Chapter 532 Black Barrier! (First Update!)

Virginia, Arlington, Pentagon.

The outgoing Secretary of Defense, Raffield, the incoming Secretary of Defense, and a group of senior operations staff of the Department of Defense were bored and gathered around a conference table, staring at the big screen in front of them.

On the big screen in front of them was the display screen of the air defense radar from the Guam Air Defense Base.

And the reconnaissance screen from the high-altitude satellite.

In the picture, in the coastal area of ​​central and eastern China, a high-energy bright spot was climbing at a terrifying speed.

After climbing to an altitude of about 200 kilometers, this high-energy bright spot rushed towards the southeast Pacific Ocean. Soon, the high-energy bright spot reaction disappeared.

After his eyes stayed on the monitor for a moment, White, who was about to take office, turned his head and looked at the other generals present. He looked at them gently and asked without any emotion in his eyes:

"Generals, now, please tell me, what should we do?"

"Or should we do something to deal with it?"

"As the guardian of order in this world, at this critical moment, if we, America, don't stand up and say a few words, then I think we don't deserve this title."

White's serious words made the others present speechless. They looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

I wanted to say a few words, but I found that what I said was not as righteous as the words of the uncle in front of me.

I simply didn't want to say more.

For a long time, White closed his eyes and looked at Lafield, but he didn't speak, but looked at an army general next to him.

After watching for a while, he asked: "General Wiggins, you are a veteran general in the Army, can you give me a suggestion?"

On the chair next to him, Wiggins was originally daydreaming, and White's sudden words stunned him.

The American army is divided into several levels.

The first is the standard navy, army and air force, but the navy has the greatest weight among the three services, followed by the air force, and finally the army.

In addition to these three, there is also a Coast Guard, which is responsible for homeland security and maritime law enforcement tasks.

Then there are some unique departments divided based on the navy, army and air force, such as the Marine Corps, such as the Federal Reserve.

And he, Wiggins, is the general of the Federal Reserve.

In other words, the navy, army and air force in front need to be killed, and he, a member of the Federal Reserve, will go up.

The first wave of fighting was against the navy, army and air force, and had nothing to do with him.

As for the military, what he, a general of the Federal Reserve, said is equivalent to farting.

It is better to ask him than to ask a stray dog ​​on the side of the road.

This guy is trying to lead me into a ditch.

If I object, he will have a reason to target me. If I agree, those generals of the navy, army and air force will peel off my skin and soak it in sulfuric acid.

After a moment of hesitation, Wiggins stood up suddenly, raised his hand to salute, and shouted to White: "The Federal Reserve will never lag behind!"

The irrelevant answer made White know that the guy in front of him would not be fooled.

He could only change his way and change someone.

His eyes flickered slightly, and when he was about to look for the next target, Rafield raised his hand and tapped the table lightly: "White, as your former Secretary of Defense, I think there is something I need to tell you."

"This sentence is, when you can't control the fire, don't think about starting a fire."

"We who sit in the back must consider the front when making decisions. If we don't consider the people in the front, it's like digging our own roots."

"You have to think clearly."

"If you don't consider the front, we may end up in trouble, big trouble."

Faced with Rafield's warning, White seemed indifferent at first, with a sneer on his face.

But soon, Rafield's next words made him silent, and even a little panic.

After a moment of silence, he turned his head again and looked to the side, looking at Walker, the former commander of the Pacific Theater Navy.

Before he spoke, Walker took the lead: "Our front-line soldiers only need to face missiles, and you who make decisions in the back have more to consider."

The sarcastic words also made White know that he was a little too hasty.

With a sigh, he slowly closed his eyes, frowned, and seemed to be thinking hard about something.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and issued his first order:

"Order the radars of Guam, Okinawa, Midway Island, Tokyo, and the Marshall Islands to pay attention and closely monitor the missile."

However, just as he finished speaking, the intelligence officer in charge of receiving the missile beside the large display in front took off his headphones and shouted to a group of officials:

"The missile has ignited again!"

Ignite again!

This short sentence directly made the generals present stand up.

After entering space, the intercontinental missile will shut down the engine and glide using inertia. When it reaches a certain area, it will ignite again, adjust its attitude, and then accelerate into the atmosphere.

Now igniting again means that the missile has completely entered the attack area and ignited again to adjust its attitude.

In other words, in a few minutes, that missile may hit the target.

Thinking of this, White quickly pulled out his chair, walked to the large display, stared at the radar screen on the display, and wanted to say a few words.

But when he stood up, he found that he couldn't understand the data.

So annoying!

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Lanling, rocket research and development center.

In the control room, a group of people were busy with their work in an orderly manner, and they were also staring at the picture displayed on the radar.

With the output of the command for the first-stage propulsion module to detach, two targets appeared on the radar. The target behind, like a discarded eggshell, slowly fell downward under the action of the earth's gravity.

And the target in front, still with high heat energy, continued to move forward. In the low-level space without atmosphere, the speed was getting faster and faster, so fast that it made people feel outrageous.

As the first-stage propulsion module successfully detached, the engine was turned off at the same time, and it entered the gliding state, the people present couldn't help cheering.

After a short cheer, they returned to their respective positions and continued to wait for the second stage to detach.

Finally, after ignition again, the second-stage propulsion module began to detach.

The distance of the second-stage propulsion module to detach is farther than that of the first stage, the speed is also faster, and the signal feedback needs to be more timely.

This was the first time for those present. As long as this level was passed, the next problem would be simple.

Commands were output one after another, sent to space through the signal transmission base station, and then transmitted to the missile controller running at high speed through the satellite in space.

Slowly, the second-stage propulsion module was separated successfully, leaving only the third-stage propulsion module and the final warhead.

The third-stage propulsion module and the warhead are an integrated structure. After the third-stage ignition, the speed increased again. At the same time, the nozzles on the left and right of the propulsion module began to spray flames and began to adjust the missile's posture.

It was just that under the premise of increased speed, all these operations became difficult.

"The third-stage ignition was successful, ready to maneuver and enter the atmosphere again!"

"The angle adjustment was successful, and it was about to enter the atmosphere. The current warhead speed was 23 Mach!"

"Be ready to enter the black barrier at any time!"

As soon as the word black barrier came out, all the staff present were alert, staring at the equipment in front of them, as well as the signal lights of various sensors.

Once the data displayed on these devices is abnormal, or the signal lights of the sensors do not flash normally, it is necessary to prepare to remotely detonate the warhead.

Soon, the black barrier arrived.

When the warhead reached Mach 23.1, the signal about the warhead disappeared on the radar display, and nothing was left.

The warhead, which was just like the brightest star in the night sky, disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

The next second, another voice sounded.

"Prepare for plan 2, start the backup equipment to connect the warhead!"

The moment the warhead entered the black barrier, the second set of plans was activated, and everyone followed the steps in the plan.

About 10 seconds later, the signal from the warhead reappeared on the radar display, and the radar also showed the speed of the warhead, Mach 26.8.

Seeing the signal appear, and once again confirming that the warhead was still in the black barrier area, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath.

The so-called black barrier is a simple literal meaning.

When space vehicles such as satellites, spacecraft, and intercontinental missiles re-enter the atmosphere at extremely high speeds, the friction between the vehicle and the surrounding air will generate high temperatures.

High temperature will ionize the air around the spacecraft to form plasma, thereby shielding the electromagnetic wave signals coming and going.

Under the normal atmospheric effect of the earth, the critical speed value of black barrier is 23 Mach.

Below this speed, the missile flight will not produce black barrier, and above this speed, black barrier will be produced, resulting in the interruption of the device signal connection.

Once the black barrier occurs, the aircraft will disappear from the radar and various signal equipment, and it means that the target will be hit.

The signal connection was successful, Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and waited for the third-stage warhead to run forward for a while, and he nodded to the head of the missile team.

The head of the missile team understood it immediately, grabbed the microphone in front of him, and ordered: "Prepare to change track!"

At his command, the corresponding control program command was issued from the operator, passed through the signal base station, and was transmitted to the crazy running child in the distance.

The next second, the warhead that received the signal adjusted its angle and stabbed diagonally upward.

After flying to a certain height, it nodded again, facing the stars below, and crashed into the ground at a faster speed.

Seeing the feedback signal on the radar, the missile team cheered again.

This is a unique test, which is equivalent to letting the warhead make a maneuver and change its trajectory before the attack, and then adjusting the speed to hit the opposite side with a more fierce attack.

This is a symbol of science and technology, this is a village of strength.

Virginia.

The Pentagon.

The intelligence officer guarding the monitor slowly turned his head and said to the people behind him with an incredible face: "They, they are letting the warhead enter the atmosphere, that is, in the black barrier, they input instructions to the warhead, let the warhead do a cobra maneuver, and force it to fly up a distance. The data obtained by satellite and radar detection just now shows that the landing speed of this missile has reached Mach 28."

When the number Mach 28 came out, everyone present couldn't help but take a breath.

At this moment, they only had one thought in their minds.

It's over, it's all over.

28 Mach, that is, 9.5 kilometers per second. At this speed, any interception method seems ridiculous and pathetic.

At this moment, everyone present couldn't help but lower their heads.

If... just say if.

If this is not a test, if this warhead is equipped with a real warhead and is aimed at their foreheads, then they are now dead.

Everyone is dead, dead, no one survived.

And at this moment, another signal came in.

It was a signal from the Third Fleet of the Pacific.

As soon as the call was connected, the commander-in-chief of the Third Fleet of the Pacific cursed into the phone:

"Have you watched too many Raiders of the Lost Ark? If you want to make trouble, that's your business. I don't want to do it, and I'm not going to take my troops to do it."

"It's that simple!"

"Damn, a 28 Mach missile, wherever it hits, that place will die."

In a word, the other party hung up the phone.

The Pacific Ocean is the largest of the seven continents and four oceans. Before human ships had enough power, all ships moved along the land coastline and rarely crossed the sea.

It was for this reason that humans did not see the raging waves in the depths of the Pacific Ocean until the industrial age.

Waves several dozen stories high easily smashed down, making people lose their temper.

At this moment, America's Third Fleet was floating quietly on the calm sea, enjoying the rare sunshine.

But this rare sunshine did not illuminate their hearts, but made their hearts even colder.

The entire Third Fleet was fully deployed, stretching for hundreds of miles.

In the center of this formation, on the USS Stennis, the commander-in-chief of the Third Fleet, Calvin, silently put his pipe into his mouth.

Take a puff and exhale.

The tobacco in the pipe was repeatedly lit up as he repeatedly inhaled and exhaled.

Just now, they watched a warhead fall from the sky and hit the water.

The warhead was so fast that their radars couldn't catch it in time, and it crashed into the water.

Then it was caught by the Chinese survey ship waiting here, and walked away in front of them.

I didn't think much of it when I saw it, I just felt a little shocked at that time.

But now, when the warhead disappeared, when they began to review the situation, the fear from the depths of DNA appeared silently again, in their hearts.

In addition to fear, they couldn't help but think.

At such a fast speed, if it was a nuclear warhead, if a real fight broke out, they might have to face such a missile, right?

Only one missile was needed to easily solve them, let them die without a burial place, and make them disappear from this world completely.

Suddenly, I don't want to be a soldier anymore!