96: Bomb the Yasukuni Ghost Toilet!

Eagle Sauce.

NASA Space Administration.

Watching the Starlink Satellites continuously being destroyed.

Durutt's face was pale, and he slumped onto the floor.

He kept muttering, "It's over... it's completely over..."

This director has truly reached the end of his rope.

He never imagined in his wildest dreams.

That one day Eagle Sauce would be suppressed and beaten by others without daring to retaliate.

Now, it's still unknown when the Great Xia Country will stop.

If this continues.

All 8,000 of Eagle Sauce's Starlink Satellites will be completely ruined.

By then.

The plan to use Starlink to create the future 'Star Shield' will be shattered.

The plan to deploy space-based weapons on the Starlink Satellites will also be aborted.

A series of plans will thus vanish into thin air.

Durutt knew deeply how important the Starlink Satellite Project was for the future of Eagle Sauce.

But President Opden wouldn't listen to advice!

Just as Durutt was despairing.

A technician reported with a hint of excitement:

"Director, it seems the Great Xia Country's attack has stopped."

"Their live broadcast is off, it seems the maiden flight has ended..."

"Really?!" Durutt instantly scrambled to his feet.

He immediately went to check the Great Xia Country's live stream.

Finding that it had been shut down.

He immediately became excited.

"Haha, this is great! We finally made it through."

Durutt shouted excitedly.

It was the feeling of surviving a catastrophe.

"Quick, tally the final losses!"

After the excitement passed, Durutt immediately tallied the losses.

Soon.

The results were available.

"Director, a total of 1,015 satellites were lost..."

"1,015??"

"How could it be so many?"

"It was only a little over ten minutes, wasn't it?"

Durutt's smile instantly vanished.

He thought it was only one or two hundred.

He didn't expect over a thousand!

This loss made him feel extremely heartbroken and shocked.

Those were 1,015 meticulously crafted Starlink Satellites!

Destroyed in just over ten minutes.

The technician replied with a mournful face, "Director, it's true! We checked several times, and the number is the same."

Durutt fell silent.

After a long time!

He sighed.

"Alas!"

"If it's a thousand, then it's a thousand!"

"It's better than having them all destroyed."

He calmed himself down.

And reported the news to President Opden.

White House.

The Presidential Office.

After Opden finished listening to Durutt's report.

He looked as if his soul had been sucked out.

Sitting dumbfounded in his chair.

As if he had suffered some major shock.

His brain instantly crashed.

A moment later.

Opden suddenly flew into a rage.

"fuck!"

"Destroy a thousand of my Starlink Satellites?"

"Damn Great Xia Country, how dare you?"

"Ah!"

While cursing, he furiously smashed everything on his desk.

Using this to vent his extreme anger and resentment.

Documents, pen holders, and photo frames on the desk were sent flying, leaving the entire office in a mess.

The secretary and staff stood outside the door.

Listening to the roars and sounds of breaking objects coming from inside.

They exchanged glances, not daring to breathe loudly.

Fearing they might be collateral damage!

After a good while.

Opden gradually stopped smashing things.

Because the desk was now empty.

He leaned his hands on the desk, gasping for breath.

The feeling was like the exhaustion after intense physical activity.

"Great Xia Country, you wait!"

"I will definitely settle this score with you!"

He said through gritted teeth.

Subsequently, Opden tried hard to calm himself down.

And began considering how to retaliate against the Great Xia Country... Meanwhile.

Tesla Headquarters.

Musk already knew that over a thousand of his Starlink Satellites had been destroyed.

"fuck!"

"Those bastards in the government are using my Starlink Satellites again for such shady business."

"Making me suffer such heavy losses, shit!"

He was filled with anger.

But he was helpless.

Control of Starlink was no longer in his hands.

It hadn't been long since the starship exploded.

Now the Starlink Satellites were destroyed again.

Furthermore, his car business was also obstructed.

The original plan to build a production workshop in the Great Xia Country was also ruined because of the worsening relations between Eagle Sauce and the Great Xia Country.

If this continued, he would soon join the ranks of the bankrupt.

"No, I can't give up!"

"I need to keep deceiving..."

Musk cheered up and started contacting the capitalists.

As well as Eagle Sauce's high-tech companies.

Hoping they could invest.

However, he did not contact Apple.

Because Apple was now completely declining.

Especially after being tricked by the Great Xia Country once.

Cook was even fired by the Shareholders' Meeting.

Apple's market value had shrunk dozens of times.

Even worse than his own Tesla.

While Eagle Sauce was enraged over the destruction of the Starlink Satellites.

On the other side.

Sakura Country, Yasukuni Ghost Latrine.

The liveliness at this moment was comparable to a Temple Fair during the New Year.

Around the Latrine, Little Baga could be seen gathering everywhere.

"Yoshi! The collective worship is about to begin!"

"Kishida has arrived, we must support this time!"

"So what if the Great Xia Country's aerospace fighter jet had a successful maiden flight? They still have to watch our faces!"

"..."

The surrounding Little Baga were full of smugness and arrogance.

What was enshrined inside was their faith.

It could be called their spiritual sustenance.

If the Latrine were destroyed.

Over 90% of the Little Baga in the entire Sakura Country would suffer a collapse of faith.

Leading to a mental breakdown!

But they knew this was impossible.

If the location of the Yasukuni Ghost Latrine were truly attacked.

That would mean the entire capital of Sakura Country might have already fallen.

The entire Latrine covers an area of 100,000 square meters.

The Self-Defense Forces patrol the area long-term.

Specifically to prevent accidents.

At the entrance of the Latrine.

Kishida Jiro had already arrived here.

And he was accompanied by Sakura Country's largest television station, NHK, broadcasting live.

Kishida Jiro checked the time.

Then, facing the live camera.

He revealed his signature hypocritical smile and said:

"Distinguished audience, today we gather here to jointly witness this sacred moment."

"The Yasukuni Ghost Latrine is the symbol of our spirit. Next, I will represent the nation's people in paying respects to the heroic souls."

As he spoke.

He stepped into the Latrine.

The surrounding Little Baga burst into cheers.

"Support Prime Minister!"

"Long live the Heavenly Emperor!"

"Long live the Great Sakura Empire!"

At this moment, incense smoke curled inside the Latrine, and the Little Baga followed Kishida Jiro into the Latrine.

But they did not know.

The white emperor aerospace fighter had already descended to a position 5,000 meters above them.

Due to its powerful stealth performance.

None of Sakura Country's anti-aircraft radar or military satellites detected anything.

Aboard the white emperor aerospace fighter.

Luo Xiaoliang looked at the 3D visual radar screen, his eyes filled with hatred.

He couldn't wait any longer and immediately contacted the Command Center:

"Command Center!"

"I have descended to the target location."

"Requesting immediate bombing!"

"Command Center received. Permission to bomb granted!"

"Received!"