Chapter 38

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 “It seems you have been absent about it, Mr. Watson. But you’ve fired Sarah Berlintsmann yesterday.” Samuel muttered as they roam the asphalt-covered street for Donn. Four police escort wheels have spread out the commotions to force a passage amidst the rush-hour traffic of the city. Twenty-one kilometers were seemingly gotten shorter in their current situation to be lesser than fourteen in terms of time spent on the road. And now, they have reached the armored gate of military headquarters. Three levels of defensive wall reinforced the heart of armed forces in the country against various land-based weaponry. Anti-missile installations were placed on each tower of the bastion for mitigations towards aerial threat. Military department of Naulus has also established attack drone stations to counter-act against the unmanned airborne vehicles nearby. James Watson observes all of them in meticulous fashion. To expose forthcoming weaknesses of their well-developed constructions, the man in glasses required far-reaching scrutiny to ensure high-quality conclusions in the end of his presentations. Neil Rudolph demanded enlightenment in various departments and improvements for their 20 years old fortification. James Watson is an expert in drone-related business, so the Air Force General wanted him to make stronger of their anti-drone system, but still open for listening another form of suggestions from the man if there is one within mind. By the Presidential Helicopter’s airborne view, I can’t see all of these missile stacks from above. To be honest, Armea will have a hard time to penetrate these steel mountains with bare hands. They have advanced anti-drone settlement, as well. I bet so much of maneuver-type machines were resting happily inside that steel box. “Welcome, James! It’s so good to see you!” James Watson faces the air force leader at the main lobby of Donn’s central headquarters. He wears several star-shaped medals across the left chest. Bragging rights for the man in charge and showcase of power, as expected from the General before a national-level visitor on deck. To display his part, the man in glasses extended a hand in corresponds to the handshake offered,” I’m also honored to be invited personally to your office. It is quite spacious, isn’t it?” “Not just spacious, Mr. Watson. Fabulous and magnificent are the prominent ways to speak of our defense. Please, follow me. We’ll better speak of our little talk inside the war room.” Neil Rudolph bent down a little, putting his palm open wide and pulls James Watson slightly to the direction he wanted him to be. Yeah, It’s back to square one for me. Coming back home, but never a home to begin with. Neil Rudolph was strenuous against Jamie Krueger in the past. It was occurring to the President’s ideas of peace, as much. Let’s rub the salt upon his intention and chews them out in the process. --- Two powerful personalities were bound to the seat. Meeting of minds has begun between private and public interest for resolution to commence. Facing each other, they cast intense composure at the center of the war room table. Then, the air force leader flicks on the virtual table,” I will address several issues that I want to discuss with you, Mr. Watson.” He introduced. Hands upon the chest, Neil Rudolph fasten the close-knitted button under the neck afterwards. ~zoom~ Ah, it is Donn’s diagram. Two unidentified, and unseeable, missile defenses are nestled safely under the soil of their camps. I suppose it should be meant for crushing intercontinental-based missile. Far too lengthy to defeat common helicopters and jet fighters, quite puffy for killing a common danger near the castle, also way too strong to smack them down. How could I know? The warhead is too damn big. You can throw a pencil into helicopter’s engine room and it’ll collapse in one shot. Before the air force leader continues further, He suddenly glares against the man in glasses. “Ah, I have to warn you, first. This is strictly confidential. We would eliminate anyone who dares to disclose this information for their own benefits. Understand, Mr. Watson?” He said boldly. Before his forewarning, James Watson shrugged, “Yes, it’s too cliche, Mr. Rudolph. Please, just don’t be too tense against me. I’m not a soldier, remember.” He replied. The air force leader nodded in silence, then putting his attention back to the table afterwards. He pinched the anti-drone system to gain enhanced picture of the structure. In an instant, the diagram provides numerous information regarding types of drone that resides under its roof and some of their capabilities in opposition to various threats. “So, this is our current technology. Please, enlighten me what to reinforce for fighting against infantries and Drolyfe most advanced machinery for killing a full battalion of enemies inbound.” Interesting. This man wanted to buy several armaments for open warfare against Armea. He showed them as if it requires improvements into a whole new level. But, so far I’ve seen none to add in their arsenal unless for missile-carrier UAV that James Watson’s company has been producing. He wants to heighten the scale of their firepower to ensure winning and giving him advantage upon the ranks. To dethrone a leader, you have to outperform the man and create havoc upon his work. A political-imbued warfare at its finest.
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