Chapter 450 Artificial Death
[Maintain speed and enter open water after five minutes. 】
[Attention all ships, ‘Operation Iron Curtain’ has officially started, and all units have entered the first level of combat readiness! 】
The fog is like lead clouds, covering the strait like an iron curtain.
Humanity's most complex naval weapon sailed across the sea level——
The USS Truman aircraft carrier, this 332-meter-long steel behemoth passed through the Iron Curtain
In a trance, people feel that this Iron Curtain was brought about by it.
Just appearing on the sea is enough to make people lose the idea of resistance.
Coastal residents, offshore fishermen, pirates in disguise.
No one would dare to fight against an aircraft carrier attack group. Everyone was afraid that this giant beast walking through the fog would suddenly show its fangs.
The uniform footsteps of the steel soldiers sounded on the deck.
Compared with the previous versions, this time the Iron Soldier has significantly increased the jet module, and its appearance has become more rounded. The streamlined appearance makes it easier for the robot, which weighs two to three hundred kilograms, to control its attitude in the air.
In addition to ordinary airborne robots that are closer to humans in size, there are also crawler robots that are comparable in size to tanks or even slightly better.
By saving space in the operating cabin, how much more ammunition can an armored unit of the same size have and how powerful a weapon can it be loaded with?
Soon they knew the answer.
The aircraft carrier logistics soldiers watched these robots boarding the aircraft and expressed emotion to their comrades:
"These iron guys are too fierce. I don't know who will suffer this time."
"Whatever, it's a good thing that I don't have to do it myself."
The two soldiers watched as all the soldiers who symbolized the strength of the Berry Kingdom boarded the plane. In the past, they were the ones who boarded the plane.
It feels so good to be able to lead the military without having to go to the front line.
Anyway, it’s not you who dies.
call--
The bow of the aircraft carrier broke through the thick fog, and the thick fog lingering on the ship quickly dissipated.
In front of you is a blue ocean, with the sun shining on the quiet water——
Soon there will be cannonballs raining down on the water.
[Takeoff permission is granted, and the red team begins ejection. 】
call!
The 30-ton aircraft was accelerated by steam to 300 kilometers per hour in two seconds. The fighter jet broke through the thick fog and flew into the sky!
However, the pilot on the plane seemed a little tired.
It’s not that I’m physically exhausted.
"When can you replace me?"
[Red One, mission confirmed, ground bombing, approaching the target. 】
Porsosa port area, afternoon, the market that has been busy all day begins to cool down.
When the fishermen returned, most of them complained that today's harvest was not very good, and there were not even commercial ships on the sea.
Motorcycles and small trucks passed through the streets. Many pedestrians were naked and had no shoes on. The smarter ones would use something woven from some kind of plant to cushion their feet.
Military policemen swaggered through the streets, thieves peeked around the streets, and real workers carried wooden boxes.
This is a poor port, but it is also an ordinary port. Criminals and civilians mix together. Sometimes they are criminals and sometimes they are civilians.
The man carrying a bag of fish held his daughter's hand and walked through the chaotic and dirty streets. When he saw his daughter curiously attracted by a child playing with some metal products on the roadside, he gave the child's hand a strong tug.
Who knew these guys weren't playing with grenades or bombs?
"Stop looking around and walk faster."
The little girl also lowered her head obediently - she would be beaten if she disobeyed.
Being beaten if you disobey is something that a little girl finds terrifying; but his uneducated old father knows that the consequences of disobedience can be worse than being beaten.
An ordinary day.
Until the dark sky, shadows flashed across the streets——
"It's a plane!"
boom--
The everlasting sea breeze no longer brings only the fishy smell of the ocean, this time, the wind is mixed with gunpowder smoke!
The metal creature that was faster than the sound flew across the sky, shattering the air and making a deafening sound!
Ding.
The men at the port had just sounded the alarm, and several missiles drew long arcs in the sky, hitting the towers and port offices!
boom!
A huge fireball shot into the sky, and the shock wave knocked people to the ground!
"Terrorist attack! There's another madman!"
Explosions and loud noises awakened people's fear of terrorist attacks, but this time, the attackers were far more powerful than the terrorists!
The burning tower rushed out of the black smoke and smashed into the dense crowd!
The confusion is washed away by fear. Who among the people who still have their lives here is not the lucky one?
No one stopped moving, but this time, the explosion was not that simple!
boom!
The port was directly blown up by some kind of bomb, and the military police who were still organizing their formation were directly blown into the sky!
The shock wave made it impossible for people to stand firm anymore, large crowds fell and trampled on them, and collapsed buildings fell straight down!
My father's mind went blank: slightly away from the port, he could see more.
A plane flew high in the sky and blew up their port, but there was more than one plane in the sky.
fear.
"run!"
The father lifted his daughter up with one hand and put her in his arms, but how could a person outrun a plane?
boom!
There was darkness after the loud noise, and when he opened his eyes again, all the dilapidated houses were in ruins.
The smell of flames, black smoke, severed limbs, blood and explosives mixed together.
This is what death smells like.
Click.
The little girl held her father's hand, but a falling rock fell on the spot, smashing the man's head into pulp.
In the ruins, a black man holding an AK limped under the eaves.
"Hey! Girl! Run!"
boom!
Another bomb fell, and the black man instinctively crouched down to avoid splinters and falling rocks.
He looks like a robber, and he has indeed been a pirate, but he is also one of the few "regular soldiers" in this port.
As a regular soldier, he can do whatever he wants here and have enough to eat every day.
But as a regular soldier, he should probably maintain order.
But now he can't think of any resistance at all:
He can stand up to someone who stands in front of him and threatens his life.
But how could he resist something so completely incomprehensible?
Defying the bombers was to him like defying Death itself.
Whoosh——
He turned to look at the port, and saw a rocket whizzing past the ruins, shooting into the sea and sky, hitting the sea surface, and sinking into the sea silently.
In the sky, an armed transport plane passed by and dropped something
boom!
The steel soldier crashed into the street, and the fragments smashed the soldier's chest into a bloody mess.
[Jarvis: The landing is complete, the ground condition is stable, and we are ready to occupy it. 】
The sensor collection surface with the red light flashing turned to the man who had not yet completely expired and looked at the AK47 in his hand.
[Local infantry found, number 1, armed with rifles. 】
【Executing. 】
Someone who could resist appeared in front of him, but there was only one thought left in the eyes of this dying man:
It turns out this is what the God of Death looks like.
Looks artificial.
[Jarvis: No strong resistance was encountered. The bombing was very thorough. It is expected that Posasso will be completely occupied within 2 hours. 】
[Jarvis: The attack on Hobia Port will officially begin in 30 minutes. 】
[Jarvis: The Truman is continuing to move to its next deployment location. 】
"Great, great."
As the steel soldiers are deployed, the red battle map gradually turns green, symbolizing complete occupation.
Roxon Petroleum Company, CEO Dario felt happy instantly:
This is what he should enjoy.
He is not interested in beautiful women, but he likes to achieve his goals step by step.
This is what men should do - take charge of everything.
He walked directly to the screen and opened his hands:
"I really want to kiss you hard, but you're an AI. What a shame. You're even more efficient than Tony!"
[Jarvis: No, I am just the auxiliary AI that assists Mr. Stark. He can do all this better than me. 】
"Haha. Are you saying that Tony is a more powerful murderer than you? Don't talk about it. The robot won't suddenly lose control this time, right?"
[Jarvis: I have detected additional network attacks, but don’t worry, everything is still within the safe zone. 】
"Bravo." Dario sat back on the big sofa.
If given the choice, he would even want to mobilize the entire Berry Army to occupy Africa.
But alas, he couldn't.
Only by holding the President of Berry Country card can he mobilize such a powerful military force. If he does this kind of thing too early, he may not be able to hold this card firmly.
"Short-sighted, too short-sighted." Dalio shook his head. "Eight-year term is too short. It makes this country short-sighted. What big things can it accomplish?"
As he spoke, he contacted the candidate he sponsored.
[Recipient: Secretary of State Barnes]
[Dario: We won! Maybe I should call you President Barnes now! 】
[Barnes: The election is not over yet. 】
[Dario: No, no, sir, if people just sit at home, drink afternoon tea and eat desserts, and news of victory comes one after another, no one will reject such a future. 】
[Dario: Are you ready for your speech at the party congress? 】
[Dario: We are going to have a heroic president. 】
[Dario: A powerful president who makes people sit at home and enjoy victory, takes soldiers off the battlefield, and makes the country prosperous. 】
[Barnes: I don’t usually pop the champagne at halftime, but you’re right, I should prepare my speech. 】
