Chapter 1413 - Besiege In The Desert (1/2)
Deep into the Nevada Desert, a row of desert-camouflaged SUVs came from afar, avoided two hills covered by loess, and stopped outside a military base under the hills. The rusty iron gate looked as if it had been deserted for many years. By the amount of sand trapped under the tarp, it appeared that no one had visited this place for a long time.
When the convoy approached the military base, the vehicles began to slow down.
At this moment, a gust of wind that carried sand blew by. In just a blink of an eye, soldiers wearing desert camouflage stood around the convoy. They raised their rifles and surrounded the SUVs.
The convoy stopped.
The door of the second SUV opened and a military boot stepped onto the ground. He showed his identity card to the nearest soldier. The soldier didn’t make any movement except for a red light that flashed in the center of the tactical eyepiece under the brim of his Bennie’s hat.
After the soldier identified the code on the graphene card, the rifles pointed at the convoy all lowered. Colonel Ross put away his graphene card, narrowed his eyes, scanned the group of soldiers, and said.
“Where is Colonel McCarthy, get him to see me.”
“Here.” Colonel McCarthy, who wore a beret, stepped out and walked up to the officer. He raised his hand and performed a standard military salute.
Although the two were both colonels in military ranks, one was serving in the Department of Defense while the other was a commissioned officer of the frontline forces. Colonel Ross came here with the order of the Department of Defense and could be considered as his superior. Therefore, he had no problem saluting first.
Colonel Ross responded with a salute, then looked at the military base behind him and nodded.
“How is the preparation?”
“The West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center is already under our control, and the only insider is also under our control,” McCarthy replied seriously.
“Very good.” Colonel Ross nodded and stared at McCarthy. Then he paused for a moment before he continued, “Congress has already discussed this matter. Since those stubborn conservative forces are ready to stop us from moving into the future, then we will sweep them into the tomb of history together with the rubbish of the wasteland. Your task now is to include the entire California in the coverage of the weather weapon and implement an indiscriminate strategic strike.”
“Roger,” Colonel McCarthy replied in a cold and emotionless state.
“The combat order has been issued. I want to know when this thing will be ready.” Colonel Ross said while he raised his chin and looked at the alloy door inlaid on the side of the hill behind the military base.
“It depends on when the fuel rods will be delivered.” Colonel McCarthy then asked, “How is the dismantling of that batch of nuclear weapons?”
“A hundred 20mm nuclear fusion cores have been removed and they will be sent here soon,” Colonel Ross responded.
“That’s enough.” The upturned corner of his mouth showed cruelness and viciousness, Colonel McCarthy said, “A category six hurricane will be more than enough to shred their defense-”
Before he could finish his sentence, a scream suddenly came from the sky.
The two of them were taken aback by the noise and looked up.
However, just halfway through the motion, shrapnel blasted and dazzling light exploded. Dark smoke then diffused at the entrance of the military base along with the fire. Unprepared, the two soldiers who stood next to the checkpoint were blown to pieces by the incoming shells. One of them entered into a coma and was immediately in an undetermined state.
McCarthy reflexively took two steps back, raised his sleeves to cover his face, and stared at the blown checkpoint, then his pupils suddenly constricted.
Mortars!