Soon, another call came in:

"General Yan, the ground-based radar has detected a UFO that passed by the boundary of our airspace and is about to enter the atmosphere. Can you intercept it?"

"Hit us?"

"That, that's not the case!"

"I want you to mind your own business!"

Bang, General Yan hung up in anger!

"A bunch of idiots! They don't have enough to eat, they don't have enough clothes to wear, and there's a Great Depression everywhere, but they still care about other people's shit!"

"It's just a flying object. Let it fly. You must let it fly!"

Hum!╭(╯^╰)╮

…

On this day, Jiazhou on the other side of the ocean soared in the dazzling white light.

Everything was reduced to ashes.

Their radar system found the target, and both land-based and sea-based missiles were launched, but they were unable to intercept them.

Flying at a speed of Mach 13, you can either intercept it at mid-range or wait to be beaten!

The missile entered the atmosphere and reached a speed of over Mach 20 at the end of its flight, making it impossible to intercept!

…

In the island country that also celebrates Thanksgiving, there is joy and laughter in the streets.

Thanksgiving has changed. It’s a shopping carnival here, with huge crowds of people everywhere.

People wear their traditional clothes, go out, shop, consume, and have fun~

Then--

In mid-air, huge clouds rise!

The dazzling white light will destroy all people, buildings, animals, and plants!

The joyful and lively atmosphere immediately took off.

…

When Yan Qiao received the news again, his subordinates panicked:

"Sir, something happened, something happened!"

"We, we have two poplars missing!"

The subordinates reported the details of the two regiments that "lost" Dabaiyang to Yan Qiao one by one.

He also carefully told Yan Qiao what had just happened.

The subtext is, you see, such a coincidence, could it be...

"I know! What's all the fuss about!" Yan Qiao said impatiently:

"Get ready, I'm going to do a live TV broadcast, right now, right now!"

"yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Yan Qiao stood up from his desk and carefully arranged his general uniform. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

Then, he picked up the news speech he had memorized by heart on the table and walked out.

…

The author's digression:

Today’s chapter,

Pure fiction!!!

Like a Hollywood shit movie,

Press your IQ on the ground and rub it~
Chapter completed!