Chapter 1462 - 476: I Am a Guardian—I Will Protect My Enemies and Strike My Allies (Part 2)

Chapter 1462: Chapter 476: I Am a Guardian—I Will Protect My Enemies and Strike My Allies (Part 2)

"Wait a moment."

He called Cavendish.

"Has the nuclear bomb been found in Berlin?"

"Based on image comparisons, the city security has locked onto that room, but it’s empty now. Nearby surveillance and entry records have been tampered with, so nothing has been found yet. There is indeed residual radiation at the scene, but the city security department hasn’t yet concluded if it’s from a nuclear bomb."

Useless!

It’s the first time Morrison felt his own security situation was so useless.

How did they manage to let someone bring a nuclear bomb into Berlin?

All the costs reduced for the sake of saving expenses eventually turn into a price that hits back at the right opportunity.

Could it be that the guy is bluffing me?

Maybe they didn’t actually send the nuclear bomb to Berlin, and if I just drop the nuclear bomb now, I could easily crush Horizon Mercenaries and show them that their threats mean nothing to me.

Morrison felt it was fifty-fifty, but he truly didn’t dare to bet.

If the gamble failed, not even killing all of Horizon Mercenaries could compensate for Berlin’s loss.

The thought of being blackmailed made his teeth clench tightly.

Morrison and Family Joy are like the Swordholder and the Three-Body People, but unfortunately, he’s not Vid, nor is he even Luo Ji.

In a world driven by interests, someone like Vid cannot climb to Morrison’s position.

After several confrontations, even though they hadn’t formally met, Family Joy, with little intelligence, profiled Morrison’s personality and accurately predicted that he wouldn’t dare launch the nuclear bomb.

And Morrison, even now, is completely unaware of who Family Joy really is, knowing nothing about his enemy.

He pondered and asked,

"By the way, wasn’t it said earlier that the Pola had been destroyed? What does ’remaining enemies’ mean, do they still have fighter jets nearby?"

"It should be, they say it’s just a few small air force units, very few, they should be solved soon."

"Better be."

Morrison suppressed his anxious heart, he always felt this affair might not be so simple.

But for now, he couldn’t send the Admiral Scheer to Bermuda to support, so he could only choose to believe the French could handle it.

Opening the holographic map, processing intelligence fully focused on analyzing the battle situation, Morrison could only reduce mental stress that way.

Valmy taking half of the United Fleet, setting up a warning line towards Military Science and Huang Ban, leaving only the Admiral Scheer active around Cuba’s coastal area.

And in Havana’s surroundings, due to his strong intervention, the European Alliance Army has already reversed the suppression against Horizon Mercenaries and the Cuban army, believing it won’t be long before they pierce the opponent’s defenses and counterattack.

As for space-based weapons, for some reason, they’ve all suddenly stopped, and there’s no response from the European side either.

"Hmm?"

Morrison suddenly saw, around the Florida Strait, some noise appeared, not far from the Admiral Scheer, he immediately asked the radar team on the first floor.

"What’s with the sea fluctuations just now?"

"Uh..."

The radar team hastily bowed and brought up data for investigation and analysis, after ten seconds raised their head saying,

"Signal is unstable, likely due to sea wave impacts."

Morrison slightly nodded, such situations are not uncommon, especially in rainy weather, sea waves can roll over ten meters high, even a ship-mounted radar would malfunction amidst such weather, overwhelming noise affecting sensitivity severely.

But....

Is today’s weather so bad?

Having not been out of the cabin at all, Morrison had no idea if it was sunny or a thunderstorm outside.

And the Florida Strait....

Morrison carefully thought it over, Horizon Mercenaries indeed transported a batch of personnel to New America a month ago, inside sources say they were undergoing military training and preparations, mostly new Cuban recruits, unable to form combat-ready units within a short period.

But what if?

After thinking about this, he quickly checked today’s weather forecast.

[03:27, Weather, Sunny]

!!!

Seeing the word [Sunny], a chill spread throughout Morrison’s body, he promptly stood up from his chair.

"All hands on alert!"

"Radar team, quickly search the previous noise signals, lock onto them immediately upon detection."

"Dispatch the warning aircraft..."

Morrison had just wanted to say dispatch warning aircraft to search the surrounding sea area, when he remembered that a month ago, both warning aircraft equipped on the Admiral Scheer had been shot down by Horizon Mercenaries.

Feeling frustrated, he could only shout,

"Let the air force take off, search the surrounding sea, and move the battleship’s position."

The subordinates, unaware of what intelligence their superior had gathered, began to act according to his orders by inertia.

Soon, four fighter jets launched from the deck, targeting the Gulf of Mexico and Florida Strait.

And just as the forecast said, the sky above the Gulf of Mexico was cloudless, the sea also very calm, the shimmering water fragmented the starlight, turning it into countless glittering pieces with the waves.

The pilots glanced at the sea surface below through the optics, neither infrared radar nor eyesight detected any anomalies.

Being woken up in the middle of the night for flying duty truly is a very frustrating task, and discontented pilots were also unwilling to search carefully, confirming no issues visually and with radar, they directly said on channel.