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72: Chapter 72 Global Power Outage! Dropped from 30,000 Meters Above the Sky!
Airship command cabin.
Outside the panoramic portholes, the thunderstorm in Washington was still raging.
The US President, slumped on the carpet, was soaked in cold sweat.
He listened to Chu Feng's demands and looked at the black briefcase emitting a cold metallic luster in front of him, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
This was the United States' nuclear briefcase, representing the peak of destructive power on Earth.
"Mr. Chu... If I hand over the password and broadcast a surrender, can I get a decent position in Los Santos in the future?"
The US President swallowed, trying to make a final bargain.
As a politician, he was accustomed to looking for benefit exchanges in desperate situations.
Chu Feng sat in the command chair, picked up a wine glass, and took a sip of red wine.
"You have no bargaining chips."
Chu Feng said in a flat tone, "My patience is limited. Three seconds."
"Three."
A jet-black Mecha Soldier strode forward, its heavy mechanical leg raised directly, hovering above the US President's right knee.
"Two."
The US President glanced at his biological daughter, Helena, beside him.
Helena not only didn't plead for him, but instead buried her face against Chu Feng's military boots, not even looking at him.
"One!"
"Crack!"
The Mecha Soldier's steel military boot stepped down without hesitation.
The crisp sound of bone breaking rang out in the command cabin.
The US President's right kneecap was crushed into a pulp by the tens of tons of mechanical force, white bone shards pierced through the expensive suit trousers, and blood gushed out instantly.
"Ah—!"
The US President let out a blood-curdling scream, curling up on the carpet like a shrimp, his features distorted in pain, his face covered in tears and snot.
"I'll open it! I'll open it!"
Faced with absolute physical torture, this eighty-something-year-old man completely collapsed.
Whatever national dignity or political leverage he had, it was all thrown to the back of his mind.
Dragging his broken leg, he endured the excruciating pain and crawled to the black briefcase.
He pressed his trembling thumb onto the briefcase's biometric lock, then brought his eye close to the iris scanner.
"Beep—Underlying biological password verified."
The black briefcase made a soft click and popped open a gap.
Inside was an extremely complex encrypted communication motherboard and a red physical launch button.
Chu Feng stood up, his black silk bathrobe fluttering in the wind.
He walked to the briefcase, kicked the screaming US President away, and pressed his large hand directly onto the complex encrypted motherboard.
"System, receive internal data and deep space node permissions."
In his mind, a familiar notification sound rang out quickly.
[Ding! Detected highest-level strategic nuclear command system and deep space satellite data nodes.]
[Cracking and extracting core technology... Cracking complete.]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining Wealth Points: 500,000!]
500,000 points credited!
Chu Feng brought up his account balance.
[Current total Wealth Points: 1,000,000!]
Back to a million-level deposit.
More importantly, with the data nodes in the case, the mother nest ai could directly take over all military satellites and early warning radars deployed by the United States in space.
The entire Earth was now one-way transparent to Chu Feng.
The data absorption was complete, the motherboard inside the briefcase sparked a few times and completely turned into a pile of scrap metal.
Chu Feng turned to look at the US President on the ground.
"mother nest ai, connect to all communication networks globally," Chu Feng issued the command, "Aim the camera at him."
"Yes, Boss. Forcing global access... Access successful."
At this moment.
All television stations, online live streaming rooms, and even electronic billboards at intersections around the world had their screens forcibly switched.
On the screens appeared the luxurious command cabin of the airship.
And the US President, kneeling in a pool of blood, with messy hair and a crushed right leg.
Billions of people around the world watched the screen, all falling into a deathly silence.
This was the head of the most powerful country on Earth, now kneeling on the ground bleeding like an old dog.
"Speak." Chu Feng did not appear on camera, only his cold voice came through, "Tell the world the current affiliation of the United States."
The US President looked at the hovering red camera indicator light, tears streaming down his face.
He knew that once these words were spoken, the two-hundred-plus-year history of the United States would be completely over.
But he was even more afraid of death, more afraid of the Mecha Soldier crushing his other leg.
"I... I am the US President."
The US President spoke to the camera, his voice trembling violently, mixed with painful sobs.
"Washington no longer exists... Our national treasury has been emptied, and our most elite troops have been wiped out."
"We cannot fight against this great power."
"I hereby announce... the United States government, unconditional surrender."
"All active military forces, put down your weapons immediately and cease all resistance. All territories of the United States, from today on, belong to... belong to Los Santos."
A few short sentences.
Like a magnitude 12 super earthquake, it swept through every corner of the globe!
European Union headquarters, underground bunker.
Leaders of dozens of European countries sat around a round table, looking at the surrender scene on the big screen, their faces pale.
"It's over... Even the United States has surrendered..."
The French President collapsed in his chair, the cigar in his hand fell onto his crotch and burned a hole, but he didn't even notice.
The Prime Minister of the British Empire grabbed his hair tightly with both hands: "Nuclear weapons are useless. Their spaceships can teleport directly into the bunker to capture the head of state alive! We don't even have a chance to press the launch button!"
Fear spread in the hearts of every European top official.
Russian Empire, Moscow underground command center.
The iron-blooded Emperor watched the screen, clenching his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white.
"Immediately cut off all external network connections! Activate the 'Grim Reaper' defense array in the Ural Mountains!"
The Emperor gave the death order in a hoarse voice.
On the airship.
The global broadcast ended.
The mother nest ai cut off the communication.
The US President lay on the ground, gasping for breath, as if he had used up all his strength.
"Mr. Chu... I have done as you said. The whole world knows."
The US President looked up, looking at Chu Feng with pleading eyes.
"Please, arrange a doctor for me. My leg is still bleeding."
Chu Feng looked at him, the corners of his mouth curling into a cold arc.
"I said, I would give you a chance to survive. But the premise is, you have to seize it yourself."
Chu Feng turned his head to look at Helena, who had been lying at his feet.
"You said just now that keeping him is a disaster and suggested throwing him down directly?"
Chu Feng's tone was calm.
Helena stiffened.
She raised her head, glanced at her father, who was full of shock and anger, and then looked at Chu Feng's emotionless profile.
She knew this was Chu Feng testing her loyalty.
If there was a trace of hesitation between her father and her master, she would immediately become a corpse.
Helena nodded without hesitation, her long golden hair swaying.
"Yes, Master. He has no value anymore. Keeping him will only waste the oxygen on the airship."
Helena's voice was cold to the extreme, as if the person lying on the ground was not her biological father, but a piece of trash.
The US President's eyes rolled back in anger, and he almost fainted on the spot.
"Very good."
Chu Feng waved his large hand.
"Open the airlock on the left. Throw him out."
Two Mecha Soldiers stepped forward, their mechanical arms grabbing the US President's shoulders from left and right, dragging him like a dead dog toward the airlock at the edge of the command cabin.
"No! You promised me! You can't go back on your word!"
The US President struggled frantically, but in front of the Mecha with tens of tons of force, his struggle was ridiculous.
"Helena! You bitch! You will go to hell!"
The metal door of the airlock opened.
Two Mecha Soldiers threw the US President inside.
"Hiss—"
The external hatch opened.
The terrifying pressure difference at 30,000 meters altitude erupted instantly.
Violent cold air poured in.
The US President didn't even have time to let out a final scream before he was sucked out of the airship by the strong airflow, tumbling into the pitch-black clouds below.
At 30,000 meters altitude, without a parachute, only shattering into pieces awaited him.
The airlock door closed again.
The command cabin returned to silence.
Helena looked at the direction her father disappeared, her eyes showing no fluctuation.
She turned around, pressed her cheek harder against Chu Feng's military boots, and hugged the man's lower leg tightly.
"Master, Helena only has you now."
She coaxed in an extremely sweet voice.
Isabella on the side felt a chill in her heart.
This is the apocalypse; to survive, family affection is worthless.
She secretly rejoiced that she had no attachments.
It was enough to serve this god-like man in front of her wholeheartedly.
Chu Feng leaned on the command chair, enjoying the service.
The United States had been completely taken down.
The remaining troops on the ground, after seeing the US President's surrender broadcast, would definitely not dare to resist any further.
Just send the clone army down to receive the supplies and territory.
Just as Chu Feng was preparing to close his eyes and rest.
The holographic screen on the command console suddenly flashed with blinding red light.
"Boss." The mother nest ai's voice was rarely tinged with a hint of anxiety, "After receiving the deep space satellite data from the nuclear password box just now, I conducted a deep scan of the globe."
"Something happened?" Chu Feng opened his eyes.
"Yes. Deep in the Alps of the European Union, an extremely massive unknown energy source was scanned."
A high-definition thermal imaging map of the Alps appeared on the screen.
Below the continuous snow-capped mountains, there was a dazzling red halo, covering almost the entire base of the mountain range.
"According to energy spectrum comparison, this is not a conventional nuclear reactor."
The mother nest ai reported quickly: "The fluctuation frequency of this energy is very similar to the 'element zero' we discovered in the Hollywood underground laboratory. But the scale... is at least a hundred times that of the Hollywood laboratory."
A hundred times the element zero!
Chu Feng's eyes instantly became incredibly sharp.
Those ten thousand tons of ore in Hollywood had allowed him to unlock the fully automated arsenal and earn 800,000 Wealth Points.
If a hundred times the reserves were hidden under the Alps, it would definitely be an immeasurable treasure.
"What are the high-level officials of the European Union doing?"
Chu Feng sat up straight.
"Radar shows that the European Union is contracting all hundreds of thousands of armored troops deployed in various countries back to the Alps defense line."
The mother nest ai called up a few satellite photos.
In the photos, dense tanks and anti-aircraft missile launch vehicles were gathering frantically along the snow mountain roads.
"Moreover, they have raised a layer of translucent energy shield on top of the snow mountain."
"The material of the shield is very close to your plasma city defense shield."
"Obviously, they have used this massive element zero to develop some kind of super defense system."
Chu Feng looked at the snow mountain defense line on the screen, a bloodthirsty smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
No wonder the European Union did not surrender immediately after seeing the United States destroyed.
It turned out they were holding such a big trump card.
"A hundred times the element zero..."
Chu Feng stood up and kicked away Helena and Isabella, who were still trying hard to please him.
"Order the Los Santos arsenal to produce Type-Zero Mecha at full speed."
"Airship, change course."
"Target, the Alps in Europe. Let's go see their final trump card."