What does it mean to get a perfect score on the college entrance exam but then go missing?

"Change command!"

Upon hearing the air defense team's assessment, Jost made a decisive decision.

"All personnel stationed in Japan, except for those on air raid duty, are on high alert!"

"All fighter jets have taken off and are flying at full speed away from the mainland!"

"The ships must depart port immediately and proceed at full speed to international waters!"

"All personnel, immediately proceed to the nuclear bunker!"

"I'll repeat myself: everyone, enter evacuation mode!"

Jost was very clear-headed.

Since Aegis and Patriot are ineffective, any further efforts will be in vain.

Instead of making a futile struggle in the command room, it's better to get into the shelter sooner; every little bit helps in preventing deaths.

The staff officer immediately jotted down the order and asked, "Sir, should we notify Commander Yamauchi and Wada so they can also take refuge..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

"Idiot! Utter idiot!"

Jost launched into a tirade of profanities!

"Nuclear fortresses and shelters have limited capacity."

"If you tell them, we'll have to fight them for it!"

"This is a matter of life and death; there are no allies at this time! Only competitors!"

"Not only should we not notify them, but we should also appease them."

"In that case, tell Yamauchi and Wada that we are preparing to intercept them, and we are very confident of success!"

Upon hearing this, the staff officer gave him a look that said, "I've learned something."

Don't tell.

When it comes to the heart, it's the leaders who are truly harmed.

While his subordinates were leaving to make arrangements for evacuation, Jost picked up the phone himself.

"This is Jost, connect me to Indo-Pacific Command!"

"..."

"Sir, the trajectory and purpose of this aircraft are unknown. I have already arranged for evacuation!"

"Please make the corresponding preparations as well!"

"If it's an intercontinental missile, the strike range could extend to the mainland."

"Furthermore, if possible, the mainland should prepare for a nuclear counterattack!"

Jost knew.

My life no longer belongs to me.

And it belongs to the continent in the sky.

When someone else goes missing, that's when I'll go to my grave.

Of course, if it were carrying a conventional warhead, it might have a chance of survival.

But that's a story for another time.

Regardless of whether the warhead lands or not, the homeland must be prepared to retaliate.

But just then...

The Indo-Pacific Command suddenly replied: "Don't rush, the wartime hotline with the University of Tokyo has been established."

Jost's eyes lit up.

He had just tacitly acknowledged that this was a surprise attack by the University of Tokyo, the kind that was impossible to communicate with.

But if communication is possible, then there is still room for negotiation.

"What do you mean? Is it a military exercise by the University of Tokyo?"

Indo-Pacific Command: "They denied it."

"That can't be!"

Jost was a little skeptical.

"Who else could it be besides them?"

"If it were Russians, their technology couldn't possibly be this advanced!"

Only five countries in the world possess the capability to control intercontinental missiles.

After removing yourself, there are four left.

Two of these four are staunch allies, and they are located far away, making it impossible for them to launch intercontinental ballistic missiles.

So, by process of elimination, the only remaining possibilities are Russians and rabbits.

But the Russians used outdated technology from many years ago, so they couldn't possibly have launched such a fierce offensive.

"No! They just said there was no military action."

The Indo-Pacific Command corrected its wording.

"But they said they are conducting scientific research activities, and asked relevant countries not to panic!"

Upon hearing this, Jost's first reaction was disbelief: "Impossible! They're lying."

What kind of scientific research activity would require an uninterceptable intercontinental ballistic missile?

As a commander with an air force background.

He couldn't even imagine what other use Director Zhou could have besides beating people!

"At this point, we can no longer determine whether they are lying or not."

The Indo-Pacific Command sounded unusually frustrated.

"Instructions from higher command: We are to closely monitor the missile's movements."

Jost: "Shouldn't we be prepared to retaliate? What if they're hostile?"

"Jost, don't you understand?"

The Indo-Pacific Command stated directly.

"Their missiles have already penetrated two air defense zones; they are absolutely uninterruptible."

"What's the point of fighting back in this situation?"

"Our side lacks sufficient mobilization; we have neither the will to fight nor the capability."

Based on intelligence from multiple sources.

Jost and his superiors at the Indo-Pacific Command have already reached a clear conclusion.

Their only option now is to endure.

Because there was a sword of Damocles hanging over their heads.

Any extreme action could cause the sword to fall.

Therefore, the most reasonable course of action is to believe that the University of Tokyo's activity was merely a scientific research event and to offer prayers.

……

……

now.

Suburbs of Xijing City.

After answering one phone call after another, Wu Changjiang's brows suddenly relaxed a little.

He crossed his arms and looked Qin Ze up and down.

"You're awesome, kid!"

"One experiment mobilized the entire nation."

"Because of you, the Joint Command has entered wartime mode directly, and the commander-in-chief has also taken up a command position."

"Both of our war zones have also entered a state of combat readiness."

"So you're more powerful than the boss's superior?"

Qin Ze sensed the sarcasm in Wu Changjiang's tone and chuckled, "Actually, there's no need to be so nervous."

"Bullshit! Your thing is at least a ballistic missile!"

Wu Changjiang said irritably.

"If something goes wrong, it's like pressing the self-destruct button on Earth."

Qin Ze: "What did the higher-ups say?"

"What else can I say?"

Wu Changjiang said helplessly.

"Since you've already launched your missiles, we can't refuse to cooperate."

"You're using missiles to command the feudal lords."

"The boss said that since there's no turning back, we have no choice but to cooperate with you."

"You finish what you're supposed to do, and I'll take care of the rest."

Qin Ze couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "The boss is so thoughtful. Are the mold and the baby reacting? They should be able to see the missile by now."

Wu Changjiang smiled slightly.

"certainly."

"Those people over there are making a lot of noise, they've been using diplomatic channels to hurl insults."

"It's quieter over there, near the moldy area."

"But their actions have already given them away."

"High-resolution satellite overhead data shows that the mold on and off the island is already on the move."

"Airplanes taking off and ships leaving port are clearly out of fear of our attack."

Qin Ze: "Isn't there any preparation for retaliating?"

Not yet.

Qin Ze: "That's weird, can mold really be this good-looking?"

"Nonsense, if you launch a ballistic missile, they won't have many options left."

Wu Changjiang had already figured out the mold's intentions.

"They will either fight back or choose to pray."

"Clearly, they chose the second path: believing in metaphysics."

Qin Ze smiled slightly: "If it's metaphysics, then it makes sense."

Wu Changjiang: "How so?"

"Marksmanship is a technique, and ballistics is a principle."