Sand falls from the walking insteps.

The air at night was chilling and hit the old man's face. After leaving the desert, the surrounding scenery was deserted, and there was no light in the dark sight. This was unusual when approaching the edge of the big city of Los Angeles.

Marshall took the black Kane and several soldiers toward Los Angeles in the direction they remembered. The closer they were to the edge of the city, the more unpleasant the smell from the wind was. It was a bloody smell mixed with unbearable smell, and it was impossible to say that feeling.

After passing through a dead town nearby, there was no way to see a corpse on the ground except for blood. The old man said, "How could this happen? What about people?"

However, not long after, they had not yet approached Los Angeles, and the light blue light shield illuminated the world. What you could see in the light were the collapsed and shattered buildings inside, like hell.

Someone wanted to rush over, but the old man grabbed him. He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the light curtain. The stone drew a curve in the air. The moment he touched the light, it shattered and scattered, splashing towards this side, hitting his body with a faint pain.

"Is this an energy shield?"

Regarding the United States, which is rich in science fiction films, Marshall has heard of some scientific research projects about energy in the Ministry of Defense, but it has not been successful. Moreover, the current one is much higher-end than the one invested by the Ministry of Defense.

"I'm afraid there are no living people inside, and I don't know how many citizens we can withdraw from our notice." A soldier wiped away the sweat stains on his face, looked around, and lowered his voice: "General, we'd better evacuate immediately, find our team and call back!"

Among the group, including the desolation everywhere, there was no sound of insects. There was an unusual silence. Marshall, who had tightly pursed his lips, looked at the ruins in the light curtain, pointed his gray head, and turned to move towards the nearest Mi army military base.

"I hope the White House can make a counterattack order as soon as possible."

At the moment, he only has this sentence left to say.

On the afternoon of the day when the news was conveyed, the White House was actually already hustle and bustle. Executives holding countless confidential documents rushed around the offices. When they heard unknown military news, the president was having a short video conference with state dignitaries, watching the message coming from his hands, and then said to the dignitaries in the video: "Sorry!"

He immediately convened a meeting of military and political officials. When it was getting late, the second message was placed on his conference table, with only a simple paragraph on it - Los Angeles was attacked by unknown troops and fell!

The pictures taken by satellite were sent back, and a group of generals surrounded them and saw that the originally prosperous metropolis had been razed to the ground. The huge light curtain surrounded the huge ruins like an egg shell. In one of the photos, there was a circular sphere with a diameter of more than 100 meters, which seemed to be rising into the sky.

"What's this?"

"have no idea….."

“So how many of these troops are attacking Los Angeles?”

"have no idea."

"You don't know who the enemy is. You don't know what you know about the photos you took. What else do you know?!" The angry palm slapped the long table, shaking the secretary-general next to him tightened his heart.

Then, he said, "That thing is floating next to our satellite now, and it is impossible to photograph the other party..."

"Your Excellency, I think we need detailed information first to detect the number of enemies, send a few vanguard troops to test the opponent's military combat capabilities, and then consider large-scale mobilization of troops to attack."

Some people made suggestions, but naturally some people opposed them, and stood up: "Disagree, the enemy has stood on our territory, threatening the lives and safety of American citizens. Ours must eliminate the enemy as soon as possible, rather than playing strategic games with them."

This general is an admiral.

"...I hope the President can convene the Senate's authorized combat deployment as soon as possible, and hope to use nuclear weapons if necessary... After all, just in case!"

"America cannot be the second country to be hit by a nuclear attack! Even if it is a self-seller, it is not enough—" Some people also objected loudly to this.

In the buzzing noise, the president sitting in the first place looked at a group of noisy generals, and when he sighed and closed his eyes, the secretary beside him answered a call and handed it to him.

“……I understand how to do it, OK, that’s it.”

He put down the phone and looked at the group of old men who were still arguing, and tried hard to slap the table again. The crowd calmed down and looked over with blushing faces, the first president stood up.

"War will fight, and the enemy will be eliminated, but this is not something that a country in America needs to bear. The malice that these enemies carry may be this planet. This time, we are not the saviors. All the burdens should be shared with other countries on this beautiful planet. The news will be announced immediately. Nevada, Utah, Oregon, Idaho, and Wyoming migrate residents, factories, concentrate in the eastern region, and then build defenses in these states... In addition, remember to get a batch of enemy armor and weapons, and just like this, the meeting will be dispersed!"

"President...this..."

Someone hesitated and was interrupted by the president over there: "I said I'll leave the meeting!"

When someone left and left the conference room, the president there suddenly said: "Ah--" and shattered the ashtray on the table to the ground.

"These damn capitalists, damn Wall Street Wolves!!!"

That night, the message carrying this huge content was quickly released to the world through various channels. Great Britain, which received the news, quickly assembled troops, and the ships on the coast stepped up their maintenance. After all, the United States in the west could not hold on anymore, so it had to send troops according to the alliance agreement.

As the thousands of troops were mobilized, the messages crossing the ocean flew into the hands of the eastern island countries, South Korea and China, like tense nerves, broke the string at this moment.

Another time and space army that suddenly appeared caused the American father to suffer losses. The island country seemed to be struck by lightning. It saw the Mid-level base station in Okinawa and South Korea, and its fleet set sail. The two countries knew nothing about the enemy's strength, but they still gathered forces at home, and the streets entered a state of martial law during wartime. Even the Tokyo Special Service Team, which was only responsible for special events, entered a standby state.

The redstone, which was originally treasured, turned into a hot potato.

At the same time, China's defense has never relaxed. When the news comes, it is blocked immediately. However, rumors about the emergence of troops from other countries still surprised the upper class. Then, the army and logistics started to operate frantically, deploying defenses along the coastline, and naturally claimed that it was just an exercise. This made the bend of the other side of the sea to defend against the enemy on the other side of the ocean, and was also worried that a cold gun would be shot behind the back. After all, there are old players on the other side of the sea.

Dongfang Xu received the news from the bureau and sat in the living room of his home for a long time. Then he picked up the phone and called Cai Zhao, his former deputy, and said: "You inform your men, maybe they can be used, um... I also notified the Southern Huanmen. This time it was not a joke. A group of people from another world... uh... you can kill them at will, and no one will hold them accountable."

He hangs up his cell phone, rubs his cheeks hard, takes a breath, and dials a number again, calling the Organizational School Sect south of the Yangtze River.

Chen Sha, who was originally on holiday, received a call from the bureau. He rushed out of the house with only a short sleeve and drove to Xia Yi's residence. The leaves of the sycamore tree in the garden were already yellow and falling down. Xia Yi did not like such a scenery very much. He was sitting in the pavilion, holding a laptop and videos with the road blacksmith.
Chapter completed!