Super Black Technology

In the cold and dark space, in the medium orbit 36,000 meters above the earth, several military satellites are orbiting the earth.

One is from the United States, one is from China, and three are from Russia...

Sudden!

A huge monster weighing 100,000 tons broke into this area, and the endless gravitational force stirred up the space, domineering and arrogant, like a ferocious demon...

Several small sheep-like military satellites rushed into the devil's gravitational field in an instant.

At this moment, it seems that a boundless hand suddenly appeared, pinching time and space.

Time for a meal!

Silently, several supersonic military satellites stopped strangely, and stopped in the gravitational field of the devil. Then, together with the demons, they quickly flew towards the high orbit of space...

This scene is beyond imagination!

Russia. Ministry of Defense.

The ear-piercing siren rang violently, and the dazzling red light seemed to be urging people to die.

"Report: All military satellites in Europe are out of control!"

"Report: The satellite's kinetic energy is completely lost, but the camera function is still there!"

"Report: The satellite is already following the demon, flying to a high orbit in space!"

...

Hearing the report of a technician, the generals of the Ministry of Defense were horrified.

"Can you break free from the gravitational field of the big pumpkin?"

The technicians shook their heads collectively.

What a joke, how could a force field capable of pushing 100,000 tons be broken free by a satellite?

How much does a satellite weigh? 0.1——3 tons!

Compared to the big pumpkin, it was so weak that it couldn't even be counted as an ant.

"Are there any satellites ahead of us?"

The technician who knew the information like the back of his hand replied immediately: "There are 13 more!"

"what? What?!"……

The generals panicked and hurried outside to report the sudden incident to the Kremlin.

U.K. In Hyde Park.

Prime Minister Cameron's phone rang urgently, along with President Obama's personal cell phone.

The two answered their respective calls at the same time.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister: The Chinese and Russian foreign ministries have called urgently, please suspend the flight of the Big Pumpkin. Many of their satellites have been hijacked!"

"Mr. President, many countries have called the White House to ask the Pumpkin to suspend its flight for half an hour. There are military satellites of many countries on its route, as well as a small number of commercial communication satellites."

Obama was anxious, and asked repeatedly: "What about our American? Have we lost anything?!"

The voice fell, and the voice of a NASA official sounded on the phone. The voice was extremely tragic: "We have lost 17!"

But hearing a "boom", Obama's cell phone fell to the ground.

Fuck, this damn big pumpkin hasn't done enough harm on the ground, but it has to go to the sky to harm everyone.

"Your Excellency, please inform the space agency to suspend the flight of the pumpkin!"

Obama yelled at Cameron, who immediately hung up and called the British Space Centre. So, there was the scene of the previous call.

The operator of the space agency received the notification from Cameron and quickly passed it to the command hall...

This time, the entire command hall was almost scared to death.

Fuck, this big pumpkin is too domineering. Is it going to hijack all the mid-orbit satellites in the eastern hemisphere to high-orbit?

"Call the Big Pumpkin!"

"Yes, bureau..."

Before he could finish speaking, a loud roar suddenly sounded.

"No, can't stop!"

what's the situation? Many senior officials hurriedly turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.

But see: an aerospace researcher in his 50s broke through the crowd and broke into everyone's sight.

"The big pumpkin can't be stopped, not even for a second!"

The researcher's voice was very firm, as if there was no room for refutation.

Hearing his words, the senior officials all looked at him, as if they were waiting for his explanation. The person who was about to call the big pumpkin also stopped their movements.

Sensing the questioning eyes of the lay officials, the researcher spoke depressingly.

"The rendezvous between the Big Pumpkin and the Endeavor has been accurately calculated, and there should be no delay in the middle, otherwise, when they reach the high orbit, the two will miss the rendezvous. The next synchronization will have to be done after the earth rotates once!"

What?

The officials were shocked, is this true?

"That's true!" Another professional broke through the crowd and walked over. The interface explained, "It doesn't matter if the big pumpkin stays in space for a day. The astronauts on it still live in gravity, and there are plenty of supplies. But ..."

"Endeavour can't do it! Endeavor can't go around in space at all, which is equivalent to flying 24 hours longer, which will delay its return to Earth. Once it is not handled well, the end result of Endeavor will be—"

"The plane crashed and the people died!"

Hearing this explanation, the layman's senior officials gasped in unison.

so serious? !

"No, this is not the worst! Gentlemen, please don't forget our real purpose: what we want is a good pumpkin. To be honest, my colleagues and I don't care what happens to Endeavour. .It's all American anyway. But..."

"If the landing of the big pumpkin is delayed, who will bear the responsibility? Mr. Director, are you here?"

The director quickly shook his head like a rattle.

"Then, Your Excellency, Commander of the Air Force, will you bear it?"

The commander of the British Air Force who came to watch hurriedly shook his head.

What a joke, how dare you bear this kind of crime. Don't talk about yourself, even Prime Minister Cameron can't afford it.

This is betting on the national fortune of the entire UK, hoping to receive a complete flying pumpkin. Otherwise, why would Britain be so obstructive in dealing with the big pumpkin issue.

No one in the UK can resist this crime, because it is a gamble on the country's luck!

There is only one chance.

The United States will not make such mistakes again. Next time the prodigy wants to drive a flying pumpkin to go abroad, there are only two words:

dream!

Anyone with even a little political wisdom knows that if this time it is not because the child prodigy is in the UK, he is equivalent to being a hostage.

The United States will never compromise, and President Obama will not come in person.

The huge fleet on the high seas of the Atlantic Ocean is proof of that!

...

"So, the big pumpkin can't suspend its flight, and must rendezvous with the Endeavor at the scheduled time, otherwise all our efforts will be in vain! Hey..."

The astronaut let out a long sigh.

The high-ranking officials were speechless, and the head of the Space Bureau had a grim face and yelled at his subordinates:

"Reply to Your Excellency Prime Minister, just say that the big pumpkin can't stop! Let it eat as many satellites as it likes!"

"Yessir!"

One minute later, Prime Minister Cameron, who received a reply from the space agency, agreed with the other party's approach.

As for the satellites of various countries, what should we do?

Let it be cold!

Anyway, it is eaten by big pumpkins, it has nothing to do with us in the UK! Besides, our British satellite has also been eaten!

Well, the UN hooligans are playing rogues!

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