Start a Base

In the command center of the Moyang Empire, the early warnings of the pilots of the Aerospace Forces were simultaneously displayed on the big screen.

Li Yunpeng's face was serious, the radar exposure was normal, and the ground radar could also illuminate the low-altitude orbit. He was paying attention to the further development of the situation.

"Report to the ground command center that a high-speed moving object has been detected, with a speed of Mach 20, approaching us!"

"Closely monitor, suspend the mission of launching the satellite, and if necessary, abandon the satellite and launch an attack first!" Li Yunpeng ordered.

"yes!"

After assigning the task, Li Yunpeng did not relax at all, moved objects at high speed, fired radar irradiation, and rushed to the low-orbit space. Could it be the second alien from Nanmen?

The Aerospace Forces flew around the edge of the low-orbit space domain of Silician, carefully guarding against UFOs flying up from below.

"Unidentified flying objects, the number is 150, the height is 327, accompanied by a super high heat source, it should be an aerospace vehicle!"

Soon, a radio wave was sent from below, "The front is the Silician Democratic Republic, please identify yourself, otherwise you will be punished by fire, Ovo!"

"Fly around Xilijian and collect the parameters of the enemy's air and space fighters!" Li Yunpeng ordered.

"yes!"

The Aerospace Forces did not respond to Silician's warning, and were ordered to immediately turn the nose and fly around 100 kilometers away from the air and space domain of the Democratic Republic of Silicia, increasing the speed to Mach 25.

"The front is the Democratic Republic of Silicia, please indicate your identity, otherwise you will be punished by fire, Ovo!"

The warning sounded again, but the Aerospace Forces still ignored it and continued to go its own way.

The commander of the Xilijian Air and Space Army cursed: "Shit! This group of damned people must be the Air and Space Army of the Moyang Empire. They stole the satellite!"

"Sir, what should we do?"

Admiral McCans, commander of the Silician Aerospace Corps, thought about it and said: "Follow closely and observe the enemy's movements!"

"yes!"

The two sides launched a chase in the low-orbit space at an altitude of 400 kilometers from the ground.

The air and space army of the Doom Yang Empire increased its speed to the extreme, sometimes far away, and sometimes approaching the border of the Silician air and space field.

The opponent's aerospace fighters are chasing after them, and both sides are collecting each other's fighter parameters. The fuel consumption of the fighters is very high under the rapid flight.

Two hours later.

"Report to Your Excellency General, our air and space fighter planes are running out of fuel, please return to the ground!"

Mackins hammered the table, "This group of sons of bitches, do they have enough fuel? They flew from the distant Doom Empire!"

"Report, Your Excellency, General, that the enemy has not found any shortage of fuel!"

"Shit! Are they God's nephews? How could there be any fuel!" Mackins said angrily.

"Order Pacific Aerospace Forces, return to the ground immediately for supplies!"

"receive!"

 …

The commander of the air and space army of the Moyang Empire noticed that the enemy army suddenly turned around and immediately reported the news to the command center.

"Report to the command center that the Aerospace Forces fleet of the Democratic Republic of Silica is suspected to be low on fuel and has returned to the atmosphere."

Li Yunpeng took the collected performance parameters of the enemy fighters. The maximum speed was around Mach 25, and the battery life in wartime was more than two hours. Looking at the photos, the payload should be slightly smaller than that of the Moyang Empire's aerospace fighters, but the difference is not too big.

"Release satellites in orbit around the Democratic Republic of Sierra Leone."

"yes!"

Li Yunpeng looked at the status display panel of the aerospace fighter in the command center, and found that nearly half of the power was left. "Come back after completing the mission of launching the satellite."

"yes!"

The Imperial Aerospace Forces immediately lifted the combat status, and dropped some intact satellites into the low-orbit space 1,000 kilometers away from the Democratic Republic of Silicia, and then activated the micro-accelerators carried on the satellites to accelerate to the predetermined orbital speed and successfully entered orbit.

Just before the Aerospace Army returned to the Moyang Empire, the orbiting satellites orbiting the Democratic Republic of Silicia received a radio signal.

"Master, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Democratic Republic of Silicia requests to speak with you."

Li Yunpeng sneered, "Tell him that he is not worthy, and come with a different identity! Also, call Wang Lang, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Empire."

"yes!"

 …

At this time, Wang Lang can be said to be in a state of chaos. He started from a humble beginning, and in less than ten years, he has risen step by step, and has been sitting in the position of the chief of foreign affairs of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Moyang Empire today.

Of course, there is Li Yunpeng's support, but the most important thing is that he can complete the task satisfactorily every time, sometimes even exceeding expectations. From now on, he has to walk around when he sees Luo Xiaotian, and he can see the results of his work.

During his tenure as the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Empire, he continued to study the cultures, languages, and customs of various countries, and achieved good results in many aspects.

But the Moyang Empire has always been strong, advocating military diplomacy, and has never had anything to do with him as the foreign minister. Today, Wang Lang, who was summoned by Li Yunpeng and almost faded out of his mouth, felt that he was finally alive again.

 …

After half an hour, the Aerospace Legion of the Moyang Empire successfully completed its mission and landed at the military base of Moyang City.

Wang Lang also hurried to the command center.

The satellite communication from the Democratic Republic of Silica is calling again.

Li Yunpeng told Wang Lang about the situation in advance. There is only one request, not to be cowardly, and to limit the scope of the aerospace field.

, firmly blocked at the door of the democratic country of Silicia.

Wang Lang was delighted when he heard it, but he was afraid of reciprocal negotiations. If this is the case, it will be easy to handle.

"Hi, hello, I am the chief minister of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Moyang Empire."

The President of the Democratic Republic of Silica, Barron Trump, is in a daze. What's going on? The foreign minister of labor and capital talked to your country leader, saying that the status was not equal, and he wanted to change the president. What the hell did I change here, but you changed the foreign minister to talk?

"I'm looking for Li Yunpeng, the little foreign minister, who is not qualified to negotiate with me!" Trump said proudly.

Wang Lang didn't care, and said in broken English: "Oh, it doesn't matter if you look down on others. I don't care about it. Our lord is very busy and has no time."

"what?"

Regarding Wang Lang's expression, Trump said he did not understand, but Li Yunpeng was very busy, so he understood.

Automatically ignoring the previous words, Trump asked, "What is Li Yunpeng up to?"

Speaking of the topic, Wang Lang's oral pronunciation became standard, "Actually, it's nothing. The Empire has recently manufactured a hydrogen bomb with a yield of 1 billion tons, and is testing the mounting plan for aerospace fighters. Your lord has gone to inspect it."

Trump: "???"

1 billion tons! Are you fucking trying to blow up the planet?

Once this thing explodes on the bottom of the Pacific Ocean near the Democratic Republic of Sierra Leone, the resulting tsunami is expected to engulf half of the Sierra Leone!

"Crazy, you Orientals are all crazy, downright crazy!"

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