Chapter 294: Bullets in Tactics
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
As the ch activated and dashed toward Syria, it drew the world’s attention to this spectacle.
Initially, everyone was a bit confused, unsure of the situation.
But then Iran broadcasted a ssage through a loudspeaker, making an announcent for all to hear.
That certainly got the world’s attention.
Countries uninvolved in the affair began to relax, grabbing snacks and drinks to watch the drama unfold from the comfort of their hos.
However, the countries directly involved were far from relaxed, especially Arica, or, more specifically, its inhabitants that wielded imnse wealth and influence.
They controlled many news outlets and dia organizations, including Hollywood, behind the scenes.
Back when the Middle East Coalition attacked them, they even managed to get Arican’s Fifth Fleet pilots to fight on their behalf.
One can imagine the extent of their influence in Arica; it was truly sky-high. A country only 1.5 tis the size of Jing City, yet it occupied Syria.
Without Arican backing over the years, their nation would have long been overrun by the Middle East Coalition’s affluent forces.
Now, knowing that Iran was targeting Syria, they were panicking.
They imdiately contacted Arican high command for assistance, while also preparing their own defenses.
In just fifty minutes, Congress approved a weapons lease contract at record speed.
They leased over seventy fighter jets, including F-22S and F-35s, and even B-2 stealth bombers, to the Arican residents. These jets were sent directly by their pilots.
But this was just the facade. In reality, Arican pilots were virtually fighting on their behalf, leasing out not just the planes but the pilots too.
The jets took off from Arican overseas bases, flying to a military airport just outside Damascus City.
There, they ard themselves with weapons and ammunition before taking off again, heading towards the ch over a thousand kiloters away.
At that mont, the running ch suddenly halted.
The next second, its rear electric propulsion engines shut down, and it stood still, the red glow in its eyes fading away.
Simultaneously, Ah Mu, who was controlling the ch, found that no matter how he tried, the ch wouldn’t respond.
Just as he thought there was a malfunction, a projection window appeared before him.
Usage ti expired. Would you like to recharge?”
Stunned and brought back to reality by the cold prompt, Ah Mu realized the urgency of recharging.
Recharge at 500 million USD per hour?
By the Almighty, whoever devised this should be condemned.
“Your Holiness, our ti with the ch has expired,” Ah Mu reported to the Pope.
“Usage ti expired…”
Truth be told, Ah Nei was tempted to curse.
They hadn’t engaged the ch in combat, rely controlled its movent.
Was this also tid?
“Contact Crimson. Tell them we reject their unreasonable terms. We’ll pay only when in combat.”
Imdiately, his order was relayed to Crimson.
But within a minute, the ssenger returned.
“What did Crimson say?”
“They refuse. They say if we don’t follow the contract, they’ll seize our deposit and terminate the agreent.”
“Damn bloodsuckers, heretics…”
After a round of cursing, just as Ah Nei was about to arrange the transfer, Ah
Mu reported that the ch’s radar had detected enemy fighter jets.
Hearing this, Ah Nei swallowed his words about the transfer.
He decided to wait and see if the ch could withstand the attack of the fighter jet’s missiles.
After all, they were not in control of the ch at the mont.
Any damage wouldn’t be their responsibility.
Better to play it safe for now.
At this ti, all eyes were fixed on the motionless ch, seemingly defenseless.
“All fighters, launch two missiles each.”
“Roger that.”
Dozens of F-22 fighter jets simultaneously opened their bays, targeting and firing missiles at the ch.
68 missiles swiftly hod in on the ch.
But as they neared, their trajectories altered, diverted away by an unseen force.
The missiles’ chips, upon laser detection of their distance from the target, activated their warheads and detonated.
Boom, boom, boom…
68 missiles exploded, surrounding the ch in a halo of fire and smoke.
A breeze blew through, the smoke cleared, and the ch stood there unscathed.
Its surface was unmarred, not even a scratch on its paint.
Witnessing this, everyone watching inhaled sharply in disbelief.
Such resilience…
Even a battleship would have struggled to stay afloat under such an assault, let alone taking damage.
Yet this seemingly frail ch remained undamaged.
“How’s the ch?” Ah Nei inquired about the ch’s status from the underground base.
“No damage whatsoever,” Ah Mu responded.
“Quick, arrange a transfer of 3.5 billion USD,” Ah Nei imdiately ordered.
3-5 billran USD would secure 7 hours of ch usage.
With Ah Mu controlling the ch, and over a thousand kiloters still to cover to reach Syria, it would take about six hours.
According to his calculation, the remaining hour would be sufficient to lay waste to Syria.
If more ti was needed, they would extend the lease, but the ch couldn’t be left idle halfway.
Master, the Iranians have made the paynt.”
-Alright, then resu their remote control and start the countdown,” Tang Rui
instructed upon hearing Red Lotus’s report.
Still thinking about not paying?
What a joke.
This ch wasn’t just any object; it couldn’t be abandoned anywhere. If pushed to the limit, he could directly control the ch to demolish the Iranian base.
With the remote control restored, Ah Mu resud controlling the ch, charging towards Syria.
As for the Arican fighter jets, after launching two rounds of missiles, they beca re observers.
At most, they served as scouts, watching the ch’s movents.
But there wasn’t much to observe.
Its route was clear, and its speed steady.
In 6 hours and 12 minutes, the ch would reach Syria – a fact laid bare for all to see.
The only question was how to counter this threat.
Master, Lin Chao is requesting communication. Shall I connect?”
“Connect him.”
Tang Rui accepted Lin Chao’s call, expecting so directive, but it was just an inquiry.
He was asked about the ch’s condition and its ability to withstand other weapons.
“Don’t worry, it’s all under control.”
“That’s good. By the way, the chairman of an Arican news conglorate
wants to contact you.”
“Ignore him.”
“Understood.”
After ending the call, Tang Rui continued to enjoy the show.
As for the one wanting to contact him, surely it was soone from the Elder Council of the Arican residents.
But what did that have to do with him?
They had nothing he wanted.
Money?
Was he lacking it?
Their strongest card was their wealth, but for him, that was insignificant.
Rather than making money, he preferred to be entertained, so there was no point in engaging further.
After Tang Rui rejected the communication request, Congress decided to deploy more potent weapons.
Influenced by financial incentives, Arica dispatched a B-2 stealth bomber
ard with a tactical nuke towards the ch..
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