Ye Feiyang nodded obediently, his gaze fixed intently on the missile launcher.
Kana, still not reassured, instructed the driver in another pickup truck to keep a close eye on the others to prevent any mishaps.
Otherwise, they would all be doomed!
Fortunately, there weren't any particularly stubborn types present, and they all complied obediently.
With a howl, that R-14 medium-range missile, armed with a high-explosive warhead, soared into the sky!
Ye Feiyang glanced at his watch.
Was he about to witness history?
Could there really be a conflict starting?
Bro, here's a missile for you!
Ye Feiyang trembled all over, at this moment he wanted to shout out.
The missile ascended into the sky and started cruising in the clouds.
In Tijuana, many people saw it as a white line streaking across the sky...
In the command center, Chief of Staff Horatio Herbert Kitchener and Deputy Commander Kennedy were present to witness the event themselves.
If the target hit the Gulf of Mexico, it meant that the Northern Government's leverage at the negotiating table had just increased, and they were fearless.
As the R-14 medium-range missile flew over the United States, the radar center in Santiago started to alarm – funnily enough...
They hadn't even arrived at work yet.
They wouldn't arrive until 9:30.
Other states were the same, their preparedness was terribly lacking...
Not until the missile entered Texas airspace, did a major stationed at the U.S. Air Force base in El Paso, who was drinking coffee, notice the red dot on the radar accompanied by a faint alarm sound.
Puzzled, he stood up with his coffee, staring at the device, and suddenly his eyes widened in panic and he started making frantic phone calls, spilling his coffee on his pants without care.
He hurriedly made a call, "Missile detected at 3000 meters above!"
The line went silent for a moment, then was filled with frantic cursing and noise.
They began to relay the message, entering interception mode!
Meanwhile, the Americans were unaware that a missile was flying over...
The old defense minister was arguing with Governor Frederick Madison.
The former hoped the latter would prioritize national interests, arguing that now was not the time to wage war, with Mr. Bush still in hospital, and the U.S. Military still rotating troops back from Iraq; waging war now would only turn the border into ruins.
"The Mexicans have started provoking us!"
"We have no reason not to respond when attacked!"
Governor Frederick Madison stood up undiplomatically, pointing at the other man, "We don't need the Pentagon's help, our 36th Division and Civilian Corps are ready to fight for our land!"
"Their military equipment is elite, and even their soldiers are veterans of many battles..."
"Our soldiers are just as elite. It's just that they struck without warning, causing us heavy casualties. If I don't respond, how would the people of Texas view us!"
The old Defense Minister felt pressure in his chest and trembled all over.
He was getting too old to win arguments now.
At the moment when the standoff continued, a Pentagon aide knocked and entered the room, his expression somber, "Sir, there's been an incident."
"Is it some action by the Northern Army? Ha! Tell me about it, I want to see what they can do! Have they advanced the border line? Or have they committed atrocious acts against our people?!" Governor Frederick Madison exclaimed, waving his hands, "Is there something I shouldn't know?"
The aide glanced at Richard Bruce Cheney, who hesitated for a moment then nodded.
"A Northern Mexican Army medium-range missile was launched from Tijuana and hit the waters of the Gulf of Mexico, just 14 nautical miles from the mainland of Texas..."
Richard Bruce Cheney twitched his mouth, knowing Victor was crazy, a genuine madman!
Frederick Madison: Σ(っ°Д°;)っ!
"The Northern Army can hit that far?!"
"That's impossible, absolutely impossible. Tijuana is almost 1600 kilometers away from the Gulf of Mexico! How could they hit us from there?"
Richard Bruce Cheney said seriously, "Do you still think Victor is just a barking stray dog? No, he is a wolf, a wild wolf!"
"He's warning us not to escalate the conflict. He has the capability to send missiles to Washington D.C., even to your official residence. Of course, you could flee, but when the war escalates and becomes protracted, you'll be dragged out and whipped as a culprit."
"Stocks will plummet, capital will flee..."
"Next year是竞选年了,你难道想要被开除吗?" ("Next year is election year, do you want to be fired?")
Every word from the老头 (old man) hit hard. Governor Frederick Madison's mouth hung agape, his face deathly pale.
"I know what you're thinking, you're wondering how to explain this to the people."
Richard Bruce Cheney sighed, waved his hand to signal the aides to close the door and leave, leaving only two people in the office. He patted the other's shoulder, "To us, the public isn't important, the choice of the elite class is important, polls aren't important. The capital on Wall Street, the stock index decides your position."
If worst comes to worst, just burn the ballot boxes.
Texas has done it before.
"And also, you have a responsibility in this matter, didn't the National Guard rush in and kill civilians?"
"But... those were drug traffickers crossing the border."
"Victor says they were civilians, so now they are civilians..."