"You mean our Emilyka missiles are garbage! They can be intercepted by anything, right?"

"Or are you telling me that we, as a tech giant, are unaware of these advanced technologies?"

"You mean that country in the East has figured it out!"

The Minister of Defense looked at Trump, who resembled a middle-aged woman or a monkey.

He shook his head gently.

"Hmph, wasn't it others who built the sixth-generation fighter jet first?"

"Also, this unknown model of the DF99 strategic intercontinental ballistic missile is also uninterceptable!"

"Even their YJ800 couldn't block it, right?"

"They still boast about being number one in the world and number one in technology!"

"I think you're the biggest braggart!"

"Change the president! We must change the president!"

"Let him take the blame for all of this!!!"

Having made his decision, the Minister of National Defense walked out of the command center and took out his phone.

After turning on my phone, I found a number and dialed it.

"Beep beep beep,"

The call was answered after three rings.

"It's me."

"Plan is no longer fit to be president."

"We need to catch up with the Eastern countries again!"

"This time we have been severely damaged, with two-thirds of our navy wiped out."

"Although the newly built aircraft carrier did not sink, it is basically scrapped."

"It will also take time to repair."

"Let him take the blame this time!"

"I will have the embassy contact their Ministry of Foreign Affairs to submit a request for peace talks."

After hanging up the phone, the Minister of Defense looked up at the sky.

Suddenly, his pupils contracted and contracted, his eyes filled with horror.

"God, what is that?"