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Central Pacific, south coast of Oahu.

Between the peaks of the Kolau and Waianay Ranges, Pearl Harbor is lit up and the headquarters of the America's Pacific Fleet is located.

It is parallel to the Pacific Army Command, the Pacific Marine Corps Command, the Pacific Air Force Command, the U.S. Forces Command in Japan, and the U.S. Forces Command in Jiji, and is jointly under the Pacific Command.

As Fleet Commander, Harris encompasses not only the entire Pacific Ocean, but also the Indian Ocean, totaling about 94 million square miles.

This powerful general of the blue sea, under the white face, hides slightly flattened facial features, and his pupils are also dark brown common in Asia.

At the moment, his office is facing the busy war room. The two are separated by a large piece of glass, which is clear from the inside out, and from the outside to the inside, it is just a flat mirror.

Under the dim blue light, Harris is making a hotline video call with the president.

“...... This result is far from sufficient. Obema shook his head on the screen, "I didn't make an impact at all, and if I win, I won for nothing!" and I only won by one point...... Hehe, basketball is not table tennis, even if I take off my suit and go on my own, I can still cut a big victory and come back, right? Not to mention that we used our Ability Reserves. ”

Harris argued, "It is said that the other side also sent two paranormal people......

Auburnma waved his hand, "Don't talk about those useless ones, don't you understand? He bent his right index finger and tapped his skull. "Think about it, how can you surrender without a fight - you must have read "The Art of War" at West Point, right?"

"No, Mr. President -- I mean, I didn't come from West Point, but I read that book. It has always emphasized morale and ignored technological suppression. It's outdated......"

I beg to differ. "There's no need to argue that a broken soldier can't press the button even if he gives him a big killer." Please take a moment of looking away from the South China Sea and look at the pressing issues we are facing.

The four aircraft carrier strike groups in the Persian Gulf are already in place, so why didn't they do anything? Because there was no enemy in front of them at all.

Those terrorist groups are roaming the desert and wasteland, and no one will go into the water to die. All we can do is take off, bomb, take off, and bomb again and again, batch after batch...... So much for.

Of course, this high investment will not be in vain, and we will have to get back ten times the return before we can evacuate - that is another story.

On the other hand, at home, it's even more of a mess......" Referring to this topic, Auburnma couldn't help pinching the bridge of his nose, his expression was very depressed.

"Isn't the crisis in the country calming down? Terrorist attacks have also happened to divert the focus of the people, and your approval rating is climbing dramatically......

"No, what you see is public information. Opema interrupted Harris, "I have a copy of the HD video here, sent by DreamWorks, about the 'unexpectedly interrupted global livestream' ......"

“...... Human Science Congress?"

"It's the 'Annual Meeting of Human and Earth Sciences'. I won't show you, but what I can say is that all the participants suffered...... Strictly speaking, it was collectively hijacked by an unknown civilization. Do you hear me? It's an 'unknown civilization'!

They claim to be from the underworld, God, and this is clearly the devil declaring war...... This opponent, more than the Great Isetan, and even more than the Russian Rosha, worries me, because we know almost nothing about them......

And you, just being asked to give the Celestial Empire a dismount, can't do well, which disappoints me too much. ”

Looking at the president's distressed appearance, Harris slowly closed her stunned mouth, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't fully understand who your new opponent is...... However, for the Celestial Empire, I understand. What you want is to demoralize the Celestial Empire's army with a humiliation known to the world, and then make it cower in the Pacific. This frees up our hands to focus on the crisis in West Asia and at home......"

"Exactly!" Opema slapped the table. "What are you going to do?"

- Escalation of the game. Harris smiled and said, "Please give me the green light to say hello to the media bigwigs." Let them free up their tables and wait for the great American Navy to serve the big dishes!"

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In the South China Sea, the two aircraft carrier fleets are 60 nautical miles apart, far away from each other.

The word "remote" is only for the human eye, and for the two shipborne weapons, it is almost equivalent to a kissing state.

The reason why they dared to do this was because the commanders of both sides concluded that they could not fight, and they just stood side by side to flex their muscles.

In terms of volume, as the core of the two fleets, the Stennis is fully loaded with more than 5,000 people and 80 carrier-based aircraft, each of which is almost twice as large as the Liaoning.

It is no wonder that the word "crazy" written on the face of every US soldier has been difficult to erase for a long time.

Compared with the ships that remained silent, the AWACS planes in the air never stopped, and they were constantly patrolling back and forth between the two sides.

The US Prowler electronic countermeasure plane, Viking anti-submarine plane, and E-2C Hawkeye early warning plane took off and landed in turn, and they were in full swing. Compared with it, the Celestial Empire's Air Police 2000 seems to be more and more serious, just holding a pot-lid-type circular radar, steadily cruising in its own area, occasionally performing air refueling.

Both sides regard this confrontation as a valuable opportunity for actual combat exercises......

On the night of the South China Sea, the stars are shining.

The deck of the Liaoning was as bright as day, and no one paid attention to the beautiful scenery.

Captain Lou Zhe paced alone with his hands behind his back, and suddenly stopped. Under his feet, the vague traces of the sideline of the court had not been completely wiped clean, and he suddenly became a little impatient, raised his head and shouted, "Ground staff! Ground staff-"

The two soldiers who were maintaining the hangar heard the call and hurriedly ran over to salute, "Please instruct the captain!"

"Instructions? Why hasn't the deck been cleaned yet? Didn't I ask you to use washable paint? What should I do if the fighter plane takes off and lands and slips!"

The fighters had no excuse, and immediately straightened their chests, "deal with it immediately!" and immediately ran away to find tools.

“...... cough," a soft sound came from behind Lou Zhe, "Captain is making a tiger?"

Political Commissar Mei walked over, Lou Zhe turned around and saw that it was him, and pressed the anger, "Old Mei...... I may have lost my temper. Criticize me. ”

Mei Yiheng smiled slightly, "I understand, I understand your feelings." Actually, I care more than you do about winning or losing—even if it's a ball game. You see, I can't help but play as the head coach during the day!"

"It's just you—" Lou Zhe shook his head, "It's okay to do ideological work, but it's really not okay to guide tactics." When it comes to playing, we're not professional enough! I see, the next game in two days...... If you are more lucky, you may lose even worse. ”

Commissar Mei laughed and pulled the captain's arm, "Let's go, let's go back to the house, don't show the bitter gourd face to the soldiers here." ”

Lou Zhe immediately puffed up his chest when he heard this, "Ha-ha-ha-" laughed three times, turned around and walked back. The acting is extremely dry.

"I'll tell you good news," Mei Yiheng said mysteriously, "The upper authorities are very concerned about the situation here, and they have sent someone here." ”

Lou Zheyi frowned, "It's useless to have as many leaders as you come, all I lack here is good players." ”

"That's right, it's a good player!"

"Oh!?" the captain paused, his eyes wide. "How good?"

"Seven-four-nine and the dragon group are dispatched together, how good do you say?"

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When the winger received the order for reinforcements, he had no time to care.

He personally led the 7491st elite team to explore the entrance of the wormhole that was sealed by the Taoist priests under the platform of Qingcheng Mountain.

Originally, this stall was under the jurisdiction of the beetle group led by Zong Fang, but Shao Jinfu disappeared, and Zong Fang was sent to escort Lin Lao to the United States, and the beetle group has almost existed in name only.

Since returning from the underworld, the winger has barely slept well. Every time he wakes up from a nightmare, he always buries himself in a sea of various materials, trying to crack the passage to the unknown world.

If you get a punch, you have to fight it back - that's his style.

Moreover, the underworld has made it clear that it wants to challenge the human world, and has already preemptively attacked the scientific community of the Celestial Empire, almost capturing the scientists of those Antarctic stations. The war has begun.

What bothered him was that his opponent came and went without a trace, shuttling at will, and he could only defend passively, which was very unpleasant.

What to do?

At present, the only solid clue about the wormhole is Qingcheng Mountain.

According to Zong Fang's report, it is a time-space passage to the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, and compared with the chance encounter in the Mogao Grottoes, this wormhole is relatively stable and seems to be able to exist for a long time.

It doesn't matter where it leads, the winger wants to find out how it works, and then set up one of his own, and go straight to the underworld - find the opponent to settle the score!

This is not reckless revenge, but turning reactive into proactive. Even if you can't beat your opponent, make them feel like a counter-threat. This is a necessary strategic balance.

The matter was too significant, and he didn't want to leak too much information. Just brought the director of the second division, Red Eagle and five other special services, and left the director of the first division, Comrade Radar, to be stationed in the imperial capital to stand by.

Red Eagle is a veteran comrade with rich experience in handling cases; the second department is a field unit and is more familiar with the handling scene.

The seven people did not notify the police departments along the way, and quietly lurked in Qingcheng without any cooperation.

What I never expected was that this kind of "lurking" was like a dead branch sitting on a crow in the eyes of the cultivation world, and it was clear at a glance. And this kind of "quietly" has become a self-digging trap with no way to call for help.

Qingcheng Quanzhen Longmen Dantai Bidong Sect made a move. They didn't know what medicine they had taken wrong, and they brazenly broke the tacit understanding between the cultivation realm and the secular society, and launched a thunderous blow against these seven uninvited guests!

On a moonlit night, in the valley of the back mountain where the platform is located, the agents who had just used the pickaxe to open the stone wall were attacked by a stormy spell behind them.

The bursting flames exploded in the flesh like a hideous hydra, and the light body armor did not work at all. The first round of attacks took the lives of three young agents......

In a fit of rage, Red Eagle held two micro-punches between his armpits and shot four full magazines into the darkness. Only a faint muffled grunt returned, and the enemy did not flinch, and launched a second round of more fierce attacks.

The winger commanded the other three to lie on their stomachs behind the freshly hewn rocks, dodging the critical blows of the Ice Talisman. The alternation of hot and cold brought by the spell made everyone within the cast range swing.

A special agent took out a custom-made mobile phone and tried to connect to the satellite signal, but found that the entire valley was shrouded in the Unknown Circle, and it was impossible to dial at all......

The group was lightly armed, carrying little equipment and limited ammunition. They regretted their carelessness, but to no avail, it was too late.

A rune pill splattered with green juice shot over, extremely strange under the reflection of the moon.

"Strong sour!" one of the agents yelled and pounced on the winger, while the other pounced on the Red Hawk as he was fighting back!

Sneer-sneer-

The acid water instantly penetrated the tactical vest and dissolved the internal organs of the two members of the 749. The steaming acid mist rises with a pungent taste, which is both eye-catching and painful!

The winger and the red eagle both lifted the bodies of their comrades who were protecting them, and poured the bullets of their weapons into the darkness angrily.

Under the powerful mechanical movement of modern automatic weapons, all bullets are quickly emptied.

There was a brief silence in the valley, except for startled birds flapping their wings through the air.

The winger stood up, threw down his gun, and shouted, "What kind of man, so bold!

The documents he showed seemed to have a role, and more than a dozen torches suddenly rose around him, illuminating the platform with a red light.