God-level choice: Starting Contract Thunder General

"Don't worry, there will be no accidents this time, and China will eventually perish."

"I don't think it's that simple."

"Our people have made precise calculations. Given the current scale of the beast tide, it is understandable that China can have one or two more emperors. After all, we haven't made a move yet."

In the United States, in a room with screen monitors on all four walls, Johnson was lying comfortably on the sofa, drinking red wine with a wine glass in hand, while Peter was staring at the images on the monitor, motionless.

"Johnson, haven't you noticed? The attitude shown by China so far is too calm. They haven't panicked or reacted in any way. Instead, they have simply deployed defenses outside the sea area."

"When the beast tide surged, they were even celebrating the damn Spring Festival. This is so abnormal."

"This may be China's arrogance. Do they think they are invincible if they beat us? Humph."

Johnson's tone was a little impatient. He thought Peter was a little too timid.

Allowing spiritual beasts to overflow, through the contract with Olmid, and targeting China at the same time, is undoubtedly an act of cutting meat to feed the eagle for the United States.

With the loss of half of the country's land area, all developable resources such as Lingxu have disappeared, but for Johnson, these are small things.

His goal and ambition is the sea of ​​stars and the real starry sky.

"Don't underestimate China. Every time we think we can defeat China, something unexpected happens."

Peter still did not have an optimistic attitude and said in a deep voice.

"We have already figured out China's financial situation. Our spies have traveled to various regions in the northwest, and satellites have taken pictures of all of China's topographical maps. China's military strength and military reserves are basically under our control. There will be no accidents this time!"

Johnson said very confidently, and Peter was silent for a moment.

Just as Johnson said, they had already figured out China's strengths and weaknesses. Facing a beast tide of this scale, China had no chance of winning.

You know, just these monster tides alone may make China overwhelmed once a war breaks out, not to mention the Zerg led by Olmid hiding in the dark!

"what is this?"

Suddenly, Peter felt a few black shadows passing quickly on the monitor on the side, but when he turned around, the picture was normal.

The next moment, the command room suddenly flashed red warning lights.

"Warning, multiple fighter jets have taken off from the southern airspace of China."

"what?"

When Peter heard the alarm, his face changed instantly.

In peacetime, China is the absolute imaginary enemy of the United States. Over the years, the United States has never given up even for a moment its infiltration of China, and the same is true for China.

For the United States, every airport and every military base in China is under their noses. But now, there are dozens of psychic fighters flying in the southern airspace of China?

This is impossible!

Under their surveillance, there was not a single psychic fighter taking off. So where did these dozens of psychic fighters that suddenly appeared come from?

Conjured out of thin air?

"It's just a few fighter jets. Why are you so nervous? Maybe China has secretly built a few military airports."

Johnson was nervous for a few seconds when he heard the alarm, and then relaxed.

It's just a psychic fighter.

"This is not an ordinary psychic fighter. We have never seen this type before."

Peter shook his head, feeling a little uneasy. Although as Peter said, the psychic fighter was not a factor that could decide the outcome of the battle, it seemed to be a signal, a signal that the situation was gradually beyond their control.

"Hey? Check for me where these Chinese psychic fighters took off from."

"Yes!"

Peter took out his cell phone, dialed the number, and shouted anxiously to the person on the other end of the line.

Just a few seconds after Peter hung up, the phone rang again.

"I found it."

"Found out!?"

Peter was stunned. When did their intelligence department become so efficient?

"Anomalies were found in one of our satellite-focused mountain areas."

Peter wondered if there was something wrong with his hearing, in the mountainous area?

How to take off a psychic fighter in a mountainous area?

"Our satellite captured some images. These psychic fighters seem to have flown out from the Spirit Ruins."

“…”

Peter was confused. Lingxu?

In an instant, a thought that something terrible was going to happen enveloped Peter's mind.

"All screens should be switched to the beast tide gathering place! Quickly!"

Peter yelled, startling Johnson.

When Johnson reacted, the surrounding screens had already switched to the gathering place of the beast tide, with angles looking down, angles looking up, and even satellite views shooting down from space.

There were too many beasts in the tide, and what was shown here was just the tip of the iceberg. Just when Johnson was about to ask Peter what happened, several black dots appeared on an inconspicuous screen.

The staff in the background who detected the abnormality quickly projected the footage to Peter.

Looking at the dozens of small black dots densely packed on the screen, Peter couldn't help but clench his fists tightly.

As expected, China actually wants to strike first!

Just like the Battle of the Sea of ​​Sakura, China launched a surprise attack that no one expected. This time, China took the initiative again.

But does China know what they are doing?

However, this thought only flashed through Peter's mind, and he was stunned for less than a second. The psychic fighter on the screen actually disappeared! ?

"???"

Three big question marks appeared above Peter's head. Could it be that China's technology has already developed to this extent? Not only can it block radar, but it can also block vision! ?

"General Peter, there's something wrong with this fighter jet. It's flying too fast!"

The backstage staff shouted, and a voice rang out from the headphones on Peter's ears.

"too fast?"

Peter was stunned. What does this mean? Fast? How fast can it be!?

But the next moment, Peter knew.

The screen in front of Peter switched rapidly, almost every three or four seconds.

And in the center of the screen, those thirty psychic fighters were traveling at full speed. The screen changes in front of Peter seemed very easy, but in reality, this meant that these psychic fighters would cross nearly 10,000 meters almost every second.

This speed has already made many royal-level flying contract spirits who specialize in flying ashamed.

Almost in the time that Peter could not react, the group of psychic fighters had arrived at where the monsters gathered, but they were still going deeper.

"Quick, inform Olmid that China must strike first!"