A woman's voice came through the phone, sounding surprised: "Chief, are you really going to mobilize all the surveillance satellites? That would cause a lot of damage..."
"Shut up."
Briden looked at Bai's somewhat gloomy eyes, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead again.
He yelled into the microphone, "I'll take responsibility for any losses! Now, immediately, bring over the monitoring satellites and transmit all the real-time information about the Luan bird as quickly as possible."
Monica paused for a moment, then asked, "Chief, where are you now?"
"Fakyu, you're asking too many questions. I'm at the White House!"
Briden cursed under his breath and hung up the phone.
Before long, Luan Niao No. 1's real-time data was transmitted to his mobile phone.
Briden quickly operated his phone to project the image onto the office's large screen.
It must be said that NASA's monitoring satellites are indeed powerful, as Luan Niao-1 has provided high-resolution images and real-time data.
Looking at the real-time data above, Biden's brows furrowed deeply, and the others gasped in surprise.
The speed of Luan Niao-1 shocked them; it reached Mach 5 within the atmosphere.
This speed exceeds even the most advanced air-to-air missiles of the United States; they can't catch up with it, let alone shoot it down.
Once Luan Niao 1 entered space, its speed increased significantly, reaching Mach 23.
Now, let alone tactical missiles, even their most advanced strategic intercontinental ballistic missiles would be rendered useless in front of this aircraft.
As the data gradually climbed, the faces of high-ranking American officials in the office grew increasingly grim.
On the big screen, the numbers 36,000 kilometers and Mach 33 (11.2 km/s) stung their eyes.
Even though these high-ranking officials don't understand technology, they know what these two numbers mean.
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