Chapter 1960
The Secret Hidden Within the Hellish United States!
Chapter 1960 The Secret Hidden Within the Hellish United States!
Border Port No. 4, a military-controlled area.
Rebil was carefully reviewing the intelligence that had just been sent from Chabro, while Brad stood in front of him awaiting instructions.
After a long while, Rebil handed the documents in his hand to Brad.
"Captain Brad, you should take a look! This is truly an extraordinary event! The Americas are indeed blessed with unique advantages!"
Listening to Rebil's reflections, Brad quickly skimmed through the document and then pondered for a moment.
"General. This might be an operation to cover for Neo Zeon and Death Vanguard."
Rebil gradually revealed a satisfied smile, stroking his beard and praising him.
"Heh. It really is a world of young people now. Brad, do you know? Before this document was even delivered to me, that old fox Gop mentioned something to me. Your Colonel Ming of Punishment also guessed the same thing, and even asked us to play along and send a fleet into distant orbit to coordinate with the Earth Federation's military exercises on the ground for a good show."
Brad was initially puzzled, but he soon understood what He Ming meant by making this decision.
"Colonel Ming means to make this fleet serve as Earth's last line of defense?"
"Hmm. Colonel Ming speculates that Neo Zeon is very likely to repeat its old trick and drop an asteroid toward Earth. At the same time, Colonel Ming is also worried that while Neo Zeon is dropping an asteroid toward Earth, Death Vanguard will also take action to cooperate with Neo Zeon's plan, or use the help brought by Neo Zeon's plan to achieve its hidden true purpose."
"What is the true purpose of the Death Vanguard?"
Brad was somewhat puzzled.
Judging from the actions of the Death Vanguard on Border 4, the other side intends to occupy Border 4 and turn it into the foundation of their own power.
These speculations were all derived from intelligence gathered by Brad during this period, as well as from various pieces of evidence handed over by political figures who had been bribed by the Death Vanguard when they confessed their crimes.
However, judging from Rebil's attitude, the truth here seems to be more complex than simply occupying Border 4 and declaring the establishment of a nation.
"Hmm. It's still in the speculation stage at the moment, and there's no solid evidence to prove it. In this regard, I suggest that we help Miss Cecily find her mother. Perhaps we can get some information about the Death Vanguard Ironface from her."
"Yes! General!"
After accepting the task, Brad turned and left.
After everything was arranged, Rebil looked at the slowly ticking hands on his watch, fell into deep thought, and finally murmured something.
"Now, it's a matter of who is more easily deceived."
Amidst the snow-covered landscape and biting winds, the heavy-forked marine USS Nicosia once again led its fleet northward along the coastline, reaching the White Collar Strait, heading towards the northernmost point of America—no, it should now be called the United States of Hell, the land where the former Yukon base was located.
Several MS squads, having completed their cold-weather combat adaptations by stepping on flight ramps, dispersed in all directions, patrolling back and forth, keeping a close watch on any potential enemies.
In the operations room of the Nicosia, the atmosphere was similarly highly focused.
"Gentlemen, I believe you are all aware of the establishment of the Hellish Federation. Now, the mission of my fleet is to head to White Collar Strait to find any key points that may provide us with intelligence, and even try methods such as fire reconnaissance."
Gisele Albert carried out the battle deployment according to He Ming's instructions.
From the day the Marine Corps arrived at Whitecollar Strait, it was tasked with finding crucial intelligence and attempting to cross the Strait to reach the Hellish United States and conduct guerrilla warfare. This was an extremely difficult mission, but also one that offered the potential for greater resources and support.
Because from the day this marine fleet arrives at White Collar Strait, more than a dozen spy satellites in different orbits will assist its operations, helping the marine fleet monitor the surrounding area and provide early warnings of potential enemies in the vicinity.
The closer you get to the Arctic Circle, the sparser the population becomes.
Even though this fleet of marines makes quite a commotion when it sails, it is nothing compared to the sparsely populated, life-threatening areas near the Arctic Circle, where human life may not be seen for months at a time.
What should this marine fleet do after arriving in the United States of Hell?
We'll have to see what kind of miracles Gisele Albert's marine fleet can create.
As for He Ming, he did not follow the land battleship, but chose to disembark and rendezvous with the Garuda.
There is no other reason.
The Garuda, which was high in the sky, suddenly received an encrypted communication of unknown origin with even more ambiguous content.
According to CIC's analysis, it should be one of the encrypted communication channels that Theodore previously submitted.
Under CIC's reconstruction, the encrypted communication signal was quickly cracked, but its contents remained a mystery.
"Chief, quickly... quickly lead everyone... away from here... there's a monster here... a dragon... a winged black dragon is coming..."
Amid the screams, there seemed to be another roar of unknown origin.
The roar of unknown origin was also processed by CIC and placed in a separate file for easy reference by He Ming and Kenneth.
"Roar!!"
Kenneth kept fiddling with the slightly clearer, processed roar, as if trying to glean something from it, but unfortunately, he couldn't remember whether he had ever heard the sound before.
"A bear? A wild animal? It seems like there are only bears on America's side, right?"
"No, I'm afraid it's just as the signal said, a black dragon with wings."
He Ming stroked his chin, carefully trying to discern the roar, but clearly...
No.
He Ming did indeed have some recollection of that roar.
Or perhaps, he had heard a similar roar long ago.
When exactly?
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck He Ming.
Within that flash of light, a red dragon, stretching across the sky and rampaging through the sea of clouds, appeared in He Ming's mind.
"Olissis, the Overlord of the Sky? No, he couldn't possibly be here. If America could summon the Overlord of the Sky, she wouldn't need to resort to these petty tricks."
After He Ming secretly rejected the possibility of Olissis, the Overlord of the Sky, his thoughts began to wander.
A black dragon that has some connection to Oliessis, the ruler of the heavens, but is not one of Oliessis's servants...
It seems there really is such a goal!
(End of this chapter)