He lives on another planet and is majoring in Earth Science.

Li Ji snatched the signal receiver, and the material analysis table clearly showed "Uranium-235," a core component of nuclear weapons.

Panic and anger welled up in my chest.

Mr. L put on a very professional act and prepared a 300-page instruction manual. I fiddled with it for ages, only to find that the destination was fixed.
No matter how much I adjust the coordinates, I can't move them from North Africa to Moscow.

He then thought of the old news he had seen the previous night.

If this nuclear bomb manages to evade interception and strikes Russian territory, Russia will inevitably drag the world into a nuclear war, which would be utter doomsday.

The image of Mr. L's exquisitely beautiful face resurfaced in Li Ji's mind.

I should have guessed it was him! He's the real Red Dwarf Saint!

"We have to find a way to stop the nuclear bombs! How much time do we have left?"

Delulu frowned and calculated: "About ten minutes, meow."

Li Ji made a quick decision: "Shabao, Milia, contact your senior. Delulu, find your guards and see if they have any suitable equipment."

The two quickly ran to the edge of the bushes, where a bunch of black men were piled up, lying haphazardly like cats, creating an extremely chaotic scene.

"I want your spaceship, meow."

Captain Cat struggled to crawl out from under the cat driver's body: "Sorry, miss, we are just dark-skinned Earth farmers enjoying the 40-degree sunshine in the sparse tropical bushes, we don't have spaceships."

"If you keep saying those confusing things, I'll die right here and now, meow."

Delulu pulled out a gun and pressed it against her forehead.

Captain Cat hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Oh dear! I suddenly remembered that I do have a spaceship at home. As an old farmer, it's only natural for me to have a spaceship. Since you want to use it, I'll lend it to you, meow."

Delulu said coldly, "I want the spaceship to appear in front of me within one minute, or I'll die right here, meow."

A "meow~" came from behind.

A giant cat-shaped spaceship was parked on the open ground.

"Go ahead, I'll keep this safe for you, meow."

Captain Cat quickly grabbed Delulu's pistol and kicked it 30 meters away.

Li Ji and Dai Lulu quickly followed the cat's mouth into the spaceship.

"What are some options, meow?"

"Not at all, I'll think about it on the way. How much time do we have?"

"7 minutes and 46 seconds, meow."

-

Moscow, National Defense Center building.

An urgent intelligence report was delivered to the office of the Commander-in-Chief of the Sky Forces.

"Sir, an intercontinental ballistic missile has been detected heading towards our territory at Mach 23. It is expected to land in Moscow in approximately eight minutes. It is unclear whether it is carrying a nuclear warhead. The launch site is estimated to be in North Africa. Interception has been initiated according to existing plans."

The Commander-in-Chief of the Sky Forces frowned, his graying brows furrowing, and immediately asked, "What is the interception rate?"

"Currently, it's less than 40%."

"I'll report to the president first, then I'll go to the command center immediately. You must intercept the missile."

The commander-in-chief immediately picked up the phone next to him, but his hand trembled and he accidentally dialed the wrong number in the contacts.

"Hey, son, what's up?"

"Mom, I dialed the wrong number. I love you!"

He quickly hung up the phone and dialed again.

"Damn it, don't waste time in such an emergency."

The phone kept ringing.

Each sound was like a death knell striking his heart.

He looked at the clock on the table; the second hand was spinning, spinning very fast.

As soon as the call connected, he hurriedly began to report the situation.

After listening, the president firmly said, "Keep the call going. If the window of opportunity is missed, let me know immediately. The nuclear button is at my fingertips." "Yes, sir."

The Air Force commander quickly picked up the phone and headed towards the command center.

His heart was pounding.

He's someone who's experienced war and the ups and downs of officialdom, who's witnessed countless grand occasions and life-or-death situations, yet he's still so tense at this moment.

He walked so fast that his leather shoes fell off, but he only glanced back at them without picking them up and immediately ran forward.

Not a single second can be wasted now.

In the worst-case scenario, if a nuclear warhead were to fall on Moscow, 1327 million Russians would be wiped out from the face of the earth.

Our family, friends, colleagues, and people we respect and love will all die.

The president once said, "The world would have no value without Russia."

He wholeheartedly agreed, believing that if a nuclear bomb were to appear over Moscow, the entire world would be doomed for Russia.

He arrived at the command center, where a huge screen displayed various data.

The officers worked diligently in front of rows of computers, the noise was loud but not chaotic.

When everyone saw the commander walk in with one bare foot, their hearts sank even further.

The commander who came forward asked, "How much time do we have left?"

"Four and a half minutes. To be precise, it's four minutes. In the last half minute, it had already left the range of mid-range interception, entered the atmosphere, and was falling at high speed. And the terminal interception in the last thirty seconds was almost a matter of luck."

"The missile must be intercepted outside the atmosphere!"

Everyone immediately began working diligently, and the sounds of communication echoed throughout the operations room.

The adjutant looked at the white socks on the commander's feet.

"I'll go find you a pair of shoes."

"Stop wasting time!"

The commander stared intently at the screen, his brow furrowed, as it displayed the missile's trajectory captured by satellite.

He didn't have time to think about where the missile came from or whether it carried a nuclear warhead.
At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: he had to stop him.

But this is not something one person can do alone.

Intercepting an intercontinental ballistic missile is a matter of great luck.

The flight of an intercontinental ballistic missile is divided into three stages.

The first stage: the ascent phase from missile ignition to exiting the atmosphere. During this stage, the missile's speed is slow, making it easier to destroy. This is also the first window for interception, lasting approximately three to five minutes.

The second stage: the stage in which the missile flies freely outside the atmosphere.

Although the missile travels at high speed in the mid-course phase, the time window is relatively long, allowing for multiple interceptions and thus improving the interception rate.

However, the flight trajectory of missiles outside the atmosphere is unpredictable, and the interceptor missiles of the defending side need extremely high technology to break through the atmosphere. At present, only China and the United States have a high interception rate.

However, the United States' mid-course interception success rate is also less than 50%.

The third stage: The missile enters the atmosphere and falls until it hits the ground.

The missile is extremely fast, at approximately Mach 20-25, and can release multiple independently targetable reentry vehicles (MIRVs).

The time window is extremely short, no more than 30 seconds.

The success rate of interception depends entirely on luck.

Many countries don't even have the capability to intercept them at high altitudes.

Although Russia possesses the capability for high-altitude interception, it lacks measures to guarantee its ability to intercept.

If a missile is equipped with a nuclear warhead, there is still a risk of nuclear leakage even if the interception is completed at low altitude.

According to Russia's current strategy, once an intercontinental ballistic missile enters the atmosphere, Russia will inevitably use its nuclear button to destroy the entire world.

"How much time is left?"

"Three minutes." (End of Chapter)