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Midnight, heavy rain.

The weather in Washington, D.C. is terrible today. It has been raining all day, and it's still raining at midnight, giving the entire district a feeling of oppression.

A group of happy, tattooed young people, not bothering with umbrellas, swaggered down the sidewalk in transparent raincoats.

They held canned beers, drinking, shouting, and walking.

At that moment, three black cars sped past them.

“Swish, swish, swish—”

The accumulated water on the side of the road was not spared, splashing on them continuously.

“F*ck! Did you see that, f*ck!”

“Sh*t! A**holes!”

The young people immediately cursed and threw their beer cans.

However, their actions were meaningless. The three cars didn't stop at all, turning a corner ahead and disappearing from their sight.

“Did anyone see the license plate just now? We'll check where they're from, and I'll find someone to mess up their cars.”

“Yeah, who saw it? I have friends in the gang in this neighborhood, we can do a job together!”

A group of people clamored, but only one person was thoughtful, because in his impression, this wasn't the first similar convoy to pass by. They all had the same configuration.

For example, the same model of black cars, with police lights flashing on the front and rear cars, but no sirens. As for the license plates, he had seen one clearly, and it wasn't the common type.

This situation seemed to only occur during certain major operations, because the cars must be carrying some important figures.

Thinking of this, he stopped wandering around the streets. No matter what the news was, he had to prepare in advance. Whether he guessed right or wrong, he needed to prepare for the time to run away.

As a small undercover boss of a gang, he didn't want to be left with nothing.

The congressman sitting in the car in front didn't know that his car had affected a small gang leader. What he was thinking about was a major issue concerning the life and death of the country.

Originally, anyone would be angry being called up at midnight, but upon hearing that it was a special presidential order, he had to quickly get dressed and get in the car.

The issuance of such a presidential order was enough to indicate that the country was in a very dangerous situation.

As for the specific situation, he didn't know, and the staff who came to pick him up didn't know either.

“Trouble.”

Such a situation was unfolding throughout the entire special district. Dozens of convoys set off from various places, braving the rain and heading towards the Capitol.

At the same time, across the country, those congressmen who couldn't reach the Capitol in a short time were also called up. Although they couldn't be there in person, they had to show their faces and see the entire meeting.

Fortunately, it was the internet age, and they could participate in the online meeting through a secure channel.

The black car, speeding all the way, finally arrived at Capitol Hill. Under the black night, the white building also turned into a black building. Only in the places where the lights shone could you tell that it was originally white.

Upon arriving here, the escorting convoy stopped directly, and only the vehicles carrying the congressmen went in. Even so, the steps in front of the building were full of cars.

There was no way, everyone was dragged out of bed, and they arrived at about the same time.

The black car stopped, and the black-suited field personnel opened the door with black umbrellas, allowing the congressman, also dressed in a black suit, to get out of the car.

A bunch of black suits walked into the Capitol Building, giving the feeling that they weren't good people, and the meeting they were about to have wasn't a proper meeting either.

“This damn weather, this damn time, why did we have to come here.”

Some congressmen walked in grumbling.

“Do you know what's going on? Why did he sign a special presidential order?”

Some congressmen asked.

“I'm not very clear, but it seems to be about national security, and it's related to the other side of the ocean.”

Some congressmen knew some things, but not too much.

“What, did the Russians launch a war? No, I have to quickly go home and pack my things and leave here!”

Uh, well, in America, “anyone” can be a congressman. This is not just empty propaganda.

“I heard it's related to Tianxia, not the Russians. They don't even have money now, what can they do?”

Individual congressmen were somewhat depressed while on the road, at most calling other congressmen in the car, trying to understand the situation, but when a group of congressmen gathered together and found their own small groups, they became much more lively.

Even if they were worried about national security the moment before.

Entering the semicircular conference hall, many people had already arrived, and many avatars were lit up on the large screens in all directions, indicating that this meeting was very urgent and very important, and everyone had to be “present”.

The congressmen sat in their seats and chatted with each other. This kind of situation was too rare. Usually, there wouldn't be so many “attendees”. Only the minimum number of people needed to be present to hold a meeting.

As the number of people increased, the buzzing discussion became louder and louder, until the last congressman arrived and the military police outside locked the door.

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“Bang, bang, bang~”

The Speaker banged the gavel hard.

“Quiet! This meeting is being held because the President has signed an emergency special presidential order, so it will not proceed according to normal procedures. Please, Mr. President, speak directly.”

The meeting began, going straight to the point. The Boss didn't waste any words, sitting in his seat, turning on the microphone, and said: “This meeting involves our national security. Tianxia's space fighters have been launched and are constantly roaming in our skies, so the Space Force and the national space program can no longer be the same as before. We must have new changes to deal with this new situation.”

The Boss's words really stunned the congressmen, but it wasn't enough. They only knew there was danger, but didn't know how dangerous it was, so they needed professionals to explain it.

The Advanced Research Projects Agency of the Department of Defense is doing this.

This time, many people came. The one responsible for popularizing science was a senior researcher named Cromwell, a handsome, bespectacled man in his thirties with a lot of hair wax, looking shiny.

He explained to the congressmen present about Navigator Company's "Dart X" single-stage-to-orbit spacecraft, and then used the American "X-37B" currently being tested as an analogy. Compared to the two, the gap was not small.

The former is the spaceplane that America imagined, while the latter is the spaceplane that they have actually achieved. The difference is... the distance between dream and reality.

“...You may not know what the 'Dart X' waverider configuration and swept delta wing mean. Let me put it this way, the waverider is the common shape of hypersonic missiles, and the delta wing is a common wing shape on fighter jets.”

Hearing Cromwell say this, the congressmen suddenly understood.

Wouldn't it have been clear if you had said that earlier? You had to say a lot of professional data before, who knew what you were talking about.

Once you mention missiles and fighter jets, everyone knows that they are weapons and weapon carriers, then the positioning of the “Dart X” is also clear, it is a space fighter that poses a great threat to America.

The Boss and Space Force Commander John nodded frequently as they listened. This Cromwell was good, he unconsciously led people's thinking to the right track.

He is a talent.

With the threat identified, it was easier to talk about. Since there was already a Space Force, then the threat from space was naturally their responsibility.

Then John, the drama king, rose again, realistically talking about the shortcomings of his work, and then shifting the topic to the current situation of the Space Force.

“Other military branches have their own dedicated weapons, but the Space Force only has control over satellite cameras. Facts have proved that cameras cannot shoot down enemy space fighters!”

John said.

“We need real space weapons. Even if we can't have new ones in a short time, we must quickly arm the X-37B and turn it into a temporary orbital bomber.”

“And I suggest restarting the 'Adventure Star' program. It is the real overlord of Earth orbit. Its technology demonstrator 'X-33' alone can compete with the 'Dart X', not to mention that we have a lot of pre-technology for the 'X-33'. 20 years have passed, I think we can realize it within a few months!”

Chapter 2, 11:30