. And so it appeared.
"Sorry! I didn't expect others to come so quickly. β
Alhanmo looked straight ahead, replied in a cold tone, and could not hear any emotional fluctuations, so he naturally did not feel apologies.
The admiral glanced at him strangely, and what the other party said seemed to be reasonable, but it didn't match his previous style: "Forget it, pay attention next time, I don't want this kind of thing to happen a second time." β
The military boss waved his hand and asked Alhammo to get ready.
Alhamo sneered in his heart and glanced around indifferently at the crowd around him.
"The second time? I'm afraid you won't have a chance to see it. Because you people will die today without a place to bury! β
"For more than twenty years, I've been waiting for today! Get ready to receive your gifts! β
He had been holding a breath in his heart all the time. Now, it's time to unleash!
Because of the good disguise, no one can see his mental activity.
At this moment, one of the staff members shouted without looking back.
"The coordinates have been determined, the North Atlantic, the depth is 2,231 meters, and the influence of the wind direction at high altitude, the density of the water quality, and the currents are negligible."
"The Aurora main cannon has long been charged and ready to be hit, the five secondary cannons are ready to be charged, all the Aurora weapons are in place, and the parameters are being calculated ......"
"The number of jΓΉ transmissions is completed, the diameter of the blow is 10,000 meters, and the coverage type destroys the attack."
"Please enter the attack authorization code."
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As the voice fell, Alhammo and two other men in black suits stepped forward at the same time through the crowd.
They each took out a delicate key from their bosoms, pockets, or chests, and inserted them into the three grooves that popped out.
"Click, click, click."
The sound of three gears turning, and the three-finger long password box on the screen is vertically arranged, and they pull out the key and enter it in turn.
Press enter, and six three-dimensional satellite patterns appear side by side on the giant screen.
"The attack authorization code is correct, and the Aurora Strike has entered the countdown."
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Some of the people in the monitoring room looked excited, and some looked nervous and uneasy.
The staff members who had been working hard also paused what they were doing, staring at the screen with a look of anticipation, hoping to see the destruction of the monster race.
The atmosphere suddenly became strange, and Alhanmo and Millis looked at each other with a smile, each leaning against the wall, his hands folded around his chest, looking at the men with interest.
I wonder what their expressions will be when they find out that things are not what they thought they would be?
It must be interesting to think about.
The countdown continues......
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The people in the monitoring room had sweat on their foreheads, backs, and legs, but they didn't care about wiping them, and their eyes were staring at the screen without blinking.
It's time to witness this historic moment! Since the successful test of Aurora, it is the first military strike!
They are the ones who have witnessed history with their own eyes!
Brush!
Without warning, there were six three-dimensional satellite patterns, and the computer that was counting down suddenly went black, and in the next moment, all the computers in the entire satellite monitoring room went black at the same time and fell into paralysis.
This turn of events left everyone's eyes wide open and an expression of disbelief on their faces.
Panic appeared in everyone's heart.
There was a bit of a commotion in the surveillance room, and the staff whispered something to each other.
"What's going on?!!"
The top leader at the scene was furious, turned around and roared violently!
"Jingle Bell ......"
A piercing telephone rang suddenly, and the operator next to him hurriedly took the microphone and put it to his ear, and then shouted to the general: "General, NASA (National Aeronautics and Space Administration) phone." β
The admiral walked over and took the microphone with a gloomy face.
"There's trouble, just now, all the communication network satellites and military satellites were invaded, and now most of them have lost control, including ...... Aurora! β
A sentence on the other side made his heart sink to the bottom.
Anyone who knows about the Aurora is a weapon, and there is no one who does not know its importance, and if this kind of thing is controlled by the enemy, it will be an absolute disaster!
"So what are you waiting for? Hurry up and remedy it! β
The admiral roared over there, his face flushed with excitement, and his right hand kept pointing at the landline.
NASA was busy on the other side, and when you spoke on the phone, you could hear the same noisy sound of the vegetable market opposite, and there were people running back and forth.
"All supercomputers have been hacked, and someone has implanted the 'rainbow' virus in them, and now they have to shut down the superbrain, and it will take at least a few days to recapture it by technical means."
"The supercomputer virus investigation is underway, and it is expected that the inspection will be completed within 12 hours at the earliest, and the follow-up work will depend on the severity of the damage."
The man on the other side took a deep breath and said solemnly: "This is a premeditated political invasion, that unknown creature is likely to be researched by a certain country, and all kinds of factors combined, the ultimate goal is to gain control of the aurora!" β
"And after the other party masters the aurora, no one knows what they will do next, so ......" (to be continued......)