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In the early morning, heavy rain.

The weather in Meriken Washington DC is very bad today. It has been raining for a day, and it is already early in the morning, and it is still falling, making the whole special zone feel depressed.

A group of hilarious young tattooed youths did not hold umbrellas, and one of them wore a transparent raincoat and wandered on the sidewalk.

They were holding cans of beer in their hands, drinking and shouting as they walked.

At this time, three black cars galloped past them.

"Whhhhhh-"

The stagnant water beside the road was not wasted at all, splashing continuously on them.

"Fak! You heard, Fak!"

"Sheet! Shit!"

The young people immediately yelled and threw the beer can in their hands.

But their actions were meaningless. The three cars didn't mean to stop at all, and disappeared into their sight after turning a bend in front.

"Who of you saw the license plate just now, let's check where they are, and I will find someone to get their car."

"That's, who saw that, I have friends in the gang in this neighborhood, and I can join hands to vote!"

A group of people clamored, only one was thoughtful, because in his impression, this is not the first wave of similar teams in the past, they are all in the same configuration.

For example, for a black car of the same model, the front and rear cars flashed with police lights, but the sirens did not sound. As for the license plate, he had seen one clearly, which was not the usual one at all.

This situation seems to happen only for certain big actions, because the car must be some big people.

Thinking of this, he doesn't wander on the street anymore. No matter what the news is, he must be prepared in advance. No matter the guess is right or wrong, the time and time to run must be prepared.

As the secret leader of a gang, he doesn't want to have nothing.

The congressman sitting in the car in front didn't know that his car had an impact on a small gang leader. What he thought was a matter of life and death for the country.

When I was called in the early morning, everyone was going to lose their temper, but when I heard it was a special presidential decree, I had to get dressed and get on the bus.

The ability to issue such a presidential decree is enough to show that this country is in a very dangerous situation.

As for the specific situation, he didn't know, nor did the staff who came to pick him up.

"Trouble."

This situation is happening throughout the SAR, dozens of convoys set off from various places, braving the rain to drive to Congress.

At the same time, all over the country, those congressmen who could not rush to Congress in a short time were also called. Although they could not go to the scene, they had to show up and see the whole meeting.

Fortunately, in the age of the Internet, you can participate in online conferences through confidential channels.

The black car that drove all the way finally reached Capitol Hill. Under the black night, the white building turned into a black building. Only a little bit of light would know that it was originally white.

At this point, the escorting convoy stopped directly, and only the vehicles carrying the congressmen entered. Even if it was, the building was full of cars under the steps at the entrance.

No way, they were all pulled out of the bed, and the time was almost the same.

The black car stopped, and the field staff in black suits opened the door with a black umbrella and let the congressmen who also wore black suits get out of the car.

A bunch of black suits walked into the Capitol, always feeling that they are not like good people, and the meeting to be held is not a serious meeting.

"This damn weather, damn time, why are we here."

Some congressmen walked in and cursed.

"Do you know what happened? Why did he sign a special presidential order?"

Some members asked.

"I'm not sure, but it seems to be for national security, and it is related to the opposite side of the ocean."

Some Members know something, but they don't know too much.

"What, did Maozi start the war? No, I have to go home and pack my things and leave here!"

Uh, well, "every individual" in Meriken can be a member of Parliament. This is really not false propaganda.

"I heard that it seems to be related to Tianxia, ​​not Maozi. They don't even have money now. What can they do?"

Individual MPs were a little depressed when they hurried. At most, they called other MPs in the car, trying to find out the situation, but after a bunch of MPs gathered together and found their own small group, they became more lively.

Even if they were worried about national security last moment.

Entering the semi-circular conference hall, many people have already arrived, and many heads have been lit up on the big screens in all directions, indicating that this meeting is very urgent and important, and all members must be "present."

Members of parliament sit in their seats and chat with each other. This kind of formation is too rare. Usually there are not so many "people present". You only need to meet the minimum number of people to hold a meeting.

As the number of people increased, the buzzing voices became louder and louder, until the last congressman arrived and the gendarmerie outside locked the door.

"Boom bang bang~"

The speaker struck the wooden hammer hard.

"Quiet! This meeting is because Mr. President signed an emergency special presidential decree, so it did not follow the normal process. Please speak directly to Mr. President."

At the beginning of the meeting, I went directly to the topic. I didn’t talk nonsense about the king. I sat in my position and turned on the microphone and said: “This meeting involves our national security. Tianxia’s space fighter has already taken off and is always wandering above us. Therefore, the Space Force and the National Space Program can no longer be the same as before. We must have new changes to deal with this new situation."

Understanding Wang's words really baffled the members of Congress, but it was not enough. They only knew that there was danger, but they didn't know how dangerous it was, so they need professional people to talk about it.

The Advanced Research Projects Agency of the Department of Defense of Meriken does this.

Many people came this time. The person in charge of popular science was a senior researcher named Cromwell. He was a handsome man with glasses in his thirties. He had a lot of wax on his hair and looked greasy.

He popularized the Navigator's "Dart X" single-stage orbiting spacecraft for the members present, and then used the "X-37B" under test by Merrican as an analogy. Compared with the two, the gap is not generally large.

The former is the aerospace vehicle imagined by Meriken, and the latter is the aerospace vehicle they have achieved in reality. The gap is...the distance between dream and reality.

"...You may not know what the waverider configuration and swept delta wing of'Dart X'mean. Let's put it this way, the waverider is the general shape of hypersonic missiles, while the delta wing is the upper side of a fighter jet. Commonly used wing shape."

Hearing what Cromwell said about it, the congressmen suddenly realized.

If you didn’t say so, you would understand, you have to talk about a lot of professional data, who knows what you are talking about.

When it comes to missiles and fighter jets, everyone knows that they are weapons and weapon vehicles. The positioning of the "Dart X" has not gone away. It is a space fighter that poses a great threat to Meriken.

Understand the king and the commander of the Space Army, John nodded frequently. This Cromwell can, unknowingly lead people to the right track.

It's a talent.

After identifying the threat, it's easy to say. Now that there is already a space army, the threat from space is naturally under their control.

Then John once again increased his prowess. The reality said that his work was insufficient, and then he brought the topic to the status quo of the space army.

"Other military services have their own proprietary weapons, and the space army only has the control of satellite cameras. It turns out that cameras cannot shoot down enemy space fighters!"

John said so.

"We need real space weapons. Even if we can't have new ones in a short time, we must quickly arm the X-37B and turn it into a temporary orbital bomber."

"And I suggest restarting the'Adventure Star' program. It is the real earth orbit overlord. Its technical verification machine'X-33' can compete with the'Dart X', not to mention that we have the'X-33'. 'A large number of front-end technologies, 20 years have passed, I think we can achieve it within a few months!"