In the skies of the Caucasus, the crisis of nuclear war is already on the verge of breaking out.

However, in such a tense atmosphere, on the aircraft carrier "Carl Vinson", far from the front of the battle line, it was a completely different scene at this time.

Shortly after the second batch of fighters to assist the Air Force in the operation ejected and took off, the anti-aircraft command center of the aircraft carrier "Carl Vinson" received a report from the E-2C early warning aircraft released in the morning, and the information transmitted back by the chain was that the air target was found approaching from the west, that is, from the direction of the fleet at 9 o'clock; It was only when the air situation management personnel felt inexplicable that they were almost about to designate the unidentified target as a threat and dispatch the reserve fighters on the aircraft carrier to intercept it, that the identification system determined that it was a friendly fighter.

On the radio, after verifying the communication code, the pilot reported to the aircraft carrier command center that he had been ordered to take off from Gibraltar and come after an in-flight refueling, and the E/F-18D aircraft type applied to land on the aircraft carrier "Carl Vinson".

Although the command center felt very strange about this inexplicable fighter, it was a critical moment for the implementation of joint operations, and after receiving information from NATO's European Command, the air situation control personnel approved the plane's landing request, and at this time, the E/F-18D fighter with a pilot and a passenger was less than 300 kilometers away from the aircraft carrier.

Fueling with full force in the air and squandering fuel without hesitation, the silver-gray painted "Hornet" fighters soon approached the aircraft carrier battle group, swept past the surface ships on the perimeter guard, and then aimed at the landing route of the "Carl Vinson", and simply completed a standard blocking landing.

As the slightly slender fuselage of the "Hornet" stopped on the deck of the aircraft carrier, the blocking cable was also retracted to the standby position, and before the waiting crew pushed over the boarding ladder, a person jumped out of the cockpit with the hatch open, and quickly took three or two steps to the deck watch officer next to the aircraft carrier island.

At this time, because the fighter plane that took part in the joint operation had only taken off not long ago, the F-14D "Super Cat" that had just been transferred to the parking area in order to let the silver-gray fighter land also returned to the ejection take-off position on the left side of the aircraft carrier deck one after another.

Throwing his flight helmet back into the cockpit as he jumped off the plane, the man ripped off his gloves as he walked briskly, and only stopped a little abruptly when he was facing the officer standing next to the island.

Between the eyes of the two people, it seemed to be an imperceptible moment, but the situation had changed subtly.

The throat moved slightly, and the man's voice was slightly hoarse, and his tone was not high but with an unmistakable pause.

"Mitchell, where is he?"

"General Mitchell...... Probably on the bridge of aviation. ”

"--Yes." As if sensing that his question was superfluous, the man reached down and took off his sunglasses, looked at the shiny waterproof watch on his raised wrist, and took a deep breath at the oncoming sea breeze.

"Lead the way ahead! Now go to the operational command center. ”

In the face of this suspicious figure who hurriedly jumped from the landing E/F-18D "Hornet", not only did he not look like a pilot nor reveal his identity, the capable officer on duty seemed to have turned into an obedient puppet at this time; The two of them walked away one after the other, and disappeared at the door of the watertight cabin on the island, leaving only the pilot who was still sitting in the "Bumblebee" in a daze.

A rush flight just to send this stinky looking guy?

The above command is sometimes really weird.

……

In the elegantly decorated captain's office, Mitchell, who should have appeared in the command center to command the whole situation, is now sitting at his desk a little unhurriedly, waiting for the news brought back by Adjutant Lawrence.

You don't have to wait in the command room, do you?

There is no tactical theory of using such a perverted weapon system to cooperate with the operations of the Air Force; As long as those two pilots don't make any low-level mistakes, they should get the results he wants. And what he needed now was not to be in command, but to think carefully about how to contact his colleagues to prepare for the United States military to regain control of the whole situation.

With the sound of light footsteps, the thud of leather shoes against the rubber deck came from far and near, and it sounded messy and unhurried. When the hatch was opened, the general did not see the adjutant he was expecting: to his surprise, it was opened by a major officer who was vaguely familiar but did not remember his appearance.

"Your Excellency, General, someone wants to see you."

"-Who are you?" Subconsciously raising his vigilance, Mitchell couldn't help but be puzzled. As the captain and fleet commander of an aircraft carrier, there should be two sergeants standing guard at the door of his office at all times, how could an officer he didn't know open the door and come in like this? But just as he leaned over and reached open the drawer to grasp the pistol inside, a strange figure in a flight suit flashed through the hatch; The man waved his hand to the major officer, and then took two steps closer to himself, and sat down on the sofa on the side of the office.

Seeing that the major who had withdrawn had closed the hatch and that he and the guy who had appeared out of nowhere were left in the room, the general only felt a little annoyed, but he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy:

"Y-who are you?"

Stretching his back against the back of the sofa, and meeting Mitchell's sharp gaze, the man ignored the general's words, but looked around the room with his own eyes; His gaze hesitated in the general's exasperated gaze, and after a glance it fell back to his well-lined, angry face.

"General, pistols are very dangerous things; If I were you, I wouldn't hold it in my hand. ”

“……”

After many years in the military, Mitchell's intuition was quite alert, and his right hand holding the pistol clenched a little tighter, and he didn't speak with a nervous expression.

This man - who is he?

You must know that although the aircraft carrier is huge, there is no idler, look at the guy in front of you who is wearing a flight suit and seems to be a pilot, and he is not a soldier on the ship, when and where did he come out?

Feeling an inexplicable cold threat, Mitchell calmed down a little and gave up his intention to shout at the guards. After all, he still had a pistol in his hand, and he still had a great advantage in the face of the mysterious man with his bare hands, at least no weapon in his hand, so he just looked at this strange man coldly, and at the same time speculated about his intentions.

"Today's joint attack operation is a special plan that you have planned, right?"

Seeing the general with a grim face and a word, the man only felt a trace of unhappiness in his heart, but his tone was still calm as usual.

This vice admiral, who has no self-knowledge at all, would hide his own petty calculations from the Pentagon; The existence of such a person does not mean anything to him, but it is still okay to have a little pastime now. With the questioning without any emotion, the man was satisfied to see that there were obvious emotional fluctuations on the general's cold face, and it seemed that this old guy was still a little weak-hearted.

"I don't understand what you're talking about. ――Who are you? ”

Sure enough, hearing such a question, the lieutenant general's anger suddenly subsided and turned into a gushing fear.

Struggling to hide the change in the expression on his face, Mitchell's first thought was that his plan had been fully known to the Pentagon, and that the person in front of him was a special commissioner sent by the military or the president himself? - No, even then, this man is a little too arrogant; Or is it that his origins are so big that he can directly dispatch his men and take away his guards?

If that's the case, then it's a bit of a big deal!

Although now, the fighters of the "Red Boar" squadron sent out have been on the road, and the two young men who have been brainwashed by him have good skills, maybe that damn Russian guy has been evaporated from the world by the nuclear bomb, and the fuse of his plan has also been ignited, right? As a military man, a world war that definitively solves the Russian threat is what he desires, and this kind of thing is not something that some commissioner sent by Washington can stop.

However, to his surprise again, the man on the sofa laughed out loud at this time:

"Haha! - Oh, as for your unauthorized orders? I've canceled it for you. ”

"- What?"

Compared to the previous surprise, this time the general really fell into complete shock.

The order was canceled? The order he gave was canceled by the guy who came from nowhere in front of him in the command center of the aircraft carrier?

This kind of thing is completely incomprehensible to Mitchell: even if any commissioner is sent anywhere, it is impossible for him to do such a thing on the flagship of a fleet commander and commander of an aircraft carrier battle group! Even if he is the president of the United States or the chief of the general staff of the three services, it is impossible for him to have command beyond him on his Mitchell flagship "Carl Vinson", and the man in front of him, he must be bluffing!

But...... But why, Mitchell was a little frightened, and why did he think that this man was not lying......

"This can't be, this ...... Who are you? ”

A little out of his mind, he got up from his chair, and the general's right hand holding the gun was also raised, and he stood behind the desk with vigilance, his face unconcealed panic and confusion.

"Me?"

Probably because he felt that there was too much nonsense to say today, in the face of the general who was nervous and his eyes were flustered, the man raised his hand a little bored and yawned, and then slowly sat up straight, and then stood up nonchalantly and paced two steps closer to the general's desk.