Extraordinary Realm from Persuasion System

”Minister Zhang, I now know there are over twenty missile silos within the borders of Wu Country.”

”The long-range strike missiles are too highly classified, and the protection level is too high. I don’t have the conditions for that right now.”

”The most suitable option now is a small missile silo just over seventy kilometers from the capital. This silo contains three missiles, all of the same model, with a launch range of 120 kilometers, and an explosive yield approximately equal to two thousand TNT, capable of destroying an area of about fifty thousand square meters.”

”Please give me an address, and I’ll launch it for you.”

”But I declare in advance that this missile is not launched by me, but by you. You must bear all subsequent responsibilities on your own. My small arms and legs can’t handle such significant consequences.”

”...”

When it really started to get underway.

This young girl was no longer timid and didn’t stammer while speaking.

With a smooth and powerful tone, she explained the current situation to Zhang Beixing.

And she also sent the specific details of the missile over to the just-hacked phone of Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing looked at the missile photos and information on his phone, his lips twitched slightly.

Damn.

Talented indeed.

He couldn’t help but shift his gaze to the few DE Organization members leading the mission this time.

Damn, it really had to be the DE Organization.

Trustworthy.

First there was Makely, then there’s Guliya.

What is this called?

DE selection?

Zhang Beixing mused to himself.

But he didn’t hesitate in his actions and quickly notified The Ninth Bureau to get the location of the Simoski Organization’s headquarters.

At this time, except for Harley Yous who left first with his people, most people were still at headquarters fighting for power and profit.

Simoski left in a hurry, but the wealth left behind wasn’t insignificant.

Now holding the headquarters and seizing the top position would justifiably incorporate Simoski’s substantial inheritance.

Except for Harley Yous’s counselor who ran away, others were reluctant to leave.

There aren’t that many people who can easily see through and let go of these things.

After the staff from The Ninth Bureau sent the address over, Zhang Beixing directly forwarded it to Guliya.

”Launch it.”

Zhang Beixing spoke plainly.

But everyone present shuddered.

Is this an authority figure?

With one word, deciding the life and death of hundreds, thousands?

Zhang Beixing isn’t afraid of a bombing mishap.

The war conflict in Wu Country has already turned into a disaster zone.

There’s hardly anyone left in the capital.

Wu Country, originally sparsely populated, is now even more deserted.

The Simoski Organization’s headquarters has already marked that area, and normal residents wouldn’t go there anyway.

Now that place, within ten kilometers, aside from those from the Simoski Organization, there are absolutely no outsiders.

This is also a safeguard for the Simoski Organization’s security, ensuring they can monitor other forces and military personnel to prevent any sneaky advances, avoiding a scenario where they would catch them off guard.

Receiving the phone handed over by the young girl, Guliya.

Hissing...

It’s so hot.

This phone is so warm, it might just start smoking, right?

Even dual water coolers can’t suppress it.

Zhang Beixing observed, the phone was only serving as a monitor, whereas it was actually linked to a computer at Guliya’s home.

No wonder, that makes sense.

Yet even so, the phone was being overloaded.

Zhang Beixing inadvertently glanced at the girl’s hands, which were red from the heat.

She had been enduring it all along.

Now that her hands were free, they were slightly trembling.

Zhang Beixing didn’t speak, this heat is hardly harmful to him.

Just a normal sensation of temperature.

Looking at the blood-red start button on the phone screen.

Zhang Beixing didn’t hesitate for a second.

He pressed it down.

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Within a missile base in Wu Country.

It was the middle of the night.

The security personnel at the base were patrolling diligently, not daring to delay at all.

In the past, their work was relatively easy. During peaceful times, work at the missile base was basic, just a couple of rounds and done.

Since the conflict started, patrols have intensified multiple times.

From the previous two patrols per shift daily, it increased to six.

Not only did the frequency increase, but the duration also extended.

They could hardly complain.

As military personnel, not being sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder was already fortunate enough.

Being able to patrol and stand guard here was indeed very fortunate.

The patrol personnel, even in the biting cold, stayed clear-headed through the night.

But those in the monitoring room weren’t so attentive to their guard duty.

Many had already dozed off.

Current monitoring systems are intelligent; should anything happen at the gate or critical spots, the systems would automatically alert them, loud enough to wake them up.

However, this anomaly wasn’t the usual situation.

In the missile silo.

A missile of not prime importance silently activated its operational mode.

Under Guliya’s intrusion, there was no need for manual launch, or password verification; all these processes were bypassed by her.

This missile took just tens of seconds to complete all launch preparations.