Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

He saw three squads of Marines standing in the snow, their loaded M27 IARs and M16A4 semiautomatics pointed outside.

There were also two other teams of soldiers surrounding the helicopter pad.

Their vehicle, a Hummer, was parked not far away, the turbocharger of the car's engine making a shrill scream in neutral.

Chapter 16 The Edge of Destruction

At Andrews Air Force Base, the crew of Marine 2 - known as Marine 1 only when the president is aboard - had just taken off in a nasty snowstorm.

However, after a few seconds they got rid of the influence of the wing effect, and the tilt-rotor aircraft immediately entered the fixed-wing cruise mode from the vertical take-off and landing state.

The pilot, a lieutenant colonel, turned the plane to the southwest while muttering what had happened.

The only people who know something about the situation only know the basics.

But after a few minutes, it didn't matter.

Like all military units, there are plans for dealing with emergencies and they have been repeatedly rehearsed.

One is to test whether the plan is feasible, and the other is to avoid panic caused by indecision when the danger really comes.

This was the case with this Osprey transport plane, the crew had no idea what was happening.

All they knew was that the highest priority order was in effect, and they took the plane into the air as they were trained to do, and flew to where the president was.

……

"I have to know what happened in Oslo?" General Peter asked in his bunker outside Moscow.

"I know nothing," his intelligence officer replied honestly.

This is really a great help, Peter thought to himself. He picked up the phone directly to the Soviet General Staff's Military Intelligence Directorate "GRU".

"Operations and Monitoring Center," a voice replied.

"I am General Pyotr Abramovich Ilya of the Aerospace Forces Defense Command."

"I understand why you called," the GRU intelligence officer affirmed.

"What happened in Oslo? Is there a warehouse for storing relics or a large ruin like Mount Nobuo?"

"No, General. The closest ruins to Oslo are those in Belarus, and nothing unusual has occurred there.

In addition, the relics storage center in the Ural Mountains has just replied that after an emergency investigation, they confirmed that no items were lost.

The renovation plan set in 29 was stopped by the former Russian authorities after the Nobuoyama incident, and we have no plans to restart the renovation plan. However..."

"But what?"

"According to the records of the Russian Foreign Intelligence Service, analysts at the time believed that the crystal lattices stored in the ruins might have been lost...

But they were not sure, because the action team operating in Japan focused their attention on individuals that looked like bionic humanoids.

Unfortunately, there was a mistake within BEAR, and high school girls were set as the mission target..."

"Is this the only so-called flaw? I must know something. Where can I find the analysis report?!" The general finally couldn't hold back any longer.

"I have no more intelligence to report to you. The original analysis report was lost in the civil war, and only the scanned data with stripes on it remains.

We are as in the dark about this matter as you are, General.

Maybe the Ministry of Internal Affairs’ intelligence services know more and there is nothing we can do.”

You can't shoot someone just for telling the truth, and he doesn't have the power to shoot anyone from the GRU, Peter thought.

He made another call.

Like most professional soldiers, he didn't like spies, but the call had to be made.

"National Security Command Center," a male voice replied.

"Get me the duty officer of the Internal Affairs Department."

"please wait."

After a busy tone, a female voice said:

"Liaison and Intelligence Bureau, how can I help you?"

After Peter stated his identity again, the woman who answered the phone replied that they didn't know either.

The Intelligence Agency has lost contact with all active units in Scandinavia, probably because the communication lines are damaged.

This Federal Government Liaison and Intelligence Bureau is a former agency of the Russian Federation. If we trace it back further, we can find that it is a reskin of the former KGB's Eighth Bureau.

However, for well-known reasons, after the collapse of the former Soviet Union, most of the KGB personnel were laid off and most of the overseas assets were abandoned.

As a result, Russia's entire intelligence work, especially foreign intelligence work, has shown a clear trend of regression compared with the past.

Now, when the new Soviet Union took over these assets, many intelligence assets belonging to Russia were once again lost in large quantities.

All in all, the situation is bad.

"General, we have reported to you all the relevant information we have. Why do you ask these questions?"

The lieutenant general tried hard to restrain himself and not to yell at the woman on the phone for her nonsense.

Why do we ask these questions? Should we add a sentence after that: What is the purpose of asking these questions?

Bastards! They are all bastards! The lieutenant general cursed in his heart.

"Stupid woman, there has just been more than one explosion caused by relic weapons in Norway!"

"Is it Oslo?"

"Correct!"

"Where, exactly?" she asked, still in that unhurried tone, almost like a robot.

"Where else could it be? Shit!" Peter cursed. "59.55N, 10.35E, the numbers are approximate, rubbish!"

The captain sitting at the satellite monitoring table added:

"Our resolution of infrared spectra is not very high, General."

"Wait a moment," the woman said, "I have to get a map."

Peter was almost driven crazy by those idiots in the Intelligence Agency, as they actually needed a map.

Aren't there some things that should be kept in mind? ! Stupid!

At 1:13 a.m. in Moscow, a rapid telephone ring woke up the owner of the Kremlin, and then his bedroom door was knocked open.

The President was almost startled; no one had ever entered his bedroom without permission.

"President, this is an emergency. You must come with me immediately."

"What's going on, Pavel?"

"The Oslo signing site was attacked by relic weapons! It is certain that the seven explosions were aimed at us."

"What—who did it?"

"That's all I know. We have to get to the underground headquarters right away. The car is waiting outside. There's no time to change clothes."

Major Pavel threw a dressing gown to his president.

He called the rest of the guards to control the area around the living room. Although it was a bit excessive to do this in the Kremlin, it was also responsible for the safety of the new Soviet president.

……

Asuka picked up the mug and drank the remaining instant coffee.

She has been working intensively for 9 hours. The amount of data intercepted from various online servers in Norway is unimaginable. It takes patience to find the required information.

Although the core computing components of the bionic humanoid are replicas and its body is also completely artificial, she still feels a feeling called "fatigue".

This strange experience urged her to leave the computer and find a warm and comfortable bed to lie down and sleep.

Chapter 17 What happened?

Strategic Air Command at Offutt Air Force Base in Omaha, Nebraska.

"Sirs, Marine One has taken off and is heading to Andrews Air Force Base."

"Okay, got it." McMillan replied and continued to discuss with Harry the explosion of relic weapons in Oslo, Norway in the afternoon.

Next to them, on the far left of the third row of the Strategic Air Command operations staff, a lieutenant colonel was checking various image communication systems.

There are 16 large screens in the room, arranged in four parallel rows of four, and each screen can display more than independent CCTV images simultaneously.

The female lieutenant colonel, an intelligence officer,'s first reaction was to switch on the backup CCTV system.

She skillfully typed in complicated commands one after another - this was completely different from the president's "000000" password. At that critical moment, the complicated password would only delay the counterattack - gradually cutting off the original image communication system and connecting it to the backup part.

However, the lines of these channels were not working properly. She immediately realized that it was not the headquarters' image communication system that had a problem, but that some communication satellites were affected.

This aroused her curiosity, and curiosity is perhaps the most important characteristic of intelligence work.

The lieutenant colonel immediately wrote a detection script.

HBO is down, ESPN is down...

She checked the TV channel list in her hand and deduced that at least four communication satellites had stopped working.

She immediately stood up and walked towards the Commander-in-Chief of the Strategic Air Force and the new Chief of Staff.

"Sir, there are some very strange things going on," she said.

"What is it?" McMillan asked, without turning around.

"At least four commercial satellites have failed. They are all out of service, sir."

This news made Harry turn around. "Did you find out anything else?"

"We all know that wide-area collapse radiation is different from common nuclear radiation and will not affect electronic products and radio-wave-based communications. But this time it can be said that something unusual must have gone up with the explosion."

"My God, you are right," Commander-in-Chief Macmillan immediately understood.

The attackers did not simply place a few relic weapons there to detonate them, but are also suspected of using a large amount of low-concentration radioactive material to expand the area of ​​impact.

……

At Andrews Air Force Base, the National Emergency Air Command aircraft was already on standby on the tarmac, with two of its four engines already started, ready to take off immediately after a dignitary boarded.

……

The Osprey's rotors are so noisy.

The president stood in front of the cabin door and thought for a moment that there was no need to overreact.

He told the Marine colonel of the Presidential Guard that he would not go to Andrews Air Force Base and asked the National Emergency Air Command aircraft on standby there to take off directly.

Camp David also houses the president's wartime office, though it is an anachronistic relic of the past, an impression he had gotten when he first arrived there after taking office two years ago.

This office was built during the Eisenhower era and is 82 years old. It was designed in accordance with the requirements of that era - to have the ability to withstand attacks from fission nuclear weapons.

Furthermore, missile accuracy at that time was measured in miles, not yards and meters.

It is located deep in the granite of Catoctin Mountain in western Maryland, with a 20-meter-thick rock layer on top, which together with a 12-meter concrete layer form a solid protective layer.

At least in the late 1980s, this place was still considered an impregnable bunker shelter.

The room is about 15 meters wide, 18 meters long and 3 meters high. There are 12 people working here all year round, most of them are naval communications personnel, six of whom are active officers.

The equipment here is not as modern as the National Emergency Air Command Post, the White House Bunker, or other offices reserved for the president.

The president patted the seat with his hand. The device in front of him looked like a control console used by NASA.

There is even an ashtray on the table. I don't know which president got this as his personal device, and it has been passed down like this.

In front of him was a row of old-style display screens using CRT cathode ray tubes (anti-harmony), but the seats were quite comfortable.

It's just that the situations you have to deal with when sitting on it are not so pleasant.

Also seated nearby was the Assistant to the President for National Security Affairs, the president's most important personal adviser on national security affairs.

"Tell me," the President began. "What is the situation?"

He saw that the person who came to brief him was only a naval lieutenant commander, and wondered what the navy people were doing, as they did not look very reliable.