Chapter 114: The Threat
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Chapter 114 The Threat
The missile, now reconstructed and hanging ominously in the sky, began its rapid descent toward Andrea, cutting through the air with deadly precision. Time seemed to freeze as the missile plummeted, and the atmosphere in the command center became electrified with a mix of horror and disbelief.
"Move, Andrea! Move!" Richard's voice was laced with desperation as he yelled into the microphone, his eyes locked onto the screen that displayed Andrea's perilous situation.
But Andrea, her body fueled by adrenaline and exhaustion, seemed to move in slow motion. She took a shaky step forward, trying to muster the strength to run, but her legs betrayed her, weakened from the relentless chase.
"Richard, I...I can't..." Andrea's voice was a mere whisper, drowned out by the roaring sound of the missile as it continued its descent.
Sara's fingers flew over the keyboard, a futile attempt to intervene and somehow divert the missile's course. "I can't get control back, the missile is locked in!" Her voice was tinged with panic as she realized the gravity of the situation.
The command center was now filled with a cacophony of voices, all shouting orders and trying to make sense of the chaos. But amidst the turmoil, Richard's voice rose, clear and commanding, "Everyone, silence!"
The room fell quiet, and all eyes were glued to the screen as the missile made its final approach.
Andrea, her energy depleted, collapsed onto the ground, her breath ragged as she looked up at the missile descending upon her. In her eyes, there was a glimmer of acceptance, a realization that this was the end.
"Ten meters," Sara whispered, her voice breaking as she reported the missile's altitude.
The missile, now just moments away from impact, seemed to hang in the air as if savoring the final seconds. And then, with a deafening roar, it struck.
The explosion was massive, engulfing the area in a brilliant blaze of fire and smoke. The shockwave rippled through the ground, shaking the command center and rattling the monitors.
"Andrea!
Sara, her hands now still, stared at the screen, the image of the explosion burned into her retinas. The missile had found its target, but it was not the intended target.
"Andrea come in? Andrea, do you hear me?"
Richard's voice echoed in the command center, filled with desperation and a faint glimmer of hope. He repeated Andrea's name, over and over, waiting for a response that deep down, he knew might never come. His fingers gripped the microphone tightly, knuckles turning white as he waited for any sign of life.
The only response, however, was the static noise crackling through the radio.?The screens displayed the aftermath of the explosion, smoke billowing and debris scattered across the area. The once clear and direct communication line they had with Andrea was now filled with nothing but static.
"I can't believe this," Mark commented. "Just where on earth do those two unknowns come from?"
"Is she dead?" Graves asked. n(/0veLbIn
"Andrea...Andrea," Richard called her name repeatedly on the radio, his voice now barely above a whisper.
"It's a Brahmos missile. It is capable of taking down a warship, and tanks, and can destroy command centers located deep inside the enemy territory. There's no way anyone could survive that. Andrea was downed by a Javelin missile, right? Well, Brahmos missiles are 30 times stronger than the Javelin in terms of its warhead size and have significantly greater range and speed."
"Shut up! I don't need comparisons. We just lost Andrea, our potential ally against the mastermind of this apocalypse," Richard interrupted, his voice strained and filled with frustration. "Well, if they took one from us, then we shall take two. Task Excalibur for another fire mission. I want those two unknowns exterminated ASAP! I think the powers of the green-haired girl have their limit so we will overwhelm them with missiles. Send 30 or heck 60 of them."
"Sir," Sara spoke, wanting to calm their commanding officer down. She could sense that Richard was getting desperate and agitated, a dangerous combination in their current high-stakes situation.
"Sir, I understand your anger and frustration, but we need to think this through carefully. We don't know who these unknowns are or what their capabilities are beyond what we've seen. Sending a barrage of missiles could potentially escalate the situation further."
"I have an idea. Those thorns that are being controlled by the green-haired girl can erase and reconstruct things..." Richard paused as the communicators sounded.
"Uhm...voice check voice check...okay...Hello, do you hear me?"
A feminine voice in a Chinese accent sounded in the command center. The command center staff were unfamiliar with the voice. Richard turned to the monitor screen and asked.
"Who is this?"
"Yahallo! I'm Violet, and my partner who is standing next to me is Seo-Jun. We came from China. I assume that you are in the paramilitary organization called Blackwatch? In that case, we are lucky to reach out to you, because it'll make our job easier. And yes...we are the ones who killed Andrea. Oh,?correction, it wasn't us, but you. It was your missiles that killed Andrea...Hahahahahah!"
The laughter from Violet echoed in the command center, causing a mixture of emotions among the Blackwatch team. Rage and confusion filled the room as they processed what Violet had just said.
Richard, clenching his fist, took a deep breath before responding. "How are you talking to us?"
"Oh, I don't need such a thing as a radio or transmitter to talk to you. I have my own ways," Violet smugly said. "There's one thing that we want to inform you about. We are coming for you, and when we do, we are going to eliminate each and every one of you."
"I see...I guess you are one of the subordinates of the so-called Master huh?"
"You mean my big brother? Yes, we are his servants, his harem. And he has tasked us to eliminate you, so be prepared okay? Bye-bye!"
Richard clenched his teeth as the call abruptly ended, leaving the command center in stunned silence. Everyone had heard the threat, and it was clear that these new enemies were not to be taken lightly.
Suddenly, a system notification popped up.
[Emergency Mission:]
[A Wave is about to begin on September 20th, 2023. Ready your forces, and survive the hordes of mutated zombies!]
Richard was stunned momentarily. This happened before. So they are really coming for them and it wasn't just talk.
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Chapter 114 The Threat
The missile, now reconstructed and hanging ominously in the sky, began its rapid descent toward Andrea, cutting through the air with deadly precision. Time seemed to freeze as the missile plummeted, and the atmosphere in the command center became electrified with a mix of horror and disbelief.
"Move, Andrea! Move!" Richard's voice was laced with desperation as he yelled into the microphone, his eyes locked onto the screen that displayed Andrea's perilous situation.
But Andrea, her body fueled by adrenaline and exhaustion, seemed to move in slow motion. She took a shaky step forward, trying to muster the strength to run, but her legs betrayed her, weakened from the relentless chase.
"Richard, I...I can't..." Andrea's voice was a mere whisper, drowned out by the roaring sound of the missile as it continued its descent.
Sara's fingers flew over the keyboard, a futile attempt to intervene and somehow divert the missile's course. "I can't get control back, the missile is locked in!" Her voice was tinged with panic as she realized the gravity of the situation.
The command center was now filled with a cacophony of voices, all shouting orders and trying to make sense of the chaos. But amidst the turmoil, Richard's voice rose, clear and commanding, "Everyone, silence!"
The room fell quiet, and all eyes were glued to the screen as the missile made its final approach.
Andrea, her energy depleted, collapsed onto the ground, her breath ragged as she looked up at the missile descending upon her. In her eyes, there was a glimmer of acceptance, a realization that this was the end.
"Ten meters," Sara whispered, her voice breaking as she reported the missile's altitude.
The missile, now just moments away from impact, seemed to hang in the air as if savoring the final seconds. And then, with a deafening roar, it struck.
The explosion was massive, engulfing the area in a brilliant blaze of fire and smoke. The shockwave rippled through the ground, shaking the command center and rattling the monitors.
"Andrea!
Sara, her hands now still, stared at the screen, the image of the explosion burned into her retinas. The missile had found its target, but it was not the intended target.
"Andrea come in? Andrea, do you hear me?"
Richard's voice echoed in the command center, filled with desperation and a faint glimmer of hope. He repeated Andrea's name, over and over, waiting for a response that deep down, he knew might never come. His fingers gripped the microphone tightly, knuckles turning white as he waited for any sign of life.
The only response, however, was the static noise crackling through the radio.?The screens displayed the aftermath of the explosion, smoke billowing and debris scattered across the area. The once clear and direct communication line they had with Andrea was now filled with nothing but static.
"I can't believe this," Mark commented. "Just where on earth do those two unknowns come from?"
"Is she dead?" Graves asked. n(/0veLbIn
"Andrea...Andrea," Richard called her name repeatedly on the radio, his voice now barely above a whisper.
"It's a Brahmos missile. It is capable of taking down a warship, and tanks, and can destroy command centers located deep inside the enemy territory. There's no way anyone could survive that. Andrea was downed by a Javelin missile, right? Well, Brahmos missiles are 30 times stronger than the Javelin in terms of its warhead size and have significantly greater range and speed."
"Shut up! I don't need comparisons. We just lost Andrea, our potential ally against the mastermind of this apocalypse," Richard interrupted, his voice strained and filled with frustration. "Well, if they took one from us, then we shall take two. Task Excalibur for another fire mission. I want those two unknowns exterminated ASAP! I think the powers of the green-haired girl have their limit so we will overwhelm them with missiles. Send 30 or heck 60 of them."
"Sir," Sara spoke, wanting to calm their commanding officer down. She could sense that Richard was getting desperate and agitated, a dangerous combination in their current high-stakes situation.
"Sir, I understand your anger and frustration, but we need to think this through carefully. We don't know who these unknowns are or what their capabilities are beyond what we've seen. Sending a barrage of missiles could potentially escalate the situation further."
"I have an idea. Those thorns that are being controlled by the green-haired girl can erase and reconstruct things..." Richard paused as the communicators sounded.
"Uhm...voice check voice check...okay...Hello, do you hear me?"
A feminine voice in a Chinese accent sounded in the command center. The command center staff were unfamiliar with the voice. Richard turned to the monitor screen and asked.
"Who is this?"
"Yahallo! I'm Violet, and my partner who is standing next to me is Seo-Jun. We came from China. I assume that you are in the paramilitary organization called Blackwatch? In that case, we are lucky to reach out to you, because it'll make our job easier. And yes...we are the ones who killed Andrea. Oh,?correction, it wasn't us, but you. It was your missiles that killed Andrea...Hahahahahah!"
The laughter from Violet echoed in the command center, causing a mixture of emotions among the Blackwatch team. Rage and confusion filled the room as they processed what Violet had just said.
Richard, clenching his fist, took a deep breath before responding. "How are you talking to us?"
"Oh, I don't need such a thing as a radio or transmitter to talk to you. I have my own ways," Violet smugly said. "There's one thing that we want to inform you about. We are coming for you, and when we do, we are going to eliminate each and every one of you."
"I see...I guess you are one of the subordinates of the so-called Master huh?"
"You mean my big brother? Yes, we are his servants, his harem. And he has tasked us to eliminate you, so be prepared okay? Bye-bye!"
Richard clenched his teeth as the call abruptly ended, leaving the command center in stunned silence. Everyone had heard the threat, and it was clear that these new enemies were not to be taken lightly.
Suddenly, a system notification popped up.
[Emergency Mission:]
[A Wave is about to begin on September 20th, 2023. Ready your forces, and survive the hordes of mutated zombies!]
Richard was stunned momentarily. This happened before. So they are really coming for them and it wasn't just talk.
Chapter 114 The Threat The missile, now reconstructed and hanging ominously in the sky, began its rapid descent toward Andrea, cutting through the air with deadly precision. Time seemed to freeze as the missile plummeted, and the atmosphere in the command center became electrified with a mix of horror and disbelief. "Move, Andrea! Move!" Richard's voice was laced with desperation as he yelled into the microphone, his eyes locked onto the screen that displayed Andrea's perilous situation. But Andrea, her body fueled by adrenaline and exhaustion, seemed to move in slow motion. She took a shaky step forward, trying to muster the strength to run, but her legs betrayed her, weakened from the relentless chase. "Richard, I...I can't..." Andrea's voice was a mere whisper, drowned out by the roaring sound of the missile as it continued its descent. Sara's fingers flew over the keyboard, a futile attempt to intervene and somehow divert the missile's course. "I can't get control back, the missile is locked in!" Her voice was tinged with panic as she realized the gravity of the situation. The command center was now filled with a cacophony of voices, all shouting orders and trying to make sense of the chaos. But amidst the turmoil, Richard's voice rose, clear and commanding, "Everyone, silence!" The room fell quiet, and all eyes were glued to the screen as the missile made its final approach. Andrea, her energy depleted, collapsed onto the ground, her breath ragged as she looked up at the missile descending upon her. In her eyes, there was a glimmer of acceptance, a realization that this was the end. "Ten meters," Sara whispered, her voice breaking as she reported the missile's altitude. The missile, now just moments away from impact, seemed to hang in the air as if savoring the final seconds. And then, with a deafening roar, it struck. The explosion was massive, engulfing the area in a brilliant blaze of fire and smoke. The shockwave rippled through the ground, shaking the command center and rattling the monitors. "Andrea! Sara, her hands now still, stared at the screen, the image of the explosion burned into her retinas. The missile had found its target, but it was not the intended target. "Andrea come in? Andrea, do you hear me?" Richard's voice echoed in the command center, filled with desperation and a faint glimmer of hope. He repeated Andrea's name, over and over, waiting for a response that deep down, he knew might never come. His fingers gripped the microphone tightly, knuckles turning white as he waited for any sign of life. The only response, however, was the static noise crackling through the radio.?The screens displayed the aftermath of the explosion, smoke billowing and debris scattered across the area. The once clear and direct communication line they had with Andrea was now filled with nothing but static. "I can't believe this," Mark commented. "Just where on earth do those two unknowns come from?" "Is she dead?" Graves asked. n/0veLbIn"Andrea...Andrea," Richard called her name repeatedly on the radio, his voice now barely above a whisper. "It's a Brahmos missile. It is capable of taking down a warship, and tanks, and can destroy command centers located deep inside the enemy territory. There's no way anyone could survive that. Andrea was downed by a Javelin missile, right? Well, Brahmos missiles are 30 times stronger than the Javelin in terms of its warhead size and have significantly greater range and speed." "Shut up! I don't need comparisons. We just lost Andrea, our potential ally against the mastermind of this apocalypse," Richard interrupted, his voice strained and filled with frustration. "Well, if they took one from us, then we shall take two. Task Excalibur for another fire mission. I want those two unknowns exterminated ASAP! I think the powers of the green-haired girl have their limit so we will overwhelm them with missiles. Send 30 or heck 60 of them." "Sir," Sara spoke, wanting to calm their commanding officer down. She could sense that Richard was getting desperate and agitated, a dangerous combination in their current high-stakes situation. "Sir, I understand your anger and frustration, but we need to think this through carefully. We don't know who these unknowns are or what their capabilities are beyond what we've seen. Sending a barrage of missiles could potentially escalate the situation further." "I have an idea. Those thorns that are being controlled by the green-haired girl can erase and reconstruct things..." Richard paused as the communicators sounded. "Uhm...voice check voice check...okay...Hello, do you hear me?" A feminine voice in a Chinese accent sounded in the command center. The command center staff were unfamiliar with the voice. Richard turned to the monitor screen and asked. "Who is this?" "Yahallo! I'm Violet, and my partner who is standing next to me is Seo-Jun. We came from China. I assume that you are in the paramilitary organization called Blackwatch? In that case, we are lucky to reach out to you, because it'll make our job easier. And yes...we are the ones who killed Andrea. Oh,?correction, it wasn't us, but you. It was your missiles that killed Andrea...Hahahahahah!" The laughter from Violet echoed in the command center, causing a mixture of emotions among the Blackwatch team. Rage and confusion filled the room as they processed what Violet had just said. Richard, clenching his fist, took a deep breath before responding. "How are you talking to us?" "Oh, I don't need such a thing as a radio or transmitter to talk to you. I have my own ways," Violet smugly said. "There's one thing that we want to inform you about. We are coming for you, and when we do, we are going to eliminate each and every one of you." "I see...I guess you are one of the subordinates of the so-called Master huh?" "You mean my big brother? Yes, we are his servants, his harem. And he has tasked us to eliminate you, so be prepared okay? Bye-bye!" Richard clenched his teeth as the call abruptly ended, leaving the command center in stunned silence. Everyone had heard the threat, and it was clear that these new enemies were not to be taken lightly. Suddenly, a system notification popped up. Emergency Mission: A Wave is about to begin on September 20th, 2023. Ready your forces, and survive the hordes of mutated zombies! Richard was stunned momentarily. This happened before. So they are really coming for them and it wasn't just talk.
