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Chapter 372 What the hell! How bored are the people of Great Xia to plant trees?
The secretary, standing to the side, spoke without expression.
"Sir, I must remind you."
"We have no way to deal with Great Xia right now, and you have no right to do so."
In short, it was like a bucket of cold water poured over Mars's head.
He opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but found himself unable to.
Yes.
What can the current United States do about Great Xia?
Surface facilities were completely destroyed, the interception system was no longer in existence, and the missile launchers were reduced to scrap metal.
Even if the United States knew that the nuclear war was all a conspiracy by the Great Xia, and was extremely angry, what could they do?
Counterattack immediately?
God will indeed bless the Eagle Kingdom, but the Great Xia is sending them to meet God.
God seemed quite pleased, so He allowed the Great Xia's conspiracy to succeed, and the nuclear war broke out smoothly.
Clearly, Mars didn't want to see God.
Of course, this does not mean that the United Kingdom is completely without the ability to retaliate at this moment.
They can transport missiles from inside the city to the surface and then launch them.
But what about Great Xia?
Do they have interception capabilities?
Mars didn't know.
He dared not gamble.
If the gamble fails, utter destruction awaits the United States.
Now that the United States has exhausted all its nuclear weapons, it can only launch conventional missiles.
Of the 100 missiles, Great Xia could intercept at least 90.
But what about the United States? If the Great Xia launches a hundred missiles, the United States can only bear the consequences.
After a hundred of these, it's uncertain whether Great Xia will be affected, but Eagle Country will definitely be in trouble.
Mars took a deep breath, suppressing the pent-up anger in his heart, and growled:
"Zoom in on the image."
"I need to see clearly what that is!"
The technician retrieved the last frame of the drone before it was shot down and began image processing.
Sharpening, noise reduction, and color enhancement.
A few minutes later, the processed image appeared on the big screen.
The technician's voice was somewhat hesitant.
"Based on the current footage..."
"That... is a tree."
Mars' eyes widened, and he turned his head sharply.
"What did you say?"
The technician swallowed hard and pointed at the screen.
"The trunk, the branches, and the glowing parts..."
"Judging from the outline, it does indeed look like a tree."
Mars stared at the blurry green light and shadow on the screen, his mind a complete mess.
"Dog shit."
"How could a tree possibly glow?"
The technician dared not speak.
Mars looked at the screen and found it increasingly absurd.
"Damn it, these damned Great Xia people are celebrating Christmas too?"
"They even put lights on the tree to make it look like a Christmas tree?"
He sneered, his tone full of sarcasm.
"Fake! Isn't that our holiday?"
"And, to build Christmas trees on the ground so soon after a global nuclear war breaks out?"
How bored are the people of Great Xia?
"The outside is full of nuclear radiation and nuclear fallout!"
"Why not just spend Christmas in the dungeon?"
He was cursing loudly while his mind raced.
Things are never that simple.
The Great Xia wouldn't be so bored as to put up a Christmas tree in the wasteland for fun.
That thing must be haunted.
Mars turned around and gave the order in a deep voice.
"Keep sending drones."
"Go and investigate."
"I need to find out what that is."
The technician immediately took action.
Another drone takes off.
This time, Mars stared at the screen the entire time without blinking.
The drone flew for less than five minutes—
"Sizzle—"
The video feed cut off again.
Inside the command center, there was a deathly silence.
Mars clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles made a "crackling" sound.
He wished he could launch missiles right now and completely blast the underground city of Great Xia to smithereens!
But he cannot, and he is not capable of doing so; Parliament will not agree.
Once war breaks out, the Eagle Nation will have no hope of returning to the surface and will become a rat that never sees the light of day.
He had just appeased the parliament and those tycoons, and analyzed that it was the Great Xia itself that launched the first nuclear missile, so the fault did not lie with him.
In addition, he sacrificed most of his resources and wealth to retain his position as consul.
If he loses his position and the protection of his identity, he may very well be taken advantage of.
He doesn't want to die.
I don't want to drag everyone down with me.
Moreover, he no longer has the authority to order an attack on his own.
This is one of the sacrifices made to retain one's position.
Mars remained silent for a long time before suddenly raising his head.
"Release a large number of drones."
"I don't care how Great Xia tries to intercept us."
"Hundreds of them came down at once."
"I don't believe they can stop all of their drones."
The technician paused for a moment, then nodded.
"clear."
Mars stared at the blurry green light and shadow on the screen, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.
The Great Xia Dynasty is so vigilant and doesn't want that thing to be seen clearly.
He insisted on doing it that way.
And so—
Hundreds of drones took off from the elevator platform in the Eagle Nation's underground city.
A dark mass obscured the gray sky.
Mars braced his hands on the control panel, his eyes fixed on the screen.
The screen is divided into hundreds of small windows, each corresponding to the real-time transmission of a drone.
"Full speed ahead," he growled.
"I refuse to believe that Great Xia can stop so many!"
The swarm of drones, like locusts, swept over the ruins of the Eagle Kingdom's underground city and headed towards the territory of Great Xia.
Along the way, the images kept flashing and then going out.
That was the signal that the drone from Daxia had been shot down.
The technician's forehead was sweating as his fingers flew across the keyboard.
"Number 37 is missing! Number 52 is missing! Number 91—"
Before he could finish speaking, the window went black again.
Mars gritted his teeth,
"continue!"
The swarm of drones charged forward fearlessly.
Ten minutes later.
There are 120 aircraft remaining.
They have entered the territory of the Great Xia.
The technician suddenly froze, staring at the data panel in a certain window, his voice trembling.
"Sir, the drone detected that the radiation levels over there... are decreasing rapidly!"
Mars suddenly turned his head.
"What?"
The technician retrieved sensor data from one of the drones and projected it onto the main screen.
The red numerical bars are shrinking at a rate visible to the naked eye.
It decreased from 500 millisieverts per hour to 300, and then to 150.
"This is impossible!" an older technical consultant exclaimed.
"It's only been a week since the nuclear war; the radiation decay period will take at least several decades!"
"Is the equipment broken?" Mars roared.
"Inspect! Inspect me!"
Technicians frantically switched the sensors on other drones.
All the data show that the radiation levels are decreasing.
Moreover, the closer to the core area of the Great Xia, the faster the temperature drops.
"One kilometer from the target!" The technician's voice was already tinged with fear.
"The radiation level... has dropped to a level that is tolerable for the human body!"
Inside the command center, everyone gasped.
Mars' pupils contracted sharply, and his mind went blank.
Can the human body withstand it?
What does that mean?
This means that the people of Great Xia can leave the underground city and return to the surface!
And what about the United States?
The radiation levels in their territory are still off the charts, and even wearing radiation protection suits can't protect them!
"This is not scientific!" Mars kicked the table, and the metal surface immediately dented.
"What methods did they use?!"
The technician did not answer.
Because he couldn't explain it at that moment either.
On the screen, the drone's camera began to clearly capture the outline of that green light source.
As the drone approached, the halo gradually became clearer.
The technician exclaimed in surprise, his eyes wide.
"Damn it! That...it really is a tree!"