"How many long-range surface-to-ship and surface-to-air missiles have we deployed on Guam? Are there any long-range land-based ballistic missiles among them?"

The adjutant nodded with great respect, opened a detailed document in his hand, and explained:

"Your Excellency General, according to statistics, there are more than 1,500 missiles of various types in Guam, among which..."

Perutz Gordon interrupted the adjutant's report with a wave of his hand and said solemnly:

"People around the world say that our aircraft carrier is an unsinkable miracle!

In fact, they were wrong. No aircraft carrier is unsinkable, it all depends on who its opponent is.

Our aircraft carrier is made of the strongest new steel, but there is too little of that metal.

As long as one land-based missile hits the ammunition depot, this aircraft carrier will be finished. Although it will not sink, it will become history and a laughing stock. The Carolina is the glory of free America..."

Upon hearing this, the adjutant understood what the general meant and said directly:

"There are thirty long-range land-based ballistic missiles in total, but only ten of them can activate normally and lock on the target."

Perutz, Gordon's face became condensed, and he said to himself:

"Ground-based ballistic missiles..."

Perutz, Gordon suddenly raised his right hand and ordered loudly:

"I order the Combined Fleet to prepare for war and drop anchor! Order the 9th Bomb Wing and 10th Fighter Wing, which came from Hawaii to participate in the war, to immediately launch an indiscriminate coverage bombing of the southern missile base in Guam."

The adjutant standing behind Perutz and Gordon, with a trace of cold sweat on his forehead, whispered:

"General, are they going to be targets?"

Perutz, Gordon nodded, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and said ferociously:

"I just received news from the president that these two flying wings only have half a tank of fuel.

After the bombing is completed, within half an hour at most, they will crash into the sea one-third of the way back. Oh God! How many of them will survive?"

The adjutant Othello couldn't help closing his beautiful eyes and said sadly:

"This is a tragic air raid! Are the people in the White House crazy?"

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We are still counting the number of people who have changed their names today. In a few days, everyone will receive their prizes.
Chapter completed!