Chapter 1,420 The End of the War

The USS Obama sank.

The spherical observer, floating dozens of kilometers away on the sea, rising and falling with the waves, used its wide-angle camera to faithfully record the last scene of the USN fleet being swallowed up by the typhoon.

Unlike the previous two unlucky destroyers, the USS Obama, as the flagship, persisted until the end, until a cargo ship rolled up by a typhoon directly hit its deck, sending it away after running out of good luck. Into the bottom of the sea.

Sitting in the cabin of the Parrot, holding the hot water handed to him by the captain, Zhou Guoping stared blankly at the scene in the camera.

It took him a while to recover from the shock.

"This is……"

"Your marshal's new toy seems to be called a weather weapon or something." He walked to Zhou Guoping's side with a cup of boiling water. Looking at the messy sea area on the screen, Captain Wang couldn't help but smacked his lips, "It's so direct. Annihilating a fleet is a bit too awesome."

"Tch, we haven't been following behind to track the coordinates of this fleet." The pilot sitting in the driver's seat curled his lips disapprovingly, "Let their planes guide the weather strikes on their own, and they might even hit the back of other people's heads. Can’t touch it.”

"Okay, let's not be upset." Patting the pilot's back, the captain of the Parrot laughed and looked at Zhou Guoping, "Your marshal went to North America in person. If I It’s you, but you have to think carefully about what to say when you see him later.”

"Can you let me get off the boat in Wanghai City?" Zhou Guoping said with a bitter smile.

"Of course not," the captain shook his head and said, "If we throw you into Wanghai City, who will pay us?"

"Remuneration?" Zhou Guoping was stunned for a moment.

"Haha, that's right, a full hundred thousand credits!" The captain smiled and patted his shoulder, "Don't be so sad and be happy! If I were you, I would definitely be happy for a while. After all, I have changed I was caught by pirates, my boss will definitely not spend so much money to get me back!"

…

When the weather strikes begin, the war is over.

Bypassing the air defense positions on the West Coast, fourteen F-79s belatedly arrived over Nevada. They circled around the entrance of the West Coast Weather Center for a long time, and finally had to face the bare hills and nothingness. The one-person military base stared blankly and helplessly returned to Panama.

The USS Obama has sunk, and the USN's dream of reviving the United States has been completely ruined at sea.

After the weather strike was terminated, Lilith followed Jiang Chen's instructions and modified the climate guidance program of the weather weapon, causing the heavy snow that should have fallen in the eastern part of Pan-Asia to tilt towards the Mediterranean Sea far away on the other side of the Eurasian continent.

I believe that starting from this year, European survivors will be able to have a unique Christmas.

In the colonial conference room, Jiang Chen ended his talks with representatives of the Minutemen and the National Guard. The three parties discussed matters related to future maintenance of meteorological weapons, and finally decided that the three parties would jointly dispatch troops to station at the West Coast Weather Monitoring Center.

Of course, because NAC accounts for the majority of energy expenditures in climate guidance projects, the number of soldiers stationed at this weather monitoring center is also the largest. In addition, the task of maintaining meteorological weapons also falls on the NAC.

For other survivor forces, maintaining such a large quantum computer must be an unavoidable burden, but for NAC, it is a desirable one. This also means that Jiang Chen can blatantly send a scientific research team to study the technology of meteorological weapons.

Jiang Chen was still very interested in this kind of magical weapon that could kill people invisible.

If possible, he would like to do it in this world.

After returning to the governor's office, Jiang Chen met Zhou Guoping, who was personally sent by the captain of the Parrot.

As soon as their eyes met, Zhou Guoping looked at Jiang Chen who was smiling but not smiling, he smiled bitterly, lowered his head and said.

"Sorry, I messed up."

"You did mess up a lot of things," Jiang Chen smiled,

After a pause, he continued, "But it was the chip in your head that ultimately led to the sinking of the USN fleet's coordinates. I'll just count it as your credit."

"Thank you, Marshal..." Zhou Guoping said gratefully.

"No need to thank me," Jiang Chen waved his hand, "I have seen the financial reports you left when you were managing the colony. Generally speaking, although you did not have any great achievements during this period, you did a lot of hard work. Touch. It’s not your fault that this happened, and it seems unjustifiable if I hold you responsible for this.”

Zhou Guoping only had a hundred or so people at his disposal at the time. If he couldn't defeat USN, he really couldn't be blamed for his incompetence. It was unlikely that someone else could do better than him in that situation. The only thing he did wrong might be that he didn't report the nuclear weapons immediately after discovering them. But this is also human nature. When faced with information with great uncertainty, it must be verified first to ensure the reliability of the information before reporting to the rear. After all, the governor is a position with high decision-making power and is not a leader. The leader of the gun had to report everything to the rear.

Going to be the governor of a colony is a hard job that not many people are willing to do. If he is punished too harshly for this matter, the negative impact will definitely be greater than the positive impact in the end. After some deliberation, Jiang Chen finally made the choice to take the punishment lightly.

"Although your problem is not big in terms of emotions and you have made a small contribution in the end, it is unreasonable not to punish you at all for causing such a big mistake. Let's do this. I will fine you half a year's salary and keep you on the job for one year. Are you satisfied with this result?"

After hearing the punishment imposed on him, the big stone weighing on Zhou Guoping's heart finally let go. Looking at Jiang Chen gratefully, Zhou Guoping was about to say thank you, but Jiang Chen raised his hand to signal him to stop talking.

"Don't thank me. I'm punishing you. What do you mean by thanking me? Do you think my punishment is too light?"

After being glared at by Jiang Chen, Zhou Guoping smiled dryly, scratched his head, and said quickly.

"Marshal, you said so."

"You are on probation now, so behave well." Looking at Zhou Guoping with a humble look on his face, Jiang Chen smiled and continued, "Well done, just continue to sit in this position. You won't achieve anything." , just go back to Wanghai City and take care of your retirement."

With that said, Jiang Chen stood up from the chair and patted the back of the chair.

"Okay, I won't stay here any longer. This chair is yours, so of course it's you who sit on it."

"What's the matter!" Zhou Guoping laughed sarcastically and flattered him out of habit, "After all, Marshal, you lend me this chair. You can sit on it for as long as you want. I'll just stand up!"

"Okay, don't flatter me all day long," Jiang Chen said with a smile as he looked at Zhou Guoping, who had a flattering look on his face, "What I want to see is not flattery, but your achievements. I still have something to do, so I won't listen. You're talking nonsense."

But I have to say that this guy is really good at flattering people.

At least it's comfortable to listen to, not so deliberate that it's off-putting.

Afraid of patting this guy on the shoulder, Jiang Chen turned around and left the governor's office and walked towards the headquarters under the flattered gaze.