The rise of nanometers

Washington DC.

Arlington County is located in the southwest part of the region.

Even on a snowy day, there was an oppressive feeling of dark clouds looming over the city. The atmosphere inside the pentagonal building was also extremely depressing.

In a relatively large office.

The staff in camouflage uniforms had downcast expressions and were busy minding their own business. Only a few people were discussing in low voices.

In front of the huge global map, a burly figure silently stared at the area across the Pacific Ocean on the map. There seemed to be something that deeply attracted his attention.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from behind, and he turned around.

The visitor is a middle-aged white man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. Coupled with his aquiline nose and sharp eyes, he gives people a murderous look.

The burly middle-aged man immediately saluted: "Mr. Defense Minister, I am very happy to see you."

"Levis, I'm not happy at all." Sterling Marshall complained, sitting in his seat with a very ugly expression: "Intelligence! I want the most detailed intelligence!"

"I have communicated with the CIA. They will cooperate with our intelligence collection work in the Asia-Pacific. It will probably take some time." Levis replied hurriedly.

Sterling's sharp eyes showed dissatisfaction: "Levis, how long is a period of time? Please give an accurate time. You should know the mood of those gentlemen. They are all booking doomsday bunkers now."

"Sir, intelligence work is full of uncertainties. It is impossible for me to give a specific time. I hope you can understand. I can only say, as soon as possible!" Levi looked helpless.

"Fake!" Sterling was a little angry, but he quickly calmed down his inner anger and took a deep breath:

"Then based on the parameters they announced and the intelligence we have collected so far, how much content can be analyzed?"

Levis replied calmly: "I have asked professionals to analyze it, and I believe there will be results soon."

Time passed by, and Sterling's phone calls didn't stop from the moment he sat down in his seat. The calls coming up and down, one after another, made him want to unplug the phone line.

More than two hours later.

Just as he hung up the phone, the phone rang suddenly again. He subconsciously reached out his hand, only to realize that it was not his phone.

"Sorry." Levis answered his phone: "Hello, I'm Levis."

"Your Majesty General, the preliminary analysis results are out."

"Very good, send it to the military situation room immediately. I'm here."

"OK."

After a while, three figures appeared in front of Levis. One of them, a middle-aged white man, saluted and handed Levis a detailed analysis report.

After reading it carefully, he handed the document to Sterling again.

Sterling took a rough look at it, mainly looking at the summary. His eyes were changing, ranging from shock to fear.

Putting down the document, Sterling asked: "Do you confirm the results of the analysis?"

Before Levi could speak, the old Mediterranean man among the three became a little angry: "Sir, are you questioning my professionalism? The equator length of Blue Star is 40075.02 kilometers, and the other party launched three times from East Asia..."

The old Mediterranean man picked up a ballpoint pen, pulled out a blank world map, and marked three lines.

"...these three lines all exceed 20,000 kilometers, and the longest distance reaches 23,600 kilometers. In addition, the opponent's missile maneuvered three times over the North Atlantic, which means that the longest launch distance It should be around 25,000 to 26,000 kilometers.”

Another young man from the intelligence analysis office added: "Such a long range also means that the opponent's maneuverability and orbit change margin are very large, which will increase the difficulty of interception."

Facing these professionals, especially the old Mediterranean man, Sterling really had no choice but to say helplessly: "I'm sorry, it's not that I doubt your professionalism, but I feel a little unbelievable about these data. "

The old Mediterranean man's tone softened: "I didn't believe it at first, but satellite monitoring data cannot have such a huge error."

Levis quickly changed the subject: "Dr. Ron, why is the explosion power you analyzed 5 to 15 times TNT?"

Dr. Ron spread his hands helplessly: "We can only analyze some rough ranges from the explosion pictures of the three target ships. After all, we have not obtained the actual objects."

"Doctor, what do you think this new explosive and fuel is?" Sterling asked a very important question.

Dr. Ron took out a screenshot of the video and pointed to the color of the flame at the engine nozzle: "From the public information, the other party did not specify what kind of material it was, but judging from the missile's tail flame, it should contain compounds such as calcium."

"Calcium-containing compounds? Are there high-energy fuels in calcium compounds?" Sterling thought with his little knowledge.

"NO, I guess it's something like a passivator, similar to the diatomaceous earth component in nitroglycerin." Dr. Ron explained.

The young analyst expressed some of his own opinions: "Among the current cutting-edge energetic materials, metallic hydrogen and total nitrogen compounds are theoretically possible to achieve such huge power. If it is metallic hydrogen, the flame color should be It’s mainly light blue, so my opinion is it’s all nitrogen compounds.”

Obviously, there are still many smart people on this planet.

"I remember that the CIA had a report saying that a university laboratory in China had relevant research." Levis was a little unsure.

The young analyst immediately replied: "It's Bingcheng Hu's team from the School of Chemical Engineering of Jinling University of Science and Technology. This team has published relevant papers."

Sterling immediately ordered: "Levis, focus on this laboratory."

"I see."

The young analyst continued: "As for other analyses, we can only know for the time being that many of the opponent's weapons can no longer be evaluated using previous data."

Sterling's whole person was in bad shape. The impact of this situation was very bad. At least for them, it was absolutely full of malice.

The emergence of high-energy fuel and high-energy explosives has brought about problems, not only the increase in range and power, but also changes in other parameters, which is enough to give them a headache.

Because they don't know the other party's specific usage, and with so much excess, who knows what's going on.

After sorting out the analysis report, Sterling, Levis and others discussed it for several hours, and then hurried to report the situation.

Stronger muscles are more intimidating. The purpose of showing off muscles this time is self-evident.

Taking the establishment of the Dalian Ore Exchange as a landmark event, this will definitely be included in the history books.

Because the Dalian Ore Exchange has initially established the basis of the ore-Huayuan system, it has already posed a huge threat to the oil-meter dollar system.

In response to this sudden crisis, major American capital consortiums quickly announced the establishment of the World Ore Futures Exchange in the Lion City of Southeast Asia, in an attempt to suppress and disperse the influence of the Dalian Ore Exchange.

On the other hand, the attitude of the Xizhou Alliance is very ambiguous, or rather entangled.

Because they neither want the ore-Huayuan system to succeed, but they feel secretly happy when they see the oil-rice dollar collapse. It can only be said that the hearts of the Onmyojis are difficult for us ordinary people to understand.

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