In the command post, a green dot completely disappeared.

"The USS Rosen missile cruiser of the Third Fleet has sunk!"

Boom!

The Navy's Supreme Chief of Staff, a four-star Admiral Barrow, slammed the table and gritted his teeth and said: "What about the F-22? Are you watching a show? What about the other missile destroyers? What about the F-35 on the aircraft carrier?"

"General Barrow, don't get excited, nine Minuteman III sub-warheads will soon reach the target area, let the nuclear bomb solve everything!" Mr. Srock patted him on the shoulder and comforted.

Srock continued to order: "Dispatch four F-35s to attract the attention of the target. The rest of the fleet, scattered in all directions, tried to maintain a distance of more than 500 kilometers from the target, and every ten minutes fired a missile, attacking the area around the target. ”

"Is it useful to waste so many weapons?" asked the other general, puzzled.

"All weapons, including the two major aircraft carrier battle groups, are just decoys, just decorations. Our real strength is in those nine nuclear warheads. Let the demon be proud and proud for a while, and soon, he will understand what destruction is and what hell is!"

Mr. Slok said with a smile.

He shook the red wine in his glass, sniffed the tempting aroma, and his face was full of intoxication, treating this war between one country and one man as a small game to pass the time.

"F-52 fighter No. 35 was shot down!"

"F-53 fighter jet No. 35 was shot down!"

"No. 54 ......"

Having just sunk a Ticonderoga-class cruiser and immediately lost three more expensive F-35s, the look on Mr. Srock's face became more and more ugly.

"How did you shoot it down? was it with that strange golden glow?" asked Srock.

The subordinate replied: "No, it seems to have been shot down by another F-35." Due to the fact that it was the same type of aircraft in the same formation, our people were not prepared at all, and even the fire control radar did not react. ”

"Cut the picture out for me!" Slok said coldly, in an unkind tone.

On the large screen of the command post, a strange and terrifying picture immediately appeared.

A black F-35 fighter jet, in the nose of the aircraft, stood a man with a long black rope in his hand.

The strange rope, like the reins of a taming horse, tied the head of the F-35 fighter and went straight into the cockpit, enveloping the pilot in a cloud of black mist.

This kind of picture looks like the man who treats the F-35 fighter plane that took off from the US aircraft carrier as a horse under his crotch, and drives it at will, and even the various missiles carried by the fighter can be launched according to his will.

"He, he controls our F-35s? Oh my God, how did this happen? How could our military systems, which are the most robust in the world, be breached in such a short period of time?" said General Barrow in disbelief.

An air force general clung to the cross around his neck and said reverently: "He is a demon, a real demon, who controls the soul of our pilot." Lord, send down heavenly punishment!"

When the others heard this, even if they usually looked down on this god's chattering god, they also lowered their heads and pondered at this time.

Although his statement sounded outrageous, if it was applied to that demon, everything could be explained in an instant.

I'm afraid that's just like the air force god stick said, he is a real demon, and he uses that black reins to directly control the pilot who pilots the fighter.

In this way, even if you don't need to break the system, you can control the F-35 fighter at will.

"The bomb load is really small!" Lu Zheng said with disgust.

He doesn't know how to fly an airplane, let alone a fighter, and uses the simplest and most direct way - "mind control", which directly controls the pilot of this F-35 fighter, like a marionette, operating at will.

It's a pity that the bomb load of this F-35 is too small, and it only shoots down three fighters and one frigate, and it is already empty.

"Forget it, let's play another wave of kamikaze to hit the aircraft carrier!"

Since there was no ammunition, Lu Zheng simply controlled the F-35, and according to the coordinates in the pilot's memory, he flew towards the Nimitz aircraft carrier, preparing to directly hit the aircraft carrier with the aircraft.

But at this moment, the radar of the fighter showed that all its own targets were rapidly dispersed, and with his position as the center point, they retreated in all directions.

It's as if everyone is hiding from Lu Zheng and this F-35 fighter.

Suddenly, the thick clouds in the sky were pierced by nine streamers, like a spear of punishment descended by the gods, piercing the sky and shooting straight out.

It was the light of death, the prelude to destruction, three Minuteman ICBMs, split out of nine nuclear warheads, equivalent to the equivalent of a full 1.8 million tons of ******* explosives.

Nine nuclear bombs that were enough to wipe out a large city, or several small cities, were fired at that empty sea, a sea area with only one person.

"......Nine?"

In Lu Zheng's mind, he quickly remembered the various military equipment knowledge he had learned at the National Defense University.

Intercontinental ballistic missile!

Nuclear weapons warheads!

Third-order push, more than Mach 20 strike speed, that is, 20 times the speed of sound, an astonishing speed of seven or eight kilometers a second!

"Damn, you think too highly of me, you actually used nine nuclear bombs!"

Lu Zheng's face became very ugly, and he sensed the crisis of death for the first time.

With the current nuclear weapons technology of the United States, the nuclear warheads launched by ICBMs are at least 200,000 tons in the yield, and the power of nine nuclear bombs in one breath is far beyond the limit of Lu Zheng's estimate.

"Let's go!"

For the first time, Lu Zheng chose to escape.

All over his body, golden flames lit up, like a comet crashing, and rushed into the sea.

Boom, boom, boom, boom......

Nine nuclear bombs, in order to achieve the strongest power, chose to explode on the surface of the sea.

In an instant, on the calm sea, a monstrous wave hundreds of meters high was set off, as if the entire sea had exploded, and the terrifying shock wave swept away layer by layer, from the center of the explosion to the limit of what the naked eye could see, completely sweeping everything away!

In the core area of the explosion of the nine nuclear bombs, in a huge area of tens of kilometers, there were tens of millions of degrees of hellish heat.

It was close to the temperature of the center of the sun, and everything vaporized in an instant, and the huge water vapor, accompanied by the billowing smoke from the explosion, slowly rose up nine mushroom clouds.

When it rose to a height of several thousand meters, nine mushroom clouds began to gather to form an even larger mushroom cloud, which rose all the way and rushed to an altitude of more than 30,000 meters.

Shocking to the world!

With a yield of more than 1.8 million tons, the simultaneous explosion of nine nuclear bombs is enough to blinding the eyes of the light, overturn everything, and vaporize all things at high temperatures.

All for the sake of killing that man!

I just learned to speak with the great god today, so you can ask questions as you like in the future. Don't ask me to sing, save food for those singers!

(End of chapter)