"Doesn't this mean that the Atlantis cannot go deep into the inland?"

Mr. President, who was anxious about his hairline moving backwards, his eyes glowed.

He wondered if the White House would be safer to move to Chicago, or San Antonio.

Strategic transfer and preservation of vitality is not a shameful thing.

"Before the war started, I was about to move the capital and run away. This operation looks familiar!"

Luke, who was deliberately observing the president's facial expression, felt speechless inside.

The politicians in the world are indeed the same.

"The Atlantis people must have a solution to the problem. They can use the coastline as a starting point, constantly build solid fortresses that serve as transit stations, and steadily advance the front."

Luke once again ruthlessly exposes Mr. President's beautiful fantasy.

Rather than expecting Atlantis to be out of reach, it is difficult to enter the inland.

It’s better to think carefully about how to organize forces and carry out defense.

"This... I forgot for a moment. I can indeed adopt such a tactic!"

The president, who felt the ups and downs of life, couldn't help but feel a little angry.

What's even more annoying is that he can't get angry at Luke.

Because, judging from the current situation.

The only chance to save the country and win the war is placed on this major general.

Superman is everyone’s last hope!

"Those strong forts built along the coastline with water membranes can certainly provide supplies to the Atlantis, but they are also obvious targets of attack."

Luke calmly analyzed and continued: "It is possible to send bombers to cover fire, and at the same time use aircraft carrier formations to conduct small-scale harassment."

"Previously, SHIELD seized several submarines from Hydra. After a thorough transformation, coupled with the nuclear reactor designed by Howard Stark, it can be launched into the water in a short time and put into use."

"Faced with Atlantis' offense, the winning rate is not as low as expected."

Hearing Luke say this, Mr. President feels at ease.

The young major general sitting opposite him had a slightly flash of eyes.

In fact, Luke held many trump cards.

Apart from Superman's own combat power, the golden trident snatched from Namo can change the weather and ignite the tsunami.

It's simpler to deal with Atlantis' army.

It only takes one huge tsunami to destroy all the fortresses on the Atlantic coastline - this is a lose-lose fighting style that kills one thousand enemies and damages oneself.

There is no need to use it until the critical moment.

The reason why we did not tell this to the White House and the Pentagon was just to allow the tense atmosphere of this war to continue to ferment and create a situation that is more favorable to S.H.E.L.D.

As for the president's failure to sleep well and his anxiety about hair loss and baldness, it was not within Luke's consideration.

"I think it can allow the Admiralty's aircraft carrier formation to attract the Atlantis from the side, and the SHIELD's task force and the invasion team will attack from the ground."

Luke said in an orderly manner, this calm and confident attitude was like injecting a shot of a cardiotropic agent into the president, and his anxiety slowly calmed down.

In contrast, the many members of Congress who quarrel on Capitol Hill who have been quarreling and have different opinions seem a bit ridiculous.

The performance of the Pentagon is even more disappointing.

So many days have passed since Atlantis appeared.

Neither the Navy nor the Army have come up with a practical solution - to eliminate the bad idea of ​​giving up the coastline and retreating to inland cities.

Thinking of this, the president looked at Luke and became more eager.

It seemed like a drowning person, and finally grabbed a life-saving straw.

Major General Cavill is the pillar of the country!

The real savior!

He thought so.

"Major General, you can raise any needs you have."

The president was happy and a little lost.

If he could still think clearly, he would definitely remember how the young major general sitting in front of him had let the Budget Committee escape, and how the Pentagon avoided it.

We need benefits, requirements, and funding... these things.

Luke can be said to be extremely proficient.

"It is my honor to be able to make a small contribution to this war."

The young major general with a gentle smile had no intention of taking credit.

This attitude made the President burst into tears and was so moved that he couldn't speak.

"but--"

Before the president's hair was getting moved by the increasingly sparse president, Luke changed the subject and said, "Since the President has said that, I have to refuse, accept this kindness, and make a little request."

A little bit?

An unknown premonition arose from the president's heart.

The next moment, Luke found a thick folder with about hundreds of pages.

"This is?"

The president's throat rolled twice, and he silently prayed that Luke would never reach out for money.

The budget committee has been emptied!

He opened his hand with trembling hands, and the first thing that caught his eye-

"Planning Plans and Specific Regulations of the World Security Council"

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...

Three days later.

Boston, port.

The cargo ships that are anchored here on weekdays have disappeared.

Instead, there are huge triangular fortresses that rise from the ground.

Standing on the shore, you can clearly see a group of tall and strong Atlantis guards.

They wore a fish tank-like helmet on their heads for normal breathing.

Everyone dresses in a uniform outfit like exoskeleton power armor, and they feel full of power while walking.

These days, the naval fleet has failed to expel several times.

There is a clear firepower gap between the two sides, and Atlantis is familiar with the ocean and can give full play to its advantages.

It is difficult for the various tactics of the Navy to achieve the original effect.

Overall, Atlantis and the country with the same name on the set next door are similar to those of the technology tree.

In the current world after the end of World War II, it is definitely ahead of the times.

Unless the Bald Eagle can bring the Allies together and fight another war of civilization against Atlantis and defend the land world.

Otherwise, the best way is to give up the coastal city and shrink the defense front inward.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable that there are so many surrenders and peace talks in the White House and the Pentagon.

There is indeed a big gap between a land country and a maritime civilization.

"Notify Nimitz of the Admiralty to drive the aircraft carrier formation over, and the Atlantis are about to land."

Luke landed on the ground, withdrew his gaze and said to the contact officer.

Through his super vision and super hearing, he can easily learn about the conversation in the fortress.

"The next step is the invasion team."

Luke looked at Rogers, who was fully armed and whispered: "You must lead the mechanized forces of the Army Department and the National Guard as support to prevent the Atlantis from landing."

Most of the citizens of Boston were evacuated and evacuated in advance.

In this city, only the US troops waiting for battle and the Atlantis who are about to land.

"Make sure to complete the task!"

Captain America tightened the vibrator shield on his hand and nodded vigorously.

This was his first time as a commander, and he was a little nervous inside.

"Steve, all you have to do is buy Howard time to successfully implement the last step."

Luke reminded.

He did not doubt Captain America's strength.

The "warship-class" soldiers who were strengthened by the Twenty-fourth level of Blood of Warden have no problem dealing with Atlantis' army.
Chapter completed!