American Strategic Deception Bureau

　Hearing this sci-fi title, Firi was shocked.

　Chapter 425: Apollo Moon Landing in a Scenery Box

　"So, because President Kennedy promised you a Space Force command, you're going to help him achieve the Apollo moon landing this year?

　Haha, it’s really hard to imagine that the pervert lying next to me would become the first commander of mankind’s space force.

　The basement of Firi's refuge villa in the San Fernando Valley outside Los Angeles

　After another satisfying harem group sex, the rich body odor filled the air under the wide dome.

　Marita and Fili were as naked as ever, hugging each other and lying intimately on a soft mattress. Their sweat-soaked limbs were entangled with each other, their hot bodies snuggled tightly together, enjoying the afterglow of pleasure while chatting about recent gossip.

　"So, my dear husband, your solution to helping this new president. Is it to magically send astronauts to the moon?"

　Marita, who had just been shot, stretched out her arms, hooked them around Fili's neck, and asked curiously, "If you can really go to the moon with magic... can you take me there for a walk? Don't worry, I'm very good and will definitely not cause you any trouble. You can just tie me up, gag me, and drag me around the moon with a rope!"

　"Hey, honey, are you going to dress yourself up as a beauty dog ​​and let me walk you on the moon?"

　Fili bit her ear, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Although the bitch flying to the moon gimmick is quite amusing, I really can't take you to the moon! I'm just a chosen one of the evil gods who likes to play pranks, not a planeswalker who can ignite a spark and easily travel across the world.

　Well, I’m not Doraemon who can open portals to the moon and Mars and take elementary school students to other planets to do their summer homework…”

　"Doraemon? What's that?" Marita blinked in confusion.

　"A powerful blue cat-shaped childcare robot,

　I wonder if it has been created by a Japanese cartoonist yet..."

　Firi sighed. "In short, even the extraordinary power of the occult has its limits, and the moon clearly exceeds that limit by a huge margin."

　"So, the Apollo spacecraft can only reach the moon through scientific means?"

　Marita frowned. "But you and Dr. Kissinger aren't the mad scientists in superhero comics. Even if you were to join the Apollo moon landing project, you wouldn't be able to immediately come up with some unscientific super invention that would make landing on the moon easy, right?"

　"Indeed, we can't, so our task is to cheat."

　Firi nodded and frankly admitted, "One way to cheat is to have the Apollo spacecraft carry less oxygen, food, and water, so as to travel light and fly longer. To do this, extraordinary people must be used as astronauts - those "Tantric masters" who have taken the "poverty vow" can acquire the skills of "bigu" and "turtle breathing" and can survive without eating, drinking, or breathing.

　Well, someone like Alena right now is a perfect candidate for an astronaut..."

　-

　Alena, the "physical education teacher" who was working hard under Fili's crotch and showing off her lips and tongue, raised her head when she heard the words and looked at the male master in surprise. Regardless of the white turbid stains still hanging on the corners of her mouth, she opened her mouth and said: "Yiyi——Ya Ya——"

　——In her mouth, the two rows of strong and sharp teeth were no longer there, only a pink and flexible tongue remained.

　Because all of Alena's teeth were pulled out by Fili, and then they were polished smooth, strung into a necklace, and hung around her neck.

　Well, this is certainly not some cruel torture to abuse the slave girl for fun, but to help her get a new set of good teeth.

　As we all know, normal humans only change two sets of teeth in their lifetime, deciduous teeth and permanent teeth, which is relatively rare among animals.

　Elephants, which have a lifespan similar to that of humans, grow six sets of tusks in their lifetime.

　Because the second set of teeth takes so long to use, no matter how hard you try to protect them, problems are difficult to avoid after decades of use.

　Even if the teeth are not falling out or damaged, just the fact that they look ugly, not white and neat enough can affect people's mood.

　Moreover, dental diseases are not always just minor problems. When oral infections are serious, they can also endanger people's lives.

　Even if it is just a toothache, the pain and inconvenience it brings to the patient surpasses many other seemingly more severe diseases.

　Otherwise, how could it be so easy for dentists in Europe and the United States to make money and become a high-income profession known to everyone in modern Western society?

　Among the female slaves in Fili's harem, Alena, a former guerrilla fighter, was the oldest and had the worst living conditions before her capture. She couldn't even brush her teeth every day, let alone maintain them. Even after her capture, she had her teeth cleaned, but they couldn't become neat and white.

　Moreover, as time went by, the quality of her teeth continued to deteriorate, and some time ago one of her teeth even broke when she was chewing a bone.

　So, Fili learned his lesson and decided to give Alena a new set of clean, bright and neat teeth!

　In short, it was to use magic to induce her teeth to start growing again, replacing the old ones with new ones.

　In this way, no matter what problems she had with her teeth before or what unsightly parts she had, she won't have to worry about them after she has her teeth replaced.

　However, this approach still has a potential risk. If the old teeth stubbornly occupy the position and do not fall out in time, the new teeth below may grow crookedly, which may make the teeth look crooked. Even if the teeth are white and shiny, they will not look good if they are crooked.

　In this regard, Fili's solution is very simple: just pull out all the teeth in Alena's mouth before her teeth change!

　As long as you make room for the new teeth in advance, you don’t have to worry about them growing crooked later - the old ones must go, the new ones must come!

　But if that were the case, Alena's teeth would have to grow back to a complete set, which would take at least four to six months, depending on her metabolic rate at her age. During that time, Fili would have pulled out all her teeth, leaving her truly toothless.

　This is no longer a matter of air leakage when speaking, but a complete inability to chew and speak!

　Of course, for Alena, a tantric master who had taken the "vow of poverty," she could go without food or drink without any problems. Even without teeth, it wouldn't affect her health. Fili would prepare some liquid food for her so she wouldn't starve during this period.

　However, letting a toothless beauty serve you with her warm and soft mouth is obviously a very novel and interesting thing.

　So, for the past few days, Alena has been confined to Fili's crotch, being given a full-time blowjob, often for hours on end. Sometimes, if Fili forgets to let her eat, her only meal is sausage and milk...

　Faced with this unfortunate life where she often went hungry for nine meals out of three days, Alena was naturally not very satisfied.

　Unfortunately, she has no teeth now and cannot speak. She can only angrily squeeze her master with her tongue while babbling in protest.

　"Alright! You toothless fellow, just suck your master's rod and use it as a meat toy. Don't say those weird words that no one can understand."

　Isabelle, who was also kneeling naked beside him and licking the mistress, smiled and reached out to hold Alena's head.

　, while slapping her big, raised butt, he pressed her back down to Fili's crotch, "Look at your face, you don't look like you can be an astronaut."

　Alena glared at Isabelle, who had resumed licking Marita, and grumbled a few words in displeasure, something like, "Just wait and see, in a few days you'll also have all your teeth pulled out." But she continued to open her mouth obediently and once again bit the source of her master's desire.

　Fili also reached out and stroked her hair. "Okay, don't get excited. I don't think the plan to send the Tantric Master to the moon is very promising. Because, using extraordinary means to cheat in this direction is completely useless. The biggest difficulty of the Apollo moon landing is not how to send astronauts into orbit around the moon, nor is it whether the Apollo spacecraft has enough capacity to carry the supplies needed for the long journey from the earth to the moon. If the capacity is really insufficient, the three-person spacecraft can be changed to a two-person spacecraft to reduce the number of people and increase efficiency!

　The real problem was that once the lunar module separated from the Apollo spacecraft, there was no guarantee that it would be able to dock again.

　Not to mention, how the lunar module would return to space from the lunar surface and accurately find the mothership in space.

　If these two problems are not solved, even if the astronauts can go without food, water or breathing, they will not be able to walk back from the moon on their own two legs!

　Dr. Kissinger and NASA Administrator Thomas Payne are still trying to see if the next Apollo 10 spacecraft can perfectly solve the above two problems. If so, they will try to send a man to the moon.

　If that doesn't work, then I'll have to mobilize my connections in Hollywood and try to make a fake video."

　"Fake it? Landing on the moon in a studio?" asked Marita.

　"No, the studio isn't safe because there are so many people and so many mouths. Even if you sign a confidentiality agreement, there's still a risk of leaks."

　Fili shook his head. "So, my moon landing site is right here, and you'll be my assistants... Only this way can it be absolutely reliable!"

　He pointed to the underground shelters around him and said so.

　"Uh, filming in this basement? Confidentiality is fine, but are you planning on having us wear spacesuits and pretend to be astronauts?"

　Marita looked up at the basement dome, where the starry sky and aurora were being projected, and said with a pout, "That's going to be exhausting!"

　"Ah, no, the moon landing I'm planning won't require any actors at all—because the props will move on their own!"

　Fili casually snapped his fingers, and the magical illusion above him suddenly changed from night to day. Bright magical sunlight poured down from the dome, illuminating the underground space of over 200 square meters, as well as a landscape box in the corner, approximately two meters square and 120 centimeters high.

　"Wow! Isn't this too exquisite?"

　Marita exclaimed, and climbed up from the mattress using her hands and feet, shaking her plump breasts, and went to the scenery box to take a closer look.

　Inside the box with the lid open was a real-life model of the moon, a lifelike desolate world.

　—A bare crater, a barren sandy desert, scattered rubble, and a pitch-black background sky…

　An ancient and desolate alien world, with all kinds of extremely realistic terrains, are all condensed in this small box.

　Looking out from the outside of the box, one can feel a sense of loneliness, desolation, and emptiness, as if arising spontaneously in the chest.

　Outside this desolate world where no life has been found, on a wooden platform next to the landscape box, there is a very finely crafted Apollo spacecraft lunar module, which seems to be about to enter the landscape box and bring a trace of human civilization to this silent, boring and barren world.

　Marita reached out and touched it out of curiosity, and found that the spaceship was made of cardboard and tinfoil.

　"Master, are you planning on using strings to hoist this spaceship in? Like a puppet show?"

　Isabelle also came over to look at the lunar landscape box, and then pointed at the lunar module model displayed outside and asked.

　"Puppet show? Hanging on strings? No, no, no, my Apollo moon landing is not that low-level."

　Fili shook his head, made a few gestures, and recited a difficult spell.

　Then, with a flash of magic light, the women were stunned to see that the Apollo spacecraft's lunar module did not need to be towed by a fishing line at all, but actually flew up automatically, wobbling, as if there was really someone controlling it.

　Even the lights on the spacecraft and the tail flames from the engines are imitated vividly.

　Next, the lunar module passed through the open top of the scenery box and roared into the lunar scenery inside the box. Its four slender legs were firmly planted on the ground, and the flames from the engine were extinguished, only raising a cloud of flying dust.

　Next, when the dust settled, the hatch of the lunar module slowly opened. Two white astronaut dolls, also made of paper and plastic, seemed to be endowed with souls. They took turns crawling out of the hatch backwards and came to the small platform at the top of the gangway.

　Then, an astronaut puppet stood on the platform, holding a mini camera model and pointing it at another astronaut puppet.

　Another astronaut puppet stepped on the nine steps leading from the hatch to the lunar surface and slowly walked down step by step.

　Finally, outside the box, the women held their breath and surrounded

　Under the watch, the little paper astronaut stepped on the lunar surface and jumped twice, leaving a trail of footprints.

　Firi dubbed the little paper astronaut in a captivating voice: "That's one small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind!"

　Author's Note: PS: With the blurry image quality of the Apollo moon landing, the noisy dubbing, and the astronauts' faces barely visible, it's entirely possible to film it in a scenery box if you had some magic trick.

　In Lebanon, first a pager exploded, then a walkie-talkie. It's said that even solar panels exploded. Who knows how many bombs are hidden in household appliances outside of my country? I'll never buy an Apple phone or tablet again.

　Chapter 426: Mushroom Cloud in Indochina

　May 9, 1969, Saigon, the capital of South Vietnam

　In Saigon, which had just returned to the "free camp" for only a year, the US Embassy, ​​which was reinforced with hundreds of tons of reinforced concrete and armored metal plates and looked like an ugly bunker, was the most impregnable place in Saigon after the US military headquarters in Vietnam.

　Not only are the windows specially reinforced with steel bars to prevent flying debris, there are also gun emplacements and helicopter pads on the roof to facilitate emergency evacuation at any time. There is also a three-defense bunker specially designed for defense in the basement of the embassy, ​​which stores large quantities of clean water, food and fuel to deal with the most critical doomsday situations.

　At that moment, Hugh Hefner, the new US ambassador to South Vietnam, the world's most famous bunny girl breeder, and the owner of Playboy, was sitting in a specially reinforced observation room in an armored battleship-like command tower, wearing a rather oversized chemical protective suit and thick, custom-made sunglasses. He watched nervously through a circular porthole as a flash of light illuminated the sky. Then, a terrifying mushroom cloud slowly rose.

　With the sudden appearance of the mushroom cloud, sharp air raid sirens sounded throughout Saigon, and the Vietnamese on the streets were howling like ghosts.

　The ambassador knew that the direction was Cu Chi, 30 kilometers away, the legendary headquarters of the Viet Cong, and the underground lair that the US troops stationed in Vietnam had long been unable to conquer.

　Now, the exhausted American troops stationed in Vietnam have gone crazy. A B61 bunker-buster nuclear bomb with a TNT equivalent of 34 tons has just been dropped in Cu Chi. I wonder if these Viet Cong guerrillas who are hiding underground like rats are really as tough as cockroaches and can even withstand a nuclear bomb?

　Well, even if the Viet Cong could really withstand a nuclear explosion, they certainly wouldn’t be able to continue pursuing the retreating U.S. troops under the cover of the mushroom cloud.

　Before the nuclear bombing of Cu Chi, four US divisions had already withdrawn from the battlefield, leaving only a small number of South Korean troops to serve as rearguards and scapegoats...

　Hugh Hefner did not think there was anything wrong with dropping nuclear bombs to vent his anger when he failed to capture the enemy's headquarters.

　But the problem is, Saigon is only 30 kilometers away from Cu Chi! And he is currently serving as an ambassador in Saigon!

　"I never imagined, in my wildest dreams, that the Pacific War had ended more than 20 years earlier, that I would actually have to witness another nuclear war!

　Luckily, I brought the deluxe version of the "Doomsday Survival Kit" this time, and the girls around me have all received "Shelter Girl" training.

　After watching the mushroom cloud on the distant horizon for a while, Hugh Hefner wearily turned and left the observation room, preparing to pass through a secure corridor and re-enter the hot, humid, and foul-smelling embassy bunker. He muttered to himself, "But Saigon is still too dangerous after all. I don't have any social engagements lately anyway, so why not listen to Brother Ferry and go to Kunlun Island for a few days?"

　-

　In addition to the Vietcong headquarters in Cu Chi, just 30 kilometers from Saigon, the US military also dropped nuclear bombs in many other locations on the Indochina Peninsula in May as part of the dry season operations to cover the retreat of US ground forces and prevent an enemy counterattack.

　For example, Taraboriwa, the temporary capital of the Khmer Rouge, Buon Ma Thuot, Kon Tum and Pleiku in the Western Highlands, Chiang Mai, a major city in northern Thailand occupied by the Thai Communist Party, and Sangnong, the temporary capital of the Laotian regime when it moved north after Vientiane was captured by the US air force, all became targets of nuclear strikes.

　--In line with the spirit of "either don't bomb, or bomb to the end", after learning that the Vietnam War front was at risk of total collapse and that nuclear bombs were necessary to ensure a safe withdrawal, President Kennedy Jr. approved 20 hydrogen bombs for the Pentagon in one go, telling them to "bomb as many as possible."

　Anyway, ever since his brother, another President Kennedy, and Soviet leader Khrushchev broke the taboo by bombing Cuba into a "radiation island" with a hydrogen bomb seven years ago, the taboo on nuclear weapons on the battlefield has been broken: since they have been used, why should they be shy about it?

　Once the broken window effect is formed, the United States' bottom line in war will naturally be further lowered, and launching nuclear bombs when necessary will become the norm.

　Faced with the president's straightforwardness, the warmongers in the Pentagon were overjoyed. Within the territories controlled by the Vietcong, the Thai Communists, the Khmer Rouge, and the Laotian Communists, any strategic target that seemed worth destroying was targeted with a nuclear bomb with a TNT equivalent of hundreds of thousands or even millions of tons!

　In general, with the exception of the Vietcong headquarters in Cu Chi, which was too close to the South Vietnamese capital of Saigon, the US military in Vietnam felt somewhat cautious, so they only dropped a single 34-ton B61 earth-penetrating nuclear bomb on Cu Chi.

　For other "enemy-controlled" cities on the Indochina Peninsula, the Pentagon dropped between 500 million tons and 90 million tons of bombs.

　The destructive power of a high-power hydrogen bomb with a TNT equivalent of 0 tons - the Hiroshima atomic bomb in the Pacific War was less than one percent of these hydrogen bombs in the Vietnam War!

　Even if it cannot be called a divine weapon that can destroy a country, it is at least a genuine city-level treasure.

　Because there were too many hydrogen bombs available and too few enemy cities worth destroying, and the North Vietnamese capital Hanoi and the important port of Haiphong, which were most worth destroying, were both deployed with Soviet SAM air defense missiles, the bombers carrying nuclear bombs to Hanoi might be at risk of being shot down.

　Well, if a bomber is shot down, it’s a small matter, but if the nuclear bomb on the plane is captured by the Viet Cong, that would be a big deal!

　Therefore, the Pentagon only dared to use hydrogen bombs to attack enemy strongholds that lacked air defense capabilities, and also allocated a full eight hydrogen bombs to destroy key nodes such as Che Bang and Ban Dong along the Ho Chi Minh Trail. Incendiary bombs and defoliants could not be used on this trail, so now hydrogen bombs should be able to do it, right?

　For a time, death lights flashed across Southeast Asia and the land was in mourning. The casualties among soldiers and civilians of the Red Camp in various countries reached over one million.

　Obviously, the US military's unscrupulous abuse of nuclear weapons in Southeast Asia will inevitably cause an uproar in world public opinion.