(Anyone who is idle, can you do me a favor and give me a review in the book review on the web page of this book? Someone has lowered the score again.)

When the light of the first nuclear bomb rose in the Fuji Mountains of Japan, the entire earth seemed to be silent. Senior officials from various countries looked at the mushroom cloud of nuclear explosions transmitted back by satellites and fell silent for an instant.

what happened?

Who is it? What happened?

Is World War III coming? Is someone deliberately provoking a nuclear war?

After being stunned for just a moment, countless speculations and associations emerged in the minds of these senior officials, but no one looked good, because this may evolve into a nuclear war between countries and drag the entire human race into the abyss of destruction!

For a time, the intelligence agencies of various countries were operating frantically, and various orders and instructions were transmitted to the minds of secret agents. Even if these elite spies had been hiding in the enemy country for decades, they were not afraid of being exposed again at this moment.

They must know first-hand information accurately and in a timely manner and seize the opportunity for possible war.

At the same time, leaders of several major countries were secretly talking to each other, asking who had set off such a big "firecracker" in Japan.

It is impossible for anyone to think that it is a Godzilla who secretly dominates everything, and his purpose is just to capture people from the future and seize the future spaceship.

"Keep dropping nuclear bombs and bomb me!"

On the Pacific Island, Cheng Fan looked at the intact spaceship and without any more words, he just gave an order coldly.

At this time, the nuclear bomb aimed at the Japanese Prime Minister's residence in Tokyo also showed its ugly appearance over Tokyo. Many sharp-eyed Tokyo citizens looked up and saw that in the sky where the sun was rising, there was a black spot trailing a long tail.

Flame is coming towards this side very quickly.

"Mayi, is that a shooting star?"

A few Japanese high school girls who had just finished school and were wearing short skirts stopped on the street and looked at the twinkling black dot in the sky. One of them asked blankly.

"Shaxue, how can you see meteors during the day?"

Next to this girl, a girl with long hair, a round face, and a plump figure curled her lips in disbelief.

"But it's really there, look there!"

Several high school girls looked in the direction of Natsuki's finger. Sure enough, a twinkling black spot was shining in the sky, flying towards Tokyo.

"Really!"

"What is that? Is it really a shooting star? But the sun hasn't even set yet!"

"Maybe it's the engine of some kind of plane, right?! Shaxue, we have to go to the swimsuit store to try on clothes. Yesterday I fell in love with a pink swimsuit, which is awesome. It looks sexy when you wear it. Do you want to come too?

Try it, maybe it will make that boy Takumi have a nosebleed."

"Natsuki, what are you talking about?!"

Shaxue pinched the corner of her skirt coyly, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were full of spring. (Can anyone guess where these extras come from?)

It’s great to be young!

The youthful girls crossed the street noisily and soon forgot about the "shooting star" in the sky.

"Report to the general, a UFO was spotted in the sky above Tokyo. Based on the radar data, it is judged that it is a missile. The target of the budget missile is Tokyo...the Prime Minister's official residence!"

Japan Self-Defense Force, Tokyo Military Base, a soldier hurriedly opened the door of an office and reported to the base's supreme commander.

"What? There's a missile coming? Are you going to attack the Prime Minister's Office? You idiots, why are you here to report now? What are you doing for food? Are you claiming to be the elite of the empire? Go and inform the Prime Minister and the United States, and ask the US military to help intercept it."

Hearing this, in the office, a short, fat, middle-aged Japanese officer stood up from his seat, sweating from his forehead in anxiety, and kept walking around the room.

In this era, missile interception technology has gradually matured (this is not a boast, it is true in the movie, the United States helped Japan intercept a Soviet nuclear bomb), but as a defeated country in World War II, Japan nominally has its own missile interception system, but in fact

It's all arranged by an American father for his dog son. Whether it can be activated depends on the father's face.

The soldier who reported the report did not immediately carry out the order. He looked nervous, breathed rapidly, his pupils were dilated, his body was shaking like a sieve, and the report documents in his hand were crumpled.

"General, I, I... I still... haven't... finished the report..."

The soldier who reported the report looked as ugly as his dead parents when he looked at the speculation in the report, and almost cried.

"What? Why don't you hurry up! Bagaya Road!"

"Yes...yes, yes, general. According to the speculation of the personnel in the missile department, that missile is most likely...a nuclear bomb!"

The soldier trembled and uttered the last word. He seemed to be exhausted, but his expression suddenly relaxed.

"What? Bastard, why didn't you report it to me earlier?!"

Shocking roars resounded in the room. The pudgy Japanese general jumped up, grabbed the soldier's collar, pulled his face closer to his, and slapped the soldier's face twice.

The soldier did not dare to resist. In his eyes, it was a face like a demon. The fat on the face was folded into wrinkles. The mouth was wide open and silent, and the nostrils were spraying fishy white gas. The most terrifying thing was the pair of eyes.

The eyes, the eyes are red, emitting an inhuman light, like a wild beast that wants to select people and devour them.

The Tokyoites and the Japanese army discovered the nuclear bomb launched by Cheng Fan, but it was already too late. Moreover, this guy was crazy and crazy. He launched more than one nuclear bomb. After the first nuclear bomb, there were more than ten invisible ones.

"Little brother" followed from a distance.

The guidance error does not exceed half a meter. In the eyes of humans in this era, it is almost guaranteed to hit wherever you point it.

Moreover, Cheng Fan's missiles are not the same as those made by humans. Controlled by the spores he splits, the missiles can move flexibly in the air. If Cheng Fan is willing, he can also make the missiles take more positions in the air.

This thing, even if Japan invites American dad, it will definitely not be able to stop it!

"Wilson, I feel something is wrong. Something terrible is coming towards us."

Amy Kano's face turned pale, and her sixth sense told her that something that wanted to destroy them was coming here.

"Amy, stop thinking so wildly. Come on, we need to evacuate here. We just need to return to the spacecraft and see what these primitive monkeys can do to us."

Wilson, who was in ragged clothes and covered in mud, had a confused mind and spoke without logic. He called people of this era monkeys, so wouldn’t people like them in the future also be monkeys?

"It's useless, we can't get back to the spaceship..."

Kano Amy looked bleak. She now figured out that someone was not trying to deal with Japan, but was targeting them!

"This is a net laid by someone, just waiting for us to fall into the trap. Even if we escape, we won't be able to get back to the spaceship."

"why?"

Wilson couldn't help but speak English.

"Because, the nuclear bomb is coming..."

Kano Amy suddenly smiled, her eyes seemed to see through the space and directly saw the incoming missile.

In another tall building in Tokyo, a thin young woman wearing light yellow clothing was standing in front of a flashing glass window, her eyes closed, and she mentally sensed the direction of the incoming missile.

"What exactly? Why did you attack Japan?"

The woman has a beautiful face and a sad look on her face. She was born and raised here and has the most sincere and deep love for her motherland.

When you stand outside and look at this building, you will immediately see the words "Psychiatric Research Center" written in Japanese above the main entrance of the building.

"These dwarfs in Japan always turn to our great United States for help whenever something goes wrong. Without us, they are just a bunch of losers!"

At the U.S. garrison base in Tokyo, the missile interception system has been activated. Dozens of U.S. soldiers are sitting in front of computers, typing on the keyboard with both hands quickly, calculating the trajectory parameters of the Chengfan missile. One of the white soldiers is busy talking.

Still complaining about Japan.

"Okay, just say a few words. We still need to intercept the missile! According to the intelligence sent by Japan, this is a nuclear bomb, and it must be intercepted accurately."

Sitting next to the white soldier was a black man, one rank higher than the white soldier, who reminded the soldier.

"Do a good job, boys! Help them, and the Japanese girls will thank you very much!"

At this time, a U.S. military officer pushed the door in and observed casually. None of them took the missile that attacked Japan seriously.

"Yes, sir!"

Hearing what the commander said, the American soldiers who had experienced the enthusiasm of Japanese girls all showed knowing smiles.

Not long after, an interceptor missile was launched from the US military base.

“Perfect!”

Several American troops clapped their hands to each other and seemed to have successfully intercepted it.

But only a few minutes later, sirens and classic English curses sounded in the base. The U.S. troops in the base were notified to evacuate to the underground air raid shelters. Only a few soldiers who were responsible for the interception were unwilling to be willing to be heroes in the blockbuster.

,save the world!

"Oh,**! How could this happen?"

In front of the computer, the white soldier who was previously responsible for calculating the trajectory of Cheng Fan's missile lost his arrogance and stared at the information returned by the radar in disbelief.

"What the hell is this? It swung its tail in the air and got out of the way of our missiles!"

The American soldier was furious. He was a proud graduate of Harvard University in the United States. Even though he was as proud as he was, his mentality was shattered by Cheng Fan's sexy maneuvers. He rubbed his head with both hands, knowing that something bad was going to happen this time. There might be trouble...

Big.

"Is it too late to launch interceptor missiles?"

Another small white soldier asked him.

"It's too late, we can only pray for God's blessing."

As he said that, the black soldier silently turned off the missile launcher, picked up the small cross on his chest, closed his eyes and prayed devoutly.

"Bless for what?"
To be continued...