Nine Hundred and Forty-Seven: Ridiculed

The commander watched the surveillance video, and the whole scene was deadly quiet.

His original smile had subsided at the moment when the missile was turned off but not detonated.

Awkward!

Unprecedented embarrassment!

The group of people behind them could even feel the commander's impending collapse and the crows flying over his head.

All the officers didn't say a word, and the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard in the quiet room.

The commander's hand on the console was shaking.

If you said that you slapped him on the left side of the cheek just now, now you slapped him on the right side of the cheek!

The fight is not an opponent, but a pig teammate!

He slowly took off his military cap, and then straightened his messy hair due to excessive sweating. When everyone was caught off guard, he turned around and slammed the cap away, almost to the person in charge of logistics. One of the officers in the army fell over.

His angry roar could be heard throughout the room: "What the hell are you doing?"

The officer in charge of logistics was hit directly in the face by the commander's military cap, his nose turned red, and he was scolded bloody when the commander turned around.

"Commander, they are leaving."

He pointed to the place of the video, wanting to divert his attention again.

But the commander has already waved his fists and kicked over: "Labor and management first get rid of you, a disgraceful bastard!"

The logistics officer was in a hurry: "I have already asked the soldiers to install new missiles, and there is absolutely no problem this time!"

After the commander kicked him, the logistics officer's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. The commander tidied up his military uniform, and then returned to the console.

"Just treat it as those two missiles to amuse you, I want to make your mentality explode!" The commander groaned to the strangers on the screen, and then slammed down on the launch button: "This time you all go! Die!"

Rumble.

A missile was launched from the aircraft carrier orbit again, the same trajectory and the same target.

The logistics officer who was lying on the corner and sat up against the wall watched the missile take off smoothly and soared away. He made a cross prayer with both hands: "Holy Mary, bless you, please don't fart this time."

He is sure that if there is another problem this time, the commander may swallow him alive, and he will become a sinner in this war, and being dismissed after returning home is only the next thing, he is afraid that he will be sent to prison and raped by those black people.

The commander sneered when he saw him like this: "The value of a missile is 500,000 U.S. dollars. You have already lost 1 million U.S. dollars, which is equivalent to your 15-year salary. It's a shame, today's battle, you have completely lost the face of the United States!"

The logistics chief said: "I really checked everything. I have been doing this for so many years, and I have never encountered such a problem today."

"It's not your problem, is it my problem?" The commander roared, and then looked at the missile that was gliding and tracking in the air.

Diesel and the others just ran away now, and now they only think about how to fight back. Zhang Xiu is trying to wake Chekov up, and the group doesn't have a single thought on the missile. This scene made the commander vomit blood: "Although I despise it, anyway, there are still a few seconds to let you know the power of this missile, do you really think that you are so lucky every time? It’s really annoying to put on such an indifferent expression, then let’s end it all, Poor, backward, stupid fools."

Rumble!

After all, the missile still fell from the sky. But every time it was about to hit the ground, it would suddenly hit the ground like a piece of scrap iron like a piece of scrap iron, making a dull metallic sound of 'tom' before rolling to the ground.

The next moment, the Yike brothers all laughed.

Laughing very presumptuously, very heartless.

"Can you please launch a normal missile? It's a waste of my expressions." Zhang Xiu shouted into the distance.

"That is, the level of militarization in the United States is like this? If you are here to be funny, to be honest, you managed to make me laugh."

Their smiles and actions were all fed back to the aircraft carrier's monitoring and command center through drones.

Compared with the clamor and abuse in the video, there is absolutely no sound here. If everyone swallowed their saliva before, then they dare not breathe now!

The commander subconsciously touched his military cap habitually again, only to find that his cap was gone long ago, leaving him with a bald head and a few strands of hair. After smoothing it, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Take a sip.

Finally, he turned his head inadvertently, only to see that the logistics officer sitting in the corner had passed out. The commander was even more angry now.

He gritted his teeth, and everyone in the quiet room heard the sound of him grinding his teeth.

There was a snap.

Because of his advanced age, his gums and teeth were not good at all. After such a grind, a tooth was worn off by the commander!

The soldiers outside the aircraft carrier who lined up to board the ship one after another looked at each other with embarrassment that could not be concealed in their eyes. Some shook their heads, some were helpless.

Their expressions also fed back to command.

The commander looked at all this as if they were laughing at him.

In the end, he slammed his fist hard on the console: "Why don't you tell people to fight? How can I fight like you?"

He pointed to the group of strangers in the video who had given up on escaping and were too lazy to run away, and roared at the group of commanders and officers behind him: "Look at them, they just don't leave, this is clearly looking down on us , I feel that our missiles are just coming out to embarrass people, I play Nima B!"

At this time, an officer said weakly: "Since they don't leave, they are firing one. I remember there are three more in the inventory!"

The commander raised his hand: "No, let's change to a different type of missile. This series may have something to do with damp or you have not preserved it well. Change to another more powerful one. I will completely wipe them out! Jie Colonel Sen, check the missiles yourself and install them for me, if there is another mistake this time, jump off here one by one to feed the sharks."

"Yesir!" Colonel Jason ran out after saluting.

(There will be an update tonight)

He is an ammunition expert and is very good at and researching ammunition. He went to check the missiles, and the commander was very relieved.

His efficiency is very fast. After finishing it, the commander of the headquarters directly chose to launch without saying a word!

This missile, which was much larger than before, took off.

This time, Xu Cheng felt the power of this missile, he felt that this missile should be able to open the aircraft carrier's defense!

He had a bold idea. While taking off his clothes and even his pants, he said to his brothers: "Get ready to attack the inside of the aircraft carrier. Tonight, I allow you to vent unscrupulously. As long as you don't die, Xiaodong can wake you up!"