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Chapter 787: Nuclear retaliation, even the chief is afraid

And once such nuclear weapons are used.

As for the target of the attack, they really had no way to locate it specifically. Perhaps only the Longxia tribe themselves knew it, but the Longxia tribe would not tell them.

Therefore, they can only perform supercomputer deductions, and even then they can only give an approximate landing point. The most annoying thing is that there are still multiple approximate landing points.

Some of the exaggerations are still within the first island chain, that is, the waters near the Donghuang tribe. It is obvious that they absolutely do not believe it!
This is the huge deterrent power of ultra-long-range nuclear weapons. Once launched, the enemy cannot accurately predict where it will land.

A crucial point is that the accuracy of today's intercontinental ballistic missiles is extremely high, basically ranging from one hundred meters to several dozen meters. For a large-scale weapon like a nuclear weapon, this level of accuracy is already considered precision killing.

"Time is of the essence, Great Chief, please."

After saying that, several fully armed special agents protected the chief and moved him to the Black Palace safe house.

The safe house is a place specially built underground in the Black Palace that can withstand nuclear strikes. It has very complete defense measures and can also communicate with the outside world.

As the chief left, the black box that belonged to him was also taken out, and he personally took it out. It was nothing but the Eagle Tribe's nuclear strike button.

Before the chief and his entourage walked out of the Black Palace office, a military representative's confidential communication device suddenly rang, very urgently.

High above the Dongzhou Sea, a reconnaissance satellite of the Eagle Tribe is watching here 24 hours a day, closely observing the every move of the Yunfan-3 anti-ship ballistic missile.

When Yunfan-2000 rose to an altitude of km, it suddenly changed direction and began to fall.

Obviously, it is heading towards the target, that is, its ultimate target is not the Eagle Tribe, but near the first island chain or in the western Pacific.

This information was immediately sent back to the ground via satellite, and it stunned the senior commanders in the highly nervous headquarters. They all stared with their eyes wide open in disbelief.

"What's going on here? Why is it not continuing to climb, but turning around and falling?"

"2200km altitude, this is far from the altitude of an intercontinental ballistic missile. It is actually only operating at the edge of the atmosphere. This is the mode of a medium-range or short-range ballistic missile. In this case, its strike distance should be within to kilometers?"

"They didn't launch an intercontinental ballistic missile, but fired a short-range ballistic missile. What on earth did the Longxia tribe want to do? Are they really going to attack the garrison base deployed in the East Wasteland tribe?"

The senior commanders in the headquarters were all completely confused and had no idea what the current situation was, which was completely different from their previous judgment.

They have already intercepted at bases deployed outside the mainland, and are preparing to hide in air-raid shelters and launch nuclear counterattacks.

As a result, the other party's ballistic missile suddenly dropped in altitude at the critical moment and entered the final passive gliding stage. It was obvious that it was not an intercontinental ballistic missile. They actually misjudged it!
Everyone on the entire Blue Planet knows very well that the trajectory of a ballistic missile is basically in the form of a parabola, and the altitude at which it takes off basically determines its strike distance!
Generally speaking, the maximum firing altitude of a ballistic missile is usually half of its maximum range, mainly because the missile needs to convert kinetic energy and gravitational potential energy during the flight. The higher the climbing altitude, the more kinetic energy used for movement is converted into potential energy, thus affecting the range.

According to this theory, the range of a short-range ballistic missile is less than 1000 kilometers, and its flight altitude is relatively low, only about 500 km.

The range of medium-range ballistic missiles is between 1000 and 3000 kilometers, and their flight altitude is around 1500 km.

The range of intercontinental ballistic missiles is even higher. If calculated based on a range of 4525 kilometers, its flight altitude should be at least around km.

Once such a national weapon comes out, it will be able to threaten any country on the blue planet, whether it is the Eagle Tribe on the other side of the Pacific Ocean or the tribes in the European Sea circle.

Therefore, according to this theory, it is obvious that the missile of the Longxia tribe was not an intergovernmental ballistic missile, which caused them to be alarmed for a false alarm!
All the people in the headquarters had the urge to curse.

"Is this a short- to medium-range ballistic missile? What does the Longxia tribe want to do? Attack our base in the East Wasteland tribe?"

The commanders frowned one by one, feeling confused in their hearts, but their eyes were fixed on the satellite photos.

No matter how much I thought about it, I still couldn't figure out what the Longxia tribe wanted to do.

Because they then simulated the landing point through a computer and found that the missile did not hit the target at the base.

"Quick, inform the chieftain that the Longxia tribe is not launching an intercontinental ballistic missile, so there is no need to evacuate." the commander ordered.

"Yes, sir."

The signalman immediately took order and took action.

Inside the Black Palace, the military representative in charge of transferring the Great Chief and his entourage immediately answered the communicator, walked to the Great Chief and stopped him from moving forward.

"Captain, the crisis has been resolved. The Longxia tribe did not launch an intercontinental ballistic missile. We do not need to conduct a safe transfer."

The chief was stunned when he heard this, but he did not let go of the black box.

Suddenly the crisis was resolved? It wasn't an ICBM? What does that mean?
"You mean, we intercepted the intercontinental ballistic missile of the Longxia tribe? Our interception success rate is still very high. Let's see how arrogant the Longxia tribe can be in the future!" The chief was slightly stunned, then said with a smile.

They have invested hundreds of billions of dollars in building a national missile defense system. Isn't it just to unilaterally eliminate the opponent's intercontinental ballistic missile capabilities?

Now looking at the interception effect, it seems to have verified the effect of the investment. How can he not be happy?

The military representative immediately showed an embarrassed look on his face, and patiently explained: "Captain, according to the data and intelligence detected in the front, the Longxia tribe did not launch an intercontinental ballistic missile this time, but a medium-range ballistic missile with a range of about 1,000 to 2,000 kilometers."

This time the chief finally understood that he had been so happy for nothing. He asked cautiously, "You mean, the range is about one thousand to two thousand kilometers?"

"That's right, Great Chief."

The military representative responded with a serious face, "According to the intelligence we have, the Longxia tribe is not planning to attack our homeland."

"What is the target within this range?" The chief asked back with a frown.

The military representative shook his head slightly. "Captain, we don't have more information yet, so it's hard to judge. But the headquarters is closely monitoring the situation."

The situation changed too quickly, almost abruptly, so naturally there was no way to obtain so much intelligence to support their analysis in the first place. Moreover, the equipment used in the military bases they deployed in the Dongzhou Sea area was far less advanced than that in China.

The crisis was resolved, and the chief and his entourage returned to the office. He couldn't wait to say to his staff, "Bring me the map."

"Yes, Warchief."

The staff quickly took out a map of the Dongzhou sea area and placed it on the desk. The map was very detailed and the markings were very clear.

Everyone gathered around the desk and looked at the map carefully, but the confusion in their hearts did not diminish in the slightest.

The strike range of one thousand to two thousand kilometers seems very wide, but the targets that can actually be attacked are limited.

Since the White Bear Tribe did not participate, they can be directly ruled out. Several countries in the south also did not participate, so naturally they would not attack them. Then there are only two targets left, one is the East Wilderness Tribe, and the other is their military base.

If it happened in the native Donghuang tribe, the possibility is not very high.

The Donghuang tribe has been driven out of the battlefield, and now they have only one target left, which is the military base they have deployed in this area!

Countless thoughts flashed through everyone's minds. Suddenly, the staff spoke up: "Captain, and everyone else, do you still remember the threatening announcement issued by the Longxia Tribe's Foreign Affairs Department an hour ago?"

"Tell me more about it."

When the chief said this, he suddenly thought of something and asked in surprise, "Is it that they want to retaliate against our garrison base?"

The staff member nodded solemnly and said, "Great Chief, that's right. Now it seems that the possibility is very high."

"The announcement from the Longxia Foreign Affairs Department stated that any third-party forces that join the conflict between us and the Donghuang tribe will have their military bases within our strike range."

"Therefore, I think that the Longxia tribe is very likely carrying out a revenge operation against our garrison base! Destroying our ability to participate in the war."

After hearing this, everyone agreed with it deeply and fell into worry. The terminal penetration speed of the ballistic missile was too fast, and it was very difficult to intercept it, which gave them a headache.

"Attack our garrison base?"

The chief frowned, looked at the military representative and asked directly, "Do you think we can intercept it?"

The military representative hesitated for a moment and said truthfully: "Report to the Great Chief, it has exceeded Mach 10, and the difficulty of interception has increased exponentially. Therefore, our probability of intercepting it is only small."

At this point, he quietly observed the chief's expression. Seeing that the other party did not react, he continued, "Chief, our 'Dark Night Plan' has not yet been implemented. Otherwise, we can use the new anti-missile interception system deployed in South Korea and the East Wilderness Tribe to intercept."

"We still have a high probability of intercepting this type of medium-range and short-range ballistic missile."

The chieftain was a little displeased, and raised his eyebrows and said, "According to you, it means that we have no way to deal with it now?"

The military representative said stubbornly: "That's the theory. Of course, we can't say it's 100% true. We still have a certain probability of successful interception."

After hearing these words, the chief was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. This was fucking nonsense. Everyone knows that there is nothing 100% absolute in this world!
You've already made the difficulty so damn high, and now you're saying there's a certain probability of intercepting it.

Look, does this sound like a human language?

If you don't know what to say, then just don't say anything. Just tell everyone to leave it to fate. Why make it so vague and waste so much time?
They say the crisis has been resolved, but that means the enemy has not attacked the mainland. But if they attack the garrison base, it is still theirs, right? The crisis cannot be considered resolved.

Thinking of this, the chief couldn't help but become irritated and wished he could fly to the front line immediately.

At this time, the military representative asked: "Captain, do we need to take countermeasures next? Retaliate in kind?"

The chief looked up at the military representative and asked in a deep voice, "How do you think we should retaliate?"

The military representative did not say anything, but pointed at the black briefcase belonging to the great chief, and his meaning was very clear.

The Longxia tribe has already used nuclear weapons, so they should also retaliate with nuclear weapons in kind!

Once the Longxia tribe's medium-range and short-range ballistic missiles fall on the garrison bases, these military bases will be destroyed in an instant, and may even be unusable for decades or even hundreds of years due to nuclear radiation problems.

The chief looked at the suitcase and fell into deep thought. He was a little hesitant.

To retaliate in kind, or not to retaliate, that is a huge question.

In any case, both tribes have a considerable number of nuclear weapons in their hands. If they retaliate, it will mean the beginning of a nuclear war, and the final result will be mutual destruction and the destruction of the Blue Planet.

The great chief is well aware of such terrible consequences!
Donghuang Tribe is the headquarters base of the garrison and also the headquarters of the Seventh Fleet.

General Cruz was still imagining the scenario in his head where the Enterprise aircraft carrier fleet and the Vulture aircraft carrier fleet formed a double aircraft carrier battle group and ruthlessly crushed the Longxia Navy.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door was suddenly slammed open from the outside, and then Koro rushed in anxiously, looking very hurried.

Seeing the other person's pale face, Cruz realized that something must have happened, otherwise the other person would not be so reckless.

"What happened? Could it be that the battle on the front line has already started and we are losing?"

Cruz frowned and stared at the other person. "I haven't received any news of any conflict on the front line. What's wrong with you?"

"Koro, take your time and don't be impatient. The sky won't fall."

(End of this chapter)