277: Chapter 277: I guessed the beginning, but I didn't guess the ending.

The Other Side of the Ocean.

Inside the spacious and luxurious office on the top floor of that white building, which symbolized the center of power.

The person in charge slumped behind the desk, expressionless.

His gaze was fixed intently on the evaluation report that had just been submitted to the desk.

The report was extremely thin, totaling only seven pages.

But after flipping to the last page, he no longer had the courage to turn back to the first page and read it again.

He had guessed the beginning.

But he had not guessed this ending.

Having succeeded in his probing plan, he should have been happy, after all, he had forced out the trump card of the Xia Kingdom.

But now, not only could he not feel happy at all, he even felt as if a sharp blade was pressing hard against his carotid artery.

For a long time.

The person in charge slowly moved his gaze away from the report, raised his head, and looked at the straight figure standing opposite the desk.

That was his chief strategist, Howard.

The person in charge spoke, his voice low and hoarse.

"Howard."

"Give me an honest assessment."

"What kind of situation are we actually facing right now?"

Hearing this, Howard was silent for two seconds.

"Sir."

Howard began.

"The current situation is extremely grim."

"The comprehensive rise of the Xia Kingdom... is already an irreversible established fact."

The person in charge tapped his fingers unconsciously on the desk, his fingertips trembling slightly.

He did not reply, merely signaling the other person to continue with his eyes.

Howard swallowed hard and continued.

"The equipment used by the White Elephant Country troops is the cutting-edge military hardware we shipped over, which possesses the top-tier electromagnetic shielding technology."

"Theoretically, they are sufficient to resist most of the electromagnetic pulse attacks known on Blue Star today, even EMP shockwaves."

"However, that unknown weapon of the Xia Kingdom directly ignored the electromagnetic shielding network we spent hundreds of billions of funds and decades to build."

"In a microsecond, it completely burned out all underlying electronic components."

Howard raised his head, looking straight at the person in charge.

"Tanks, armored vehicles, electronic warfare aircraft, and even individual communication terminals."

"On the battlefield, in just one encounter, they turned into a pile of expensive iron coffins."

Hearing this, the eyelids of the person in charge twitched violently, and a chill surged uncontrollably from the bottom of his heart.

Howard did not stop; his voice echoed in the spacious office, continuing to tear away that layer of bloody truth.

"Sir, this is not the most terrifying part."

"Following this logic, the conclusion drawn is very terrifying, even despair-inducing."

"Since this kind of unknown weapon can unreasonably and completely paralyze the underlying electronic systems of tanks and fighter jets."

"Then..."

Howard paused, took a deep breath, his voice trembling noticeably from extreme shock and fear.

"Then, for various types of missiles that also rely on extremely complex electronic guidance systems and microcomputer ignition protocols..."

"There won't be much difference."

As his voice fell, the huge office was deathly silent.

Only the faint sound of wind from the central air conditioning vent remained.

The hands of the person in charge, which had been resting on the desk, suddenly clenched tightly, veins popping on the back of his hands, and his knuckles turning white from excessive force.

He understood the deadly murderous intent hidden behind Howard's words.

If a conventional missile were paralyzed, at most it would lose its long-range precision strike capability.

But what if it were a strategic nuclear missile?

Those "great equalizers" buried hundreds of meters deep in reinforced silos, or cruising like ghosts in strategic nuclear submarines in the deep ocean.

They also rely heavily on complex electronic ignition and guidance systems!

If...

The pupils of the person in charge contracted suddenly.

Once the pride-and-joy mushroom bombs lost the ability to ignite and launch, they would just be a pile of scrap metal buried underground.

Even, under the influence of that strange weapon from the Xia Kingdom, they might even turn into time bombs that detonate themselves on the spot.

"It's not just these."

Howard stood up straight, his eyes revealing a despairing clarity.

"The total paralysis of the weapon systems is just one of the fangs the Xia Kingdom has revealed."

"What is even more impossible to defend against, and even more suffocating, is the full-spectrum stealth capability they demonstrated when they finally took off and evacuated."

"Invisible, untouchable, unstoppable."

"Looking at the current situation where the entire global monitoring network has completely failed and cannot even capture a trace of a heat source..."

Howard slowly raised his head.

His gaze passed over the person in charge behind the desk and looked straight at the luxurious vaulted ceiling of the office.

"We can't even say for sure..."

"Whether those eighteen Xuan Nu Aerospace Fighters are currently hovering right above this white building of ours."

"Looking down at us coldly."

As Howard's voice fell, the person in charge only felt his scalp tingle.

Following Howard's gaze, he also stiffly raised his head to look at the ceiling above.

He seemed to be able to see through this layer of thick reinforced concrete, high up in the nine heavens, that group of massive and elegant pure white fighters.

As long as the other side wished, they could launch an attack at any time.

He was completely silent.

When the gap is so large that it cannot be bridged by strategy or national strength, all rage seems ridiculous.

For a long time.

A long sigh, filled with endless desolation and bleakness, sounded in the office.

"As expected of the Xia Kingdom..."

The person in charge closed his eyes, his voice so hoarse it was unclear.

"Having fallen for hundreds of years, suffered endless humiliation, and been blockaded, suppressed, and mocked by us."

"In the end, it has ushered in an unstoppable rise once again."

This is an ancient nation with five thousand years of unbroken civilization.

Once awakened, it is like a hidden dragon soaring from the abyss, unstoppable by anyone.

The person in charge opened his eyes, looked at the thin report on the desk, and gave a bitter smile.

"To this day, the situation has rotted to this point."

"No matter the reason, no matter what happened in between."

"The global hegemony of The Other Side of the Ocean, which has lasted for nearly a century, will ultimately end in my hands."

He braced his hands on the armrests, slowly stood up, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window was the bustling capital city.

But he knew clearly that all this prosperity had already become a castle in the air without a foundation.

"Howard."

The person in charge stood with his back to the strategist, his voice low, revealing total resignation.

"Prepare to draft the document."

"I should resign to take responsibility."

The remnants of the old era surely cannot board the giant ship of the new era.

All he can do is, while the Xia Kingdom has not yet fully launched its offensive, make a decent exit and hand this mess over to the next unlucky bastard.

...

At the same time.

The footage from the White-Ba border battlefield did not stop spreading because of the desperate silence on The Other Side of the Ocean.

On the contrary, news about the appearance of the "Aerospace Fighter" in the Xia Kingdom's south heaven gate project spread rapidly to every corner of the globe with an extremely violent momentum.