In fact, Rhett felt that such work did not make much sense.

The reason is simple. If an opponent like China can photograph its aircraft in the open air, it means that the aircraft has entered the final stage before entering service.

No matter how clearly you take pictures, what's the use?

You can't stop it from taking off.

Perhaps the only role is to take it as your own performance and go to the corner tower and Congress to express your merits.

However, this is not bad for myself.

After all, every time a new aircraft is discovered, it means that your bonus will increase again.

With this mentality, he also had some unknown thoughts in his mind.

It would be great if China's aviation industry developed a little faster.

Although those new planes will fly over our heads sooner or later, isn't it still early?

But now, they have been silent for several months.

There has also been no movement on the so-called "strategic bomber" project, which has always been regarded as the biggest threat by superiors.

I really don’t know when it will take me to get my next bonus.

Thinking of this, Rhett couldn't help but sigh.

But just when he was about to stand up and pour a cup of coffee, a strange object appeared in his sight.

That's a picture taken by a satellite.

an airplane.

A flying-wing aircraft.

The whole body is pitch black, huge in size, and bright flames are sprayed from its tail.

Rhett couldn't help but frown.

How did you get the B-2 shot?

He subconsciously wanted to check the longitude and latitude information of the satellite positioning, but the next second, he froze in place.

This thing is not a B-2 at all.

The B-2 does not have a variable sweep wing design like it!

For a moment, huge fear swept through his brain. His fingers trembled and he entered new instructions to the satellite. Then, photos were sent back one after another.

The longitude and latitude were correct, and the satellite was currently targeting the test flight site that he had been paying attention to for several months.

And in the sky above that test flight ground, a giant steel beast was flying.

Compared with it, everything under its wings seems so small.

Strategic bombers are coming.

China's strategic bombers are coming!

Rhett looked around in horror. He wanted to find someone to come over and look at these photos. He wanted someone to tell him that this was not true, that it was just a system error, or that it was actually a model airplane.

But obviously, this possibility does not exist at all

His heart was beating wildly. After printing out the last photo, he didn't even dare to waste a moment and rushed out the door immediately.

A few minutes later, corner office.

Bob looked at the satellite image in front of him in silence, unable to say a word for several minutes.

The assistant opposite was even more silent. He still didn’t know how much impact this incident would have on the entire strategic layout of the United States, but he knew one thing very well:

From now on, the United States will no longer be the only country with stealth strategic bombers.

In this area, the authority that the United States has held for many years has been taken away. It is still unknown when it can be regained, or even whether it can be regained.

Then he thought that when authority was taken away, it often meant rebellion.

Just like those myths and stories, when Zeus's scepter is lost, is he still Zeus?

Perhaps those who gain authority will not immediately challenge the authority of the old king.

But what about those who have been oppressed by the old king for a long time?

Yes, the H-20 will not fly to the United States immediately, and it will not even fly out of Chinese airspace in a short period of time.

However, as long as it is in the air, the world will be forced to follow the trajectory of its flight.

the reason is simple.

What the United States could do in the past, China can now do.

So, is it possible that those small countries will no longer obey the orders of the United States and turn to America's enemies?

The assistant didn't dare to think any more, and at this moment, Bob, who was sitting behind the desk, spoke.

"Open the global deployment map."

The assistant was stunned for a moment and asked a stupid question:

"Ours or theirs?"

"our."

The strange thing is that Bob did not become angry because of this. He sat there silently and repeated his instructions as if all his strength had been drained.

"Open our global deployment map."

The assistant quickly completed the operation, and then a huge dynamic map was projected on the screen.

Bob sighed deeply.

"As an island nation, we have 140 military bases."

"These bases are all within the coverage of H-20."

"If they are all destroyed, they will need about 14 sorties."

After pausing for a moment, his gaze moved higher.

"Alaska, Bering Strait."

"Two sorties are enough."

"Kuwait, afh, maybe five sorties. I don't know, maybe less."

"Türkiye, Qatar, no, Qatar does not need it, it is just a Turkey, it is also a sortie."

"South America. One sortie is more than enough."

"Europe. This may be more difficult, but if the H-20 really flies overhead, they will not help us."

"North America. This is the last line of defense."

Bob's voice got lower and lower, and then disappeared completely.

His eyes kept wandering over the picture, and after a few minutes, he looked at his assistant again, revealing a bitter smile.

"It's over now."

"All our global military deployments are within their strike range."

"Taking off from any corner, they can hit us with precision."

"And we don't even have any way to deal with it."

"A variable-sweep supersonic stealth strategic bomber. I really don't understand, how do they do it?"

"It's too late, it's too late for us to know."

Bob clenched his fists.

He took a long breath, then stood up suddenly:

"Issue an order to all armed forces to upgrade the defense readiness level to level three."

"All rotating fleets will shrink back to the mainland, and all non-essential military operations will be suspended."

"All underwater ships are on 24-hour combat readiness."

"clear."

The assistant answered quickly.

But then, he asked again:

"Isn't it too sensitive?"

Bob smiled self-deprecatingly and asked:

"sensitive?"

"Do you think this is called sensitivity?"

"Our good days are over. From today on, as long as that plane disappears on the tarmac, all our military dispatches can only use it as an imaginary enemy!"
Chapter completed!