Chapter 713 Fireworks in a Chaotic Era

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As the capital of the United States, the Federation City had always been a place of peace, order and democracy in the hearts of the American people since its establishment. All of this had been done best in this city, at least on the surface.

Therefore, even when war broke out, the people had never panicked. Their food, clothing, and daily necessities did not seem to have changed much. To them, the outbreak of war was nothing more than a topic of conversation. In their spare time, they discussed the situation of the war, deduced when the war would end, and then? And then what else? The strength of the United States was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Eighty percent of the Americans subconsciously had a kind of nationalist plot. Divine Continent Empire was also a super power, but compared to the United States, there was still a gap. Therefore, most of the people in the United States did not worry about what would happen after the defeat.

No worries, no fears. That's why order can continue to be stable.

Even if the White House issued a martial law order for the entire city, it did not make these ordinary people feel that something was wrong. The cruelty and ruthlessness of the enemy had already spread throughout the United States. Under such circumstances, the entire city was under martial law and the security of the city was strengthened. On the contrary, the people felt that the government cared about their safety.

However, this feeling of peace of mind was completely shattered this afternoon.

On the day of the ceremony, it was originally a time of national excitement, but the commoners living in Federation City were keenly aware that this city was unusual.

The atmosphere unknowingly changed, becoming grim and murderous.

As the ceremony ended, military trucks filled with soldiers appeared on the streets of Federation City. It rained heavily in the capital. This afternoon, the streets of Federation City seemed to be filled with military trucks.

This is a phenomenon that is bizarre enough to be felt by any civilian.

Then there was the mad slaughter at St. Mary's Hospital.

Residents nearby were the first to discover the helllike interior of the bloody St Mary's Hospital, The news quickly spread throughout Federation City. Someone was planning to upload the pictures to the Internet, but they were surprised to find that all the civilian networks had been marked as temporarily unusable. Only then did the civilians, who had always been calm, finally feel a trace of panic.

Everyone knew that war had begun in this city. The passing military vehicles and the tragedy at St. Mary's Hospital could be said to be evidence.

But now, there was nothing they could do, and they went out to protest?

Under the city's martial law, a large-scale protest was originally illegal. Even if it wasn't illegal, who would dare to rashly go out when they knew that the war was going on?

They could only wait, wait for the end of the war, wait for news of victory.

Then...

They're waiting for the helicopter!

More than a hundred helicopters appeared in groups in the air. The cold and bloody aura of the helicopters spread throughout the city. The rotor whistles vibrated in the city, and the fleet flew at full speed over the Federation City District like a large cloud.

The whole city became even more panicked.

This time, everyone knew that, from the looks of it, there were countless military trucks inside the Military Army that did not seem to have solved the problem, so much so that the Military Army had no choice but to send out air forces.

In other words, at least until now, the war situation was not good for the United States.

Some people had already begun to prepare to escape from the city, and many others were dumbfounded as they watched the fleet of planes fly away, unable to utter a single word.

"What a spectacular sight."

The howls of hundreds of helicopter gunships gradually approached. In a corner of the Federal City District, a young man in a white suit narrowed his eyes as he looked at the approaching fleet and sighed softly.

'"Master, I dare to use my reputation to guarantee that you will see an even more spectacular scene next. Perhaps the entire world will see this even more spectacular scene. Civilians, high officials, and soldiers will all witness this. They are all lucky fellows, because the scenes they are fortunate to see are all caused by your decision, Master."

A tall and sturdy black tower-like man grinned. His skin was dark and his white teeth seemed to shine with cold light.

"Oh, Guild Leader Tamak, of course I believe in your promise. After all, standing here and suspecting you is equivalent to suspecting myself."

The white-clothed young man smiled as he turned around and whispered. He appeared in front of the black man. It was a young, yet not frivolous, yellow face of the East. He was more than half a head taller than the black Tamark, but standing in front of Tamark, he had an indescribable uprightness and masculinity.

This was a very handsome eastern beauty, both in the east and west. He pointed at the approaching fleet of airplanes and smiled with a sharp and flamboyant killing intent, "Tamak, tell me, how much time do you need to deal with these big toys in the air?"

"Five minutes, no more than ten minutes. Tamak will never disappoint Master!"

The black man smiled sinisterly and said, his expression gloomy and cruel and filled with fanaticism.

"Very good, we can count now. Ten minutes, that is, before seven o'clock. I hope you can keep your promise."

The young man looked at his watch and directly turned around, "I won't participate in the next round. Let's go first. I'll wait for you at the base of the Barrier Armored Legion. Don't make me wait too long. You know, my patience has always been bad."

Tamak's enormous body trembled slightly, and his tone became even more respectful. "I understand that I will definitely complete the mission within the specified time."

"Come on, my Guild Leader."

The white-clothed young man lazily waved his hand and boarded an eighty percent new Cadillac. The car started and directly walked away on the empty streets.

Tamak waited until the figure of the vehicle completely disappeared from his sight before slowly straightening up.

In the air, the huge fleet of planes was getting closer and closer.

One hundred meters, eighty meters, fifty meters.

"Everyone, prepare!"

Tamak's expression became solemn and icy cold. "The US air force is about to enter the attack range. Hurry up and kill them. I promised Master to finish the battle within ten minutes. Young men, don't embarrass me!"

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

A clear and powerful response sounded, full of confidence.

Tamak smiled and his eyes became fanatical again.

...

Killing intent surged on the ground, and battle intent rose in midair as well.

Hundreds of helicopter gunships traveled at full speed through the heavy rain with the sound of wind that could be heard in almost half of the Federation City, In the middle of the group, in the cockpit of a pitch-black helicopter, a colonel pilot who was piloting the plane was about to connect to the St. Mary's Hospital when the walkie-talkie suddenly rang in the cockpit.

The hurried voice caused the colonel to frown, but he did not hesitate at all. He picked up the walkie-talkie and answered with a dignified tone, "I am Captain Lambert. My troops and I are approaching St. Mary's Hospital. We expect to arrive at the battlefield in about two minutes. The squadron is ready to join the battle immediately!"

His calm and dignified voice carried a trace of pride that he hadn't even noticed.

He knew very well what this power in his hand represented. It completely represented the firepower that could make the enemy unable to retaliate.

Colonel Lambeer despised the fact that fifty thousand ground troops had failed to stop a dozen men, but at the same time felt fortunate that this was his opportunity.

As long as they appeared on the battlefield in time, he would become the savior of Federation City and even the entire United States.

He would become a hero worshipped by countless people, and he would obtain a badge that he had never dared to hope for before, and obtain great honor and a bright future.

Colonel?

This rank, which had accompanied him for nearly ten years, almost made him vomit.

After this war, he would at least become a major general of the US army, perhaps a lieutenant general?

Oh, this is wonderful.

Lieutenant General, this was the same rank as the commander of the Barrier Armored Legion.

Perhaps he could become one of the main leaders of the U.S. Air Force in the future.

This is really...

A rude and irritated voice suddenly sounded, interrupting all of Colonel Lambeer's fantasies.

"Colonel Lambeer, I am President Yurisses. Now I order your troops to immediately turn to the base of the Barrier Armored Legion. Hurry, this is an order!"

Return to base! ?

Lambert's heart trembled and he subconsciously roared, "No! I can't understand such an order. My troops will arrive at the scene soon. None of those damned enemies will be able to escape. Mr. President, you can't deprive us of the chance to make a contribution. This is unfair to the air force!"

"Idiot! Lambert, you idiot!"

On the other end of the walkie-talkie, Yurisses cursed, "Barrier Armored Legion bases are under attack, Someone wants to get the equipment from the base. You bastard, immediately turn around. You know how many troops there are on the base. They can't stop the enemy at all. Go back, immediately. Protect the Barrier Armored Legion. As long as you can do this, I will personally award you the Guardian Medal. Go back immediately! ! "!"

Guardian Medal.

This could be said to be one of the most dazzling medals in the Military Air Patrol System.

Lambert's eyes lit up as he took a deep breath and said, "Yes, President, I understand. I will carry out my orders immediately and return to the base at full speed."

He cut off communications and adjusted the internal channels of the air force. "Boys, our base is under attack now. The enemy is actually focusing their attention on the base's arsenal. The president wants us to return immediately. Now, all helicopters are turning around and flying back to the base at full speed!" He shouted.

"Damn, you bastard!"

"These lunatics, are they daydreaming?"

"You actually dare to think of an arsenal?"

"Too naive."

Inside the walkie-talkie, a cold breath sounded. Almost every member of the air force expressed their shock and ridicule to varying degrees.

"Cut the crap, now, return!"

Colonel Lambert snorted coldly and turned off the walkie-talkie. In the cockpit where the other helicopters couldn't see him, the colonel squinted and smiled. "Although it's a different battlefield, I'll get what I deserve," he whispered to himself.

"Boom!"

A dull and shrill voice suddenly rang out.

At the center of the fleet, a black cloud suddenly rose up. Countless dense black fragments spread out crazily. As the rotors rotated, tiny fragments spread to almost every helicopter.

Before the colonel's smile disappeared, the helicopter he was in suddenly crashed down.

"This is …"

The colonel's pupils suddenly contracted. "Magnetic powder! This is powder from a high-strength magnet. Damn it, where did this come from? Damn it, damn it, we're under attack. Stabilize, stabilize!!"

Large amounts of magnetic particles directly affected the stability of the fuselage and the rotation of the rotor, especially the several helicopters in the center. The helicopters that could barely stabilize the fuselage also began to stagger downwards.

The entire air force channel was in chaos.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

On the ground, an intense rumble suddenly sounded.

Like countless fireworks rising into the sky, fireworks soared into the sky.

Countless rockets and grenades flew out from the ground and rooftops, carrying an icy aura of death as they flew towards the fleet of planes in the air.

In the rain, one helicopter after another exploded and fell. In despair, Lambert gritted his teeth and suddenly screamed, "Parachute!"

The fuselage exploded and fell, and countless soldiers parachuted into the sky, parachuting into pieces.

The unique frequency of the sniper rifle sounded at the same time as the bazooka.

One umbrella after another broke in the air, and blood flowed everywhere.

The damaged fuselage and corpses fell from the sky one after another. With explosions, all the buildings beneath the fleet suffered a devastating blow.

Fireworks in chaotic times were originally more colorful than fireworks in prosperous times.

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