Emily, the presidential palace.
The newly elected president, Christian Marton, looked at the report in his hand with an incredulous expression.
"No, no, no."
"That's impossible."
"That's absolutely impossible! They wiped out all their resistance forces in just three hours!"
"That's completely impossible. After all, they are a country."
"There are 150,000 soldiers and various equipment, plus various police forces."
"How could they have broken through in just three hours?"
The head of the intelligence agency looked at the president.
"Sir, this is intelligence sent to us at the risk of our lives."
"The entire monkey population is now under control."
"All their officials have been arrested, and the monkeys are currently under the leadership of Chen Bulin."
"Chen Bulin, a Chinese, was originally the Monkey's diplomatic ambassador."
"He was originally the one who pushed for this negotiation, but we interfered."
"Otherwise, the monkey would probably have joined the Great Han Federation long ago."
"Our latest intelligence indicates that he has deployed 26 ships this time, including 16 main warships that are over 1,000 meters long."
"Eleven of them are main warships, and the other five should be troop transport ships."
"Of the other ten, we speculate that they should be frigates."
"However, their tonnage is only slightly smaller than that of main warships."
"Based on our comprehensive calculations and analysis, we estimate that we can only hold out for a maximum of three days if we do not release nuclear weapons!"
"Three days from now, all our attack and defense systems will be completely destroyed by them."
"If we use nuclear weapons, we cannot guarantee the success rate of the strike, but according to our analysis, the chances of success with radio waves are close to zero!"
Christian Marton fell silent after hearing the Secretary of Defense's words.
He originally thought that being elected president was a good thing, as he could lead the entire vast country.
Who knew he would inherit such a mess?
Not to mention the funds above the Ministry of Finance, which are in deficit.
The gold bars that had been stored earlier had all vanished without a trace, not a single one remained.
All of the world's strategic reserves have been occupied, and its weapons and military strength have been restrained.
He now deeply regrets taking on this mess.
Although he already knew a little about it before, at the time he thought that as long as he could win over other countries.
Then Mom definitely wouldn't dare to do it.
They have proven this over the past few decades.
Even nearly twenty years ago, when he was still serving in the navy.
They can swagger around their waters with just one aircraft carrier, while the other side dares not attack at all.
All I could do was keep shouting at them.
Back then, they were all laughing at our mother's incompetence.
Internationally, the only response will be protests, condemnations, strong protests, and strong condemnations of these actions.
Back in the day, Emily ruled the world; who wouldn't call her "Big Brother" when they met?
In just twenty years, the other side has undergone earth-shattering changes.
Not only were space battleships built, but domestic equipment was also being replaced one after another.
It turns out that the shipyard was throwing warships into the sea like dumplings being dropped into a pot.
Good grief, now they're not dropping warships anymore, they're dropping space battleships instead!
"So what methods do we have to deal with this now?"
"Everyone, we have reached a critical moment of life and death!"
Just then, the director of the space agency arrived at the office.
"Mr. President."
"Mr. Prouda."
"you?"
"Mr. President, I have a suggestion."
After Prouda finished speaking, everyone in the White House looked over.
They didn't have any solutions, so what could someone like you, a former employee of the space agency, possibly do?
However, Christine Marton's eyes lit up.
“Mr. Prouda, please speak!”
"yes."
"Everyone knows that I was among the first people to go into space, but you may not know that."
"Back then, we encountered a strange thing in space."
"It's not exactly eerie, it's just that we don't know what that thing is!"
"But we brought it back with us."
"The research has been conducted in secret within Area 51."
"After that, they were transferred to several secret research institutes, just last month."
"Korradil has discovered something new."
"That strange thing can actually emit light."
"And we could not understand what we were hearing."
"Korradil speculates that it is related to communication with extraterrestrials."
"He is currently stepping up his research on it. If we can really make contact with aliens, then we can really get on the alien trail."
"Then what are they? So what if they have space battleships?"
"Can it still withstand the weapons of a highly advanced civilized planet?"
"At that time, with the help of aliens, we can regain control of the entire Earth!"
The crowd did not react with the excitement and shock he had expected after hearing Prouda's words.
"???"
What's wrong with you guys?
Didn't you hear me when I said this so seriously?
A staff member next to him tugged at his clothes.
"Don't even think about it!"
Do you know how the previous president died?
"Isn't he sick?" Prouda asked, puzzled.
"Wrong, he easily believed the aliens and was tricked out of tons of gold."
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