novelslam Chapter 156 Feel The Power Of China!
Chapter 156 Feel The Power Of China!
Chapter 156 Feel the power of China!
The fireball still hadn't dissipated, and Dad's eyes returned to the drone.
The drone had passed through the clouds, flew high into the sky again, and disappeared from human sight.
However, everyone present could accept such a result, but Dad could not.
Why!
He didn't figure it out.
Looking at the fire that was still burning, he ignored the dryness of his lips and throat and shouted crazily to the sky: "The Chinese are here, and this is your goal!"
Leng Feng looked at his father who was already crazy, and just said to him: "Stop shouting, it won't listen to you."
Dad moved frantically in Leng Feng's direction.
"Why?"
"Why?"
Both of Dad's arms were hanging limply by his sides, which looked very scary.
But Leng Feng didn't feel sorry for "627" at all.
This man is a real madman, a madman who is willing to sacrifice anyone for the crazy American dream in his heart.
Dr. Chen of China and many civilians in Jibuti died in his hands. This man lived in the war and will die in the war.
This is his only destination and the only arrangement Huayuan has given him.
"You want to know why?"
Leng Feng looked at his father and found that he nodded with difficulty.
"To be honest, that drone belongs to China."
Finished speaking.
In an instant, there was only blank space in Zheng's mind.
Complete blank.
There were no thoughts left in his mind, only his own failure and his inability to face reality.
The American dream in his heart was shattered at this moment.
China?
"This is impossible!"
"you are lying!"
Dad roared like crazy.
He does not believe that this is a fact. It is impossible for China to have such a weapon, and it is impossible for China to have the ability to challenge the authority of the United States. This is simply a lie!
"How is it possible that the Chinese military has the American Reaper drone? This is simply impossible!"
The Reaper drone is the key equipment for the United States to dominate the world and will not appear in the Huayuan military at all.
Is it possible for China to imitate products based on their appearance alone?
impossible!
If this kind of thing is possible, then China's military has already caught up with, or even surpassed, the United States!
Leng Feng sneered twice when he heard this.
"It is true that the Chinese military does not have your American drones, but it does not rule out that others do.
As he spoke, Leng Feng looked at the sky, where there seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at this place.
“This Death———— belongs to a Chinese.”
"Including the cloud bomb just now, too!"
Dad's face turned frightened. Although he was a mercenary in name, his position in C1A was actually very high.
He also knew about the emergence of the M1A2 in Iraq, which was also the signature of the Americans.
Now, the God of Death has appeared again!
He could only choose to believe.
The person who caused the Americans to stumble twice was basically the same person!
Seeing that his father was still looking up at the clouds, Leng Feng knew what he had in mind, so he said, "Where are your missiles waiting?"
Dad was shocked again by Leng Feng's words.
"I also know your trump card, America's battle ax, right?" Leng Feng said in an extremely casual tone.
"It's a pity that you don't know the Chinese man's trump card." He looked at his father with an expression full of pity, "The missile launched by the United States has been intercepted midway."
Dad looked at Leng Feng in disbelief, "You lied!"
Dad gritted his teeth, only to receive Leng Feng's casual answer.
"Don't you know whether I lie or not?"
Dad originally had a glimmer of hope in his heart. If the missile could land accurately here, then these Chinese pig expats could be buried with him, but now, this hope is gone.
"No way, this is simply not true!"
"You Chinese pigs are not even worthy of licking the toes of Americans. What qualifications do you have to talk nonsense here!"
Leng Feng has no patience with his father. It is better for this lunatic to get on his way as soon as possible.
"If I guess correctly, the Tomahawk should have taken off from the US military base in Jibuti. You can estimate how long it will take for the missile to get here.
After saying that, Leng Feng saw his father's expression become stunned.
Because my father clearly remembered that the US army sent him a message after launching missiles.
At this moment, his satellite phone suddenly rang.
Dad's whole body fell into the ice cellar. He knew that this phone call might prove what this Chinese special forces soldier said.
He wanted to answer the call, but both his arms were seriously injured, and Leng Feng did not intend to give him another chance.
"Do you still think you, the United States, can control everything?"
Leng Feng's tone suddenly became extremely cold, like a thousand-year ice cellar...
"Actually, you Americans are nothing!"
His body moved and he ran towards his father.
Dad's body could only hold on and not fall down, but he couldn't make any counterattack.
"Do you still think that you, the United States, can change the rules arbitrarily and blow up Chinese people at will, and then either find someone to take the blame, or make an understatement and bomb it by mistake?"
Leng Feng's fist had already hit his father's face.
"This world is no longer the same as before!"
He retracted his fist, and all the muscles in his body rose.
"Now let you experience the power that belongs to Huayuan!!
Bang!
Plop!
Dad fell.
He died with his last regret, and the idea in his heart of witnessing the dominance of the United States was shattered.
Before he died, there was only one doubt in his mind.
That Chinese arms dealer, how many trump cards does he have?
In the American military base, the camp commander and a lieutenant colonel were waiting anxiously, but there was no response from Dad.
About ten minutes ago, the location record of the missile on their fire control radar disappeared, and the last location it appeared was the inner harbor of the Tadjoura River.
In order to find out what happened, they used all means, even using the United States' GP$ satellite.
The purpose is to find out where their missile 3.7 went.
Could it be that it was intercepted?
It seemed like the only explanation was this, but he couldn't believe it.
Was it possible that the U.S. Tomahawk missile was intercepted in Black Africa?
He needed to ask.
"Sir, I think it may be due to geomagnetic anomalies. After all, there are many metal mines here." A young American officer said.
He still couldn't believe that in this land abandoned by the world, there would be people capable of intercepting Tomahawk missiles.
"Sir, satellite images show that a large-scale explosion occurred at the intended target location of our attack!"
"Are you sure it was the effect of our missile attack?" the lieutenant colonel asked.
"No." The communications officer's face turned pale.
"That's a cloud bomb!"
The lieutenant colonel's face turned pale instantly.
Cloud bomb?
Could it be that China took action?