Eagle of the Vast Expanse - 13

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The anecdotes of the Six Dragons are too numerous to recount. This chapter serves only as a preliminary overview.

Chapter Nine, Peril! A Finger Creates Billions in Catastrophe—The Chapter of Nuclear War (Part One)

Science, the magic of modern times. Emphasizing data and facts. Technology, learned for practical application. The foundation of human
civilization . The flourishing of culture is nothing more than the four great discoveries—ancient people used fire to escape raw food,
freeing them from drinking felt and eating blood; American Benjamin Franklin, by flying a kite on a thunderstorm, discovered 'electricity,' bringing light
and hope; the subsequent major evolution was the application of 'nuclear energy'; and recently, it has been
the era of genetic engineering, frequently playing with genes and DNA permutations and combinations.

The contemporary scientific giant—Abraham Einstein—proposed the concept of '
relativity . Nothing is absolute; everything is thought of using relative coordinates. This led to the renowned
"mass-energy equivalence" formula—if matter can be converted into energy without loss, the astonishing
result is enough to destroy everything around it! Following this theory, the idea of introducing "nuclear fission" into
weapons .

The atomic bombs dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan, at the end of World War II, brought terrifying consequences that
terrified the world. While it is said that warmongers bring it upon themselves, the wonders of technology are especially coveted by bloodthirsty demons.
You, the readers, have probably heard the story—someone interviewed Einstein and asked, "Tell me,
how will humanity use weapons in World War III?" Einstein replied, "Technology
is advancing rapidly and striving for perfection; I cannot speculate on what weapons might appear in World War III. But,
as for World War IV, I can guess." "Will it be...?" "Stone."

Technology leads us forward, giving humanity the knowledge to destroy itself. Will our inherent greed,
emboldened by the intricate key to destiny, lead us to arrogance and an attempt to alter the laws of nature, creating
illusions and delusions, only to ultimately dig our own graves? Where is conscience? Who retains environmental awareness?
Money can solve the blinding illusions! The masses are bewildered; what high quality of life? Look at the polluted landscapes, waterways,
air, and soil—once verdant and fragrant, now littered with garbage!

The same applies to weapons of mass destruction. Ancient swords, spears, and halberds have given way to modern guns and ammunition, their destructive power increased
ten thousandfold. Science is inherently good, but its application should be determined by the individual. Complexity and cutting-edge technology may lead to temporary advancements, but
we must be wary of the negative effects!

Enough said, let's begin the main topic.

In 1945, the Japanese invasion of China continued. Epilogue. The Japanese militarists, mired in a quagmire and
constrained in Central and Southern China, experienced a brief resurgence. They then reinforced their forces with a million troops from Northeast China, attempting to reconnect
the north and south. Seeing the situation in Asia uncertain, the United States launched a newly developed nuclear attack on a Japanese settlement of hundreds of
thousands, resulting in massive casualties. Japan's fragile national strength collapsed completely, and
it surrendered unconditionally within days. The atomic bomb became famous overnight.

Nazi Germany could have developed nuclear weapons independently, but the persecution of Jewish scientists forced them to submit to
the "free nation"—the United States. Had Germany unfortunately succeeded in developing and activating nuclear weapons, Europe and Asia
would likely have suffered the same fate! The history of World War II would have been rewritten. One kilogram of uranium, after refinement,
yields only a small amount of its essence for use in nuclear bombs.

The initial atomic bombs used "nuclear fission" technology, utilizing
the fission of hydrogen nuclei under high temperature and intense heat, releasing energy and radiation to kill the enemy. Later nuclear weapons
, based on the principle of "nuclear fusion," manipulate hydrogen atoms to fuse together, resulting in a spillover effect with energy,
destructive power, and sonic booms that surpass the former by more than ten times!

Nuclear warheads are considered the "dirtiest" weapons. The atomic dust and radiation they generate
can affect the affected area for fifty to eighty years. Nothing grows, crops wither
, humans and livestock are deformed, and future generations suffer. Furthermore, no spoils can be recovered—lives or non-lives. The destructive
power is excessive. It is extremely inhumane. Only rats and cockroaches survive.

Today, the quantity of nuclear weapons stockpiled in national defense is considered an indicator of national power
. In the mid-to-late 20th century, countries around the world realized that such equipment was excessive—the Earth's life would
be annihilated more than ten times over. Therefore, nuclear weapons were limited, stockpiles were reduced, and the expansion of nuclear
warfare capabilities by all countries was prohibited. The nuclear treaties between the US and the Soviet Union, or the US and Russia, were repeatedly drafted and renewed, yet nuclear tests remained unchanged
. Power is everything. Tighten your belts. Better to have atoms than trousers.

Switzerland. March 2000. Headquarters of the International Special Investigations Bureau (ISBI)
. Intelligence agent "Eagle of the Vast Sky"—Xiao Yushuang—had just returned to report for duty and was urgently summoned to the director's office. The

director's face was somber. The wisps of smoke from his pipe reflected his inner turmoil. His
part-time secretary, his granddaughter—Michelle—was recording his orders and decisions on a laptop
. Yu Shuang, intelligent and quick-witted, had already anticipated a difficult problem. "Chief, you seem to be in a bad
mood , probably entangled in some mundane affairs. Please inform me, Chief, that Xi Zi can handle it."

He chuckled, took a drag of his cigarette, and exhaled slowly. "As expected of our bureau's ace,
you can tell I'm troubled just by observing my demeanor. Indeed, I have a tricky task to handle."
The girl's prediction was correct! "What is it, Chief? Please tell me." "Nuclear weapons
." "Nuclear weapons?" The girl's thoughts drifted to the vast ocean of history, the monstrous and insidious nature of nuclear weapons
prominently displayed.

"Chief, the 'Convention on the Prohibition of the Proliferation of Nuclear Weapons' has been in effect for over ten years.
Logically , such problems shouldn't be arising again," the girl stammered. "That's true. While things
appear glamorous on the surface, behind the scenes, there are frequent underhanded maneuvers. Since the US and the former Soviet Union's development of the 'Star Wars'
series of strategic weapons failed to yield practical results, nuclear energy and chemical weapons have regained favor with many countries. A few years
ago, after Iraq invaded Kuwait and was expelled, it used chemical weapons without authorization, leading to the Persian Gulf War
and being constrained by the global economy. Nuclear weapons are different; they don't need to be large, and their destructive power far surpasses that of chemical warfare
. A mere few tons of warheads can coerce major powers into submission. The allure is immense.
" He exclaimed, gesturing repeatedly.

"Well… I understand. But, Yuko wants to know what kind of danger
could cause you such concern?" Yushuang asked directly and cleverly. "Nuclear war. The nightmare of wiping out all of humanity's assets
has been born." "Wh...what?" the girl cried out. "Director, what exactly is it...?"
"Michelle, please
project ." "Yes, Grandpa," the secretary replied softly.

Michelle pressed the execute button, and a full-size projection appeared in the room. It was a military...
"This is a secret base in eastern Florida, USA. Normally, only
high-ranking military and Pentagon officials and generals enter and exit. Two days ago, according to reliable sources,
a group of highly trained terrorists infiltrated and seized control of the base. They demanded the establishment of
a new world and a new order, offering a ransom of 500 billion US dollars to buy the lives of people from various countries. The United
States, Russia, Canada, China, Japan, the United Kingdom, France, and Germany are all on the
blackmail list." The girl murmured sweetly.

"This base stores thousands of short, medium, and long-range tactical nuclear missiles, as well as hundreds of
intercontinental ballistic missiles , making it arguably the largest nuclear weapons cache in the United States." The scenery shifted to a desolate desert
. "The base is located in an uninhabited desert and is an underground structure. In the event of a nuclear war, it can insulate against
the light and heat of an atomic bomb, and the water and air stored inside can supply personnel for six months." "
With such robust protection, how could they be so careless as to allow bandits to seize it?" 'Eagle' questioned.

"According to intelligence, it's likely an 'internal collusion with external forces'," the director sighed. "Oh?" "
Possessing nuclear weapons means holding the fate of humanity in one's hands. How immense is that power? Hold onto power, and money will naturally
follow. Why worry about not being wealthy?" Yu Shuang understood: "That's true. Director,
what about the origins of those terrorists?" He gestured, and his secretary touched the keyboard again.

Five fictional, three-dimensional human figures appeared. Each one looked fierce and menacing, with cold, sinister eyes. "These five are
the masterminds behind the attack. The first one from the far left is Banlossky Goodman, orange hair, blue
eyes, baby face, Russian. Former cold-blooded assassin agent of the KGB.
Calm and meticulous, skilled in assassination and explosives. After leaving the KGB, he joined
an international assassin organization for money, specializing in individual operations. His collaboration with others this time is undoubtedly for profit
. The US FBI lists him as their most dangerous and unwelcome individual."

"The next one is Nagi Dokoa, blonde hair, blue eyes, French. Nickname—'Scorpion'."
A master of karate and taekwondo, and an exceptional marksman, she is a skilled athlete. Her appearance is icy and alluring
. She has a penchant for men, especially younger ones, keeping male favorites who are killed or drowned once she tires of them. Recently,
she has been indulging in martial arts and fine wine, knowing how to please herself. It is said that she and Banloski have been secretly seeing each other
, their relationship on and off, entangled in a complicated affair. The young ninja giggled, her face showing disdain.

"Thirdly, he is Chinese, transliterated as Lü Binyang. He retired from the Chinese People's Liberation Army Special Forces
. He is agile, skilled in strategy, and proficient in both long and short weapons. He is a martial arts expert, familiar with ancient
qigong techniques. He is experienced in night raids, ambushes, traps, and field combat. He voluntarily
left due to disciplinary issues, likely related to a corruption case. After the case was exposed, he was pursued by the Chinese government and fled overseas, making a living as
a headhunter . He is arrogant, disdainful of others, and spoiled. This operation was likely planned by him
." The girl shook her head, remaining silent.

"The fourth person, Jerome Haida, an American. Employed by an international mercenary group,
he holds major. A fierce warrior, he is familiar with heavy weaponry and military knowledge, and has a particular passion for high technology. He
holds a master's degree in computer science from Ohio State University and is a pro at writing multi-faceted viruses.
The mysterious hacker who infiltrated the supercomputers of the British and American Ministries of Defense to spread viruses last time is very likely him.
He is responsible for cracking various types of access control and password problems."

"The last person, Warm Rockefeller, a British man. A descendant of a fallen tycoon, relying on his
vast wealth, he once hired a strike team to attack the Prime Minister's residence, attempting to dominate Britain. He was later
pursued by Interpol but escaped. His whereabouts were unknown for a time. It seems he is again
leading the conspiracy, but with even greater ambitions! This man is cunning, ruthless, and extremely suspicious. He doesn't easily
trust others, and he is surrounded by henchmen and villains, making him restless. Warm, on the other hand, is still
enduring this, which is worth exploring."

These were all tough cases, but Yu Shuang didn't seem to care. "Chief, are there any further leads
?" "There are about sixty members of the terrorist organization involved in the operation, the vast majority of whom are
desperate criminals don't blink an eye," the chief said sternly. The girl nodded. "I'll be careful.
Time is of the essence. Did those thugs announce a payment deadline? Five hundred billion US dollars is an astonishingly large
sum." "Midnight the day after tomorrow. They'll boast in the media—'If
payment isn't made on time, we'll make an example of a nation.'" Only thirty-eight hours remained.

"Time is running out. Chief, Yu Zi requests immediate departure!" The girl felt a sense of foreboding;
if the spark wasn't extinguished, it would spread like wildfire. Michelle closed the virtual environment. "Yuko,
I've contacted Lilia. She'll be meeting you in San Francisco for the mission.
Be careful !" "Thank you, Michelle." The director said calmly, "'Eagle,' its success
or failure concerns billions of lives on Earth. Caution is paramount; don't forget public and private safety." "Yes, sir!"

Yu Shuang embarked on her journey, boarding a private plane bound for Florida.

Two days earlier. Retta, a remote town in the Florida desert. Commonly known as a ghost town.
Once famous during the westward gold rush, it was abandoned after the mines were depleted. Only
dilapidated wooden buildings remained, desolate and with weeds swaying in the wind. Under the scorching sun, the scenery was sweltering.
Voices came from a dilapidated old hotel.

"You cheated! I clearly had full house, how did you get two pairs
?" a tall man barked at a thin, short man. The short man was
the dealer. "John, you're having bad luck, can you blame me? A bet's a bet!" He reached for the tall man's
stakes on the table. The big man was displeased and was about to draw his gun when the short man pulled out
a gleaming Lamborghini knife from his rough hand, pressing it against the man's neck.

"Ah... Tim, I... I was just joking." The big man's voice trembled with fear. "
Trying to play tricks on me?" The short man subtly moved the knife tip, slightly cutting the man's skin, drawing some blood. "
Spare me! Boss Tim!" he pleaded. "Have you two had enough?! They sent you to scout the desert
restricted area , and you're still here playing cards? Trying to slack off? Slacking off means no pay!" A sweet
female voice, but with a chilling undertone. "Miss Na... Miss Nagi!" The two jumped up.

Nagi stood gracefully at the top of the stairs, her alluring gaze sweeping over her two subordinates. "We... it's
too hot. So..." "So you played cards, and then killed each other? You've already depleted the organization
's strength before even facing an enemy? What are you two good-for-nothings thinking? Only the living have the right to play, the dead... "
" The field, with a kick of the legs, it's all over! Do you want to spend a lot of money? Or choose to be buried in
the sand first?"

Her face turned ashen. The two subordinates said in a panic, "Miss Nagi, we're going right now! We won't
slack off !" They hurriedly got into the jeep, yellow dust whistling past, leaving tire tracks. 'What
a lack of common sense! During recruitment, they actually claimed to be brave and tenacious, but in reality, they're just a bunch of useless trash!' The woman stomped her feet for
a while, her mood sour. "What's wrong, Nagi? What's making you so angry all by yourself?" A
young man walked in, the Russian assassin Banlosky.

The young woman embraced the young man, "It's all John and Tim
's fault! How dare they disobey orders! Not only did they slack off and play cards, but they also tried to rape me! If they hadn't heard your
footsteps , who knows how terrible things would have happened!" A strange light flashed in Banloski's eyes: "I
don't like them either. Once our plan begins, I'll take the opportunity to eliminate these two cowards." She
offered her red lips, warm and moist, with a hint of unpredictable allure.

"The other partners keep asking when we're going to make our move; morale is a bit wavering," Nagi
murmured sweetly. "I wonder what Lu is thinking? He's always deep in thought and unfathomable.
Quite a scary character." "Has he explained his strategy?" "He only said he'd announce
the plan and tactics this evening, and he's kept quiet about the rest." "Strange, is Lu reliable?" "
His past performance has been quite impressive; he's not someone to mess with. He should have a good plan."

Banloski remembered, "Oh right, our five-person group is having a meeting. I'm here to invite you
." "A meeting, a meeting! Only meetings! Where's the strategy? I can't take it anymore
!" the woman complained. "Wham always assesses feasibility before implementing
anything . You know his ways, so don't touch him before the time is right!
Otherwise, it'll only make things worse! Just be patient."

Nagi, being astute, said no more and followed Banloski to another hotel's cellar for a meeting
. "Everyone's here! Let's start the meeting!" Wamuku shouted. "Work progress!" Nagi stood up first.
"Weapons, ammunition, and personnel are all in place and ready for immediate use. Two others were just sent to scout and confirm
the attack route; they'll be back in two hours." "Banloski." "Regarding the inside man. We've
supplied enough of the new PL-type odorless ether gas to incapacitate the base personnel; he'll
make things much easier for our organization." "Next."

Lu Binyang stood up. "The strategy is set in stone. A surprise attack and swift action are key, lightning
fast , no delays! I'll explain at dinner this evening." "Jerus." "
I've analyzed eight or nine tenths of the base's main operating system and security control modules. The rest
is just a matter of paying a visit and thoroughly cracking the US military's codes." "Hmph, quite confident
. If you mess things up, you, Major… your head will be in danger!" Wamm's hawk-like eyes
swept over Jerus, but he remained unmoved.

Meeting adjourned. Everyone harbors their own secrets; who can refuse the impending power to dominate? Nagi and
Banloski stepped back to the ground, the wind whipping the sky, dust clinging to their clothes. "Go away! What awful weather! People
would rather leave the Champs-élysées in Paris to suffer in this desolate place! They wouldn't come if it weren't for the
luxuries !" the woman draped in yellow veil cursed. "Endure the moment, and the world
will be your oyster. You have to be willing to enjoy the pleasures and the hardships. Otherwise, you'll have dollars in your pocket but no way to enjoy them!" he said with

a philosophical air. The woman giggled seductively, "That's true. In this treacherous world, without some skills,
how can you survive? Tonight at eight, the usual place, wait for me..." The man nodded, "It's a deal
. I'm determined to let your wildcat's moans echo throughout the entire desert!" Nagi provocatively grasped
Banloski's manhood with her soft hand, making it hard and hot. "Looks like 'it' is getting impatient.
Should we just 'take care' of them right here and now?" "The three of them are still nearby. Would you rather
lure them over so we can gang rape you together?" the man sneered.

"You old geezer... I have no interest!" she scoffed. "A strong, upright male body is what
truly captivates. Like you..." Her slender fingers traced circles on Banloski's pectoral muscles. He seized the woman
's fair wrist. "Nagi, you've seduced me, and I won't easily forgive you. Clean your beautiful hole
thoroughly so I can have some fun. The charm of French women is different from other European women, and you are
proof enough. Like an iceberg, a magnet, concealing your inner fire, even if you burn it all away, I won't be afraid!"

Nagi murmured seductively, "Sweet talk indeed. I bet you say the same thing to other women!
" Banloski didn't reply. "I have to go now!" She swayed her plump hips, her slender willows
bobbing , flaunting her allure. He watched this wild rose in the sand depart. He was addicted to adventure, obsessed with it.
The flower of crimson blood bloomed on every journey. He pursued danger with ease. Banloski, driven by lust,
took risks , only for Nagi. He knew he couldn't have that woman, yet his passion only grew stronger! A love that defied the norm.

Two hours later, the jeep returned. A tall man and a short man got out. One muttered, "
It's so hot! It's all that bitch Nagi's fault! I'd have raped her the other day if I'd had the chance!
" The other chimed in, "That woman's figure is so hot and alluring, I wonder what she looks like naked?
" He glanced at his watch; it was 4:30 PM. "Tim, I heard she always comes out of the bath around this time. Want
to try something new? I know a place where we can watch...hehe..." The heat was making them dizzy, and they were tempted
to provoke her.

Because Nagi held a leadership position and was a woman, she had a private bathroom. However, the old wooden house was dilapidated
, with decay visible everywhere, slightly reducing privacy. John led Tim to the outside of her bathroom wall. "Look, there's a slit
here , perfectly positioned. Let's peek in." They looked and saw
a good view of the sink. "Someone's come in! It must be Nagi. Keep quiet..." John warned. A sweet, seductive
voice drifted in, and a beautiful woman bound in a towel entered their view—it was indeed Nagi. They
gasped.

She lowered her guard, facing the voyeurs. The white curtain quietly fell. A sun-kissed, bronze-colored
body , slightly damp with fragrant sweat. Her beautifully smooth legs, delicate ankles, and slender bare feet adorned with
nail polish, glistening with dew, like petals scattered on a flower path, were exquisitely charming. Her full breasts swelled with each
breath, their dark red nipple rings and tips like the allure of a man's love potion—a rare find from the South. She was to be plentiful
, but only at the cost of one's life!

Tim and John gasped, their eyes wide and fixed in the woods. Their gaze swept downwards. "This
girl not only are her breasts large, but the pubic hair below her belly is so thick, it's like a clam hiding inside!"
"What is the truth?" A fragrant cactus flower floated on the water's surface. Nagi held a small wooden basin filled with warm water, raised it
high, and poured it over her head. Her alluring body shimmered with a seven-colored veil through the water. The goddess Venus,
born from a screen-shaped seashell, was depicted alongside her, her beauty radiant.

The lurking man's massive erection, restless and swollen, had already deformed, leaving little room in his jeans
. Nagi bent down, her legs slightly parted, washing her ankles, revealing
the vulva . Her crimson labia majora exhaled fragrance, while her rosy labia minora guarded her rear,
her vulva shamefully concealing its entrance. With a rhythmic sway, her full buttocks shook, her genitals undoubtedly a gesture of allure to Tim and John.
Their seductive power was about to burst forth!

"This slut! Taking a bath is fine, but instead of staying home, she's dancing a seductive dance!" A smile spread across her face.
She turned back to her delicate form, sitting on the edge of the sink, her jade legs spread wide. "Banloski, I
'll make my little hole smell fresh and fragrant right away, so you can smell it properly." A red lotus bloomed in the empty chamber, its heart
overflowing with honeyed fluid. "Ugh, just thinking about his big thing makes me wet!..." Her fingertips pulled up
her vulva, revealing the inner world: labia, vestibule, vaginal opening—all exquisite.

Her fingers probed and teased. "Ugh! Oh!... Banloski, my body only
races ! Other men! Ah!... are worthless!" She fell into
the most famous nine-loop roller coaster of her solitary pleasure paradise. One turn, one high point. One spin, one paradise. Touching
the sensitive areas inside her vulva, Nagi's moans were suppressed, her breaths soft and sweet. Her index and middle fingers teased her clitoris,
the electric shocks shooting through her, she was about to stop but couldn't. The lustful eyes of the onlookers were close at hand, completely unaware.

John barked, "Want to get her? A naked beauty, no problem at all
." They exchanged glances, each grabbing a weapon, and crept in through the side door. Despite being surrounded by lustful men
, the slightest noise triggered a sense of unease in Nagi. "Strangers approaching... could
someone have been spying on me while I was bathing?" The woman wrapped herself in a long towel, falling silent, on guard. The door opened
, and two dark figures leaped out.

"Haha! Nagi, let us two brothers keep you company while you bathe! It's too lonely alone!
" "So it's you two good-for-nothings! Shameless, daring to peep at me while I bathe!" Nagi
cursed. "Hmph! Once we've fucked you raw, you'll be proud to be a woman!"
The scorpion's tail hooked upwards. "Oh! Big as it is, it's all show and no substance! And it'll never be needed...
Every stinking man who's ever laid eyes on another woman's body leaves this door alive..."

The two men spat. "Oh? We'd love to try! Let's see if our knives and spears are sharper, or your
smooth, jade-like body?" Nagi sneered, "Then we'll send you on your way, so you can die knowing why
!" "Damn it!" The men attacked, and the woman leaped up. Knives, stabs, and spears were used in unison, but Nagi dodged
, her hands clasped together to grab. 'Scorpion Hook Claw Kiss'. Four bloody gashes appeared on both men's necks, their tracheas severed, unable
to cry for help , their lust extinguished, they died instantly. They knelt prostrate on the wood, their heads submerged in the trough.

'Pah! Utterly useless! That bastard Wam only brought in mediocre characters, how can they accomplish anything great?
' Nagi dragged the corpses and threw them violently out the door. Someone else would handle it. The blood dissolved in the water. She changed to
clean water and continued washing as if nothing had happened.

Dusk fell. The sun sank in a disc-shaped arc. The simple restaurant was filled with diners. Lü Binyang sat in
the front row and walked to a pre-prepared whiteboard covered with a map of the US military base. "Comrades," he said, "
this time we've gathered all our best men to create a great undertaking. Our goal is to seize hegemony and make those pursuing
us suffer, bowing down in submission. As you can see, the layout of the nuclear weapons base is
here. The ground is completely covered by gravel and sand; without careful observation, it's truly difficult to discern."

Lü pointed his long whip, "There are four emergency high-speed elevators parked at the four corners, used to mobilize
manpower, and also the best passage for our invasion." He then swung the whip around. He cracked his whip, "
Here , the base itself, two hundred meters underground. The nuclear missile storage room, missile delivery trajectories, launch pads,
monitoring room, rest area, etc., are all clearly marked. Our organization needs to take this
place , so we've divided into four groups, advancing in three directions: through the main gate, along the side walls, and from above. Lieutenant
Colonel Gran, lying in wait, will pave the way for our victory!"

He finished explaining the route and then proceeded with the task assignments. "With the approval of Leader Wam
, I was fully prepared at 12:40 AM and will depart at 12:50 AM. The night raid will begin precisely at 2:00 AM. Mission accomplished
!" His tone was crisp and calm. Wam's usual icy tone: "Any objections?" A desolate silence followed
. "That's it! Anyone who dares to disobey will be punished according to internal regulations!" "Yes, Leader!" The clinking of knives and forks
filled the air.

"Lu, your plan is excellent. It should be flawless." "Chief, the only weakness
lies in the effective coordination of our infiltrated spies. Otherwise, a single mishap could lead to total annihilation." "
Can one act without considering the risks? I'm only interested in highly unstable variables! Victory through danger is what makes it
truly rewarding." Wam's eyes shone brightly, as if the world worshipped him as an emperor. He
laughed loudly, oblivious to everyone else: "I am the king of the world! Hahaha..."

"Heh, I originally thought I was a madman, but I didn't expect someone to be even more insane."
Nagi thought, "Keeping this kind of person around is a huge problem. Not only does it hinder their survival, but it might also
turn on me! You want to proclaim yourself emperor? I'd rather be queen! Just you wait and see!" Her beautiful eyes
glanced at Banloski's beastly masculinity. It seemed they were of one mind. Both desired money and power; their delusions
awaited shattering and dismantling.

Eight o'clock. In the darkness, a lamp flickers. In a stable on the west side of Reta Town, a
lantern hangs from a wooden pillar. Nagi, clinging to the rafters, rubs against him, generating heat. Desire burns. Her alluring, voluptuous body awaits
her lover 's exploration. She wears a bright red short skirt, black fishnet stockings, and fiery red stilettos, a veritable Western gold
digger. The usual spot. The two find their secret love nest.

Her fingers caress her wet vulva, anxious; what good are delicate fingers compared to a penis? "Banloski
, what are you dawdling for? I need you to relieve my itch." A
figure approaches from afar, faint starlight, a tiny flame—he appears. "Banloski!" The girl ran over,
throwing herself into his arms, sweetly scolding, "Why did you take so long! You've been missing me terribly." "I'm sorry
, Lu asked me to discuss the attack, and it delayed our date."

"I'll punish you." "Yes, Your Majesty. Your humble servant dares not disobey." She grinned. "
Kneel down! Lick me like a dog!" the woman decreed. The fierce KGB assassin became as docile as a dog
, barking a few times before kneeling on the ground. His hand reached out, lifting her skirt, revealing the darkness...
The night mist, thin and frosty, brushed against the edge of Nagi's panties, revealing glittering pubic hair. A tug to the right, and the thin
panties were torn, exposing the woman's vulva to the oppressive heat.

Banloski, with his long, thick tongue, didn't directly attack, but instead began from the outside. He first licked her belly
, which tickled Nagi. The woman giggled, "Oh! You're so naughty! You always find my weaknesses!
Stop!" Though she said this, her delicate hands pressed down on his head, preventing him from moving.
He pressed towards her clitoris, harvesting the golden ears of flesh. "Ah! Your snake tongue! Hmm! There! Yes! ...Oh
!" Her delicate brows furrowed, a mixture of pain and pleasure, a bittersweet expression.

The sticky substance slid down. The troops arrived. Banloski kissed Nagi's nipple, his lips teasing her, and
the woman's expression suddenly changed, a mixture of fear, surprise, and bitterness. "Good little dog! You really understand your mistress
's heart! Deeper! Bit that little fleshy bead! Mmm! ... That's good! I... quick..."
Her body trembled, her legs went weak, and Banloski, to prevent her from fainting, embraced Nagi's plump buttocks.

Her clitoris was swollen like a little finger. The woman's vulva opened wide, and the gushing lustful fluids soaked the inner edge of Nagi's thighs.
The sour smell made him feel like sneezing, and his pent-up lust was just beginning to set in motion. Copulation before battle
, a warrior's dance of vows to win. Nagi, overwhelmed by the tide of pleasure, fainted.

Author

: Dream Builder

Chapter Nine, Peril! A Finger Creates Billions in Catastrophe - Chapter Two of Nuclear Warfare

Nagi nagi awoke from her slumber. Banloski's tongue was piercing her defenseless opening, her labia
opening contracting and closing, her breath rising and falling. His fingers traced the curves of the woman's body, and she closed her delicate eyes,
lost in the moment, savoring it all! "A dog is a dog! It pounces and bites at the sight of delicious, juicy meat!
" the woman murmured. He was only focused on playing his role, wagging his tail and begging for mercy. The physique of a St. Bernard rescue dog,
a loyal dog protecting its master, Banloski lowered his price to woo her.

The woman was limp and weak, and the man laid her down on the warm sand. Her delicate skin, her fibers
, were stained with a yellowish-brown foundation. "I like to find excitement in emptiness. Banloski, don't you
think my clothes are a bit of an eyesore? Why not remove the obstacle for us?" "My methods are
very ruthless; aren't you afraid of walking back to your room naked later?" "Those vile men, so what
if they see ? All lust and no guts! I'll sting them one by one, kill two of them if they come!"

A scorpion. A deadly game. Both fear and love. "Nagie, your sharp hook won't kill me too, will
it?" he asked, uneasy. "You... Our skills are evenly matched.
It's hard to say who would win in a fight. Right now, I can't bear to kill you." The woman stroked
Banloski's chin, her eyes filled with pity. It's said that when a crocodile opens its jaws to devour a living creature,
tears well up in its eyes; some interpret this as compassion. The answer, however, is that its wide-open jaws compress its tear ducts
. Is the scorpion's compassion genuine?

The future is uncertain. He could only think of the beauty in his arms. He drew a long knife from his waist. "I need to
dissect your clothes to see if the fabric is sturdy." "You've switched to studying textiles,
Dr. Banloski?" "No, I'm only interested in this outfit you're wearing." A cut. The precious
silk threads tore. "French Vantis? A masterpiece of design passed down by the late master. Even in the wilderness
, you still maintain top-notch taste?" "Hmph, with this cut, even the finest goods are reduced to shredded rags
." Nagi felt sorry for him.

"Little beauty. Once we get our payment, you can buy all the boutiques in Paris!
We'll compensate you with an extra piece." That made sense. The blade glided smoothly, revealing Nagi's clothing like a crimson sea
, her chest and flat stomach exposed. Flawless and spotless. The hem of her skirt was torn. She was practically half-naked. "Hehe, your
underwear is all top-quality, truly consistent inside and out!" "The packaging is secondary; what's inside
is the real focus, isn't it?" the woman said seductively. Bra and panties were destroyed.

Banloski laughed heartily: "Yes! Yes! All that glitters hides a rotten core.
Especially you, Nagi." He wore a sleeveless t-shirt and tight jeans, his wildness
evident. His muscular physique made the woman beam. "It's your turn to shine. Where's your little brother?
Come out and say hello." He straddled the woman's shoulders. She squinted her fox-like eyes, skillfully raising her hand
to unzip the man's pants, picking up a cage of snake nests and a pitch-black python.

Beyond human standards. A sixteen-inch, already erect shaft, standing tall against the cave. "Baby
, it's been so long! Nagi always misses you..." The woman's delicate hands kneaded and
rubbed the man's scrotum. Her sweet lips parted slightly, taking the snake's head into her mouth, whispering sweet nothings. Her saliva was moist and fragrant, the snake's tongue flicked, and
Banlossky's jaw clenched. The woman raised her pink neck, letting the long, thick penis enter her mouth,
touching her throat. Deep throat technique. A seductive sob escaped her lips, a clitoral gag?

"Oh... um! Nagi, your little tongue, your lips, suck my big snake, quick! Take it in
!" Her pearly teeth clenched, her sphincter muscles tensed, and she forcefully inserted a finger into his anus. A pincer movement.
Thrusting, probing. Simulated penis, piercing the enemy's vitals. Ejaculation, his only thought. The seminal vesicles
struggle to close, repeatedly knocking. The tadpole's vitality leaps through the barrier. The woman sobs softly, her cherry lips releasing
the base, opening the cage, the entire root clean!

Tears fall. The pain in the fingers leads to the man's anus. Moved. Banloski howls
: "Wow! I can't hold on!" He trembles at his base, the iron rod vibrates violently, pale male
fluid is released, milk flows into the woman's mouth pump, moving autonomously, straight to the car. Hot, pungent, and spicy, Nagi
finds that the other party has no signs of weakness, a worthy opponent. The man pants: "I... I haven't
decided ." She nods her head, international etiquette—with something in her mouth, she cannot speak.

The woman releases the snake-like man. Nagi gracefully licked her lips with her tender tongue, "Round one over
. My little mouth is full. Next round, my other mouth will challenge you.
" Banloski chuckled, calmly saying, "Not admitting defeat? Fine, I'll make sure your two jade
lips can't utter a single word in a moment." His voice was like a hammer striking solid iron, a testament to enduring fire.

He sneered, "Role trade! Nagi, you can be my bitch!" Banloski bent
the woman's knees, causing her vulva to open wide. The man pressed down on her labia, his saliva gushing forth
, "You slut, can't wait?" The woman's breasts trembled with desire, "Hurry! Hurry! Put it in
!" He already had his mind made up, his spear following his lead, his glans flashing rapidly, his excitement boundless
. Nagi's alluring light was hidden, her spring passion overflowing, her aura overwhelming.

Suddenly! The killer's instincts kicked in again. Intuition. Technique plus luck. The drilling machine was powered on, the machine
hammering into the hole. Thrust! The woman's body trembled with shock, without warning, its depth immeasurable. "Ah!..."
A scream of murder. Banloski lay on top of Nagi's sweet body, invading with the high frequency of drilling,
the swelling and shrinking of her genitals like a ball being squeezed and released. The vaginal muscles turned outward, the force intense. Pain mixed with sweetness, a
bitterness that pierced the lungs and pecked at the heart, yet also had an added sweetness.

"Oh! Faster! Hmm! ... Push! Pull! Bring out all my internal organs!"
The woman spoke incoherently, her soul detached. Her small hands played with her large breasts, pinching the tips into peas
, blood seeping out. The killer, transformed into a sex monster, his pupils dilated, his consciousness flowing to the endless distance,
mechanical actions, simple pendulum movements. The man lowered his head and fiercely bit Nagi's fragrant breasts, leaving visible teeth marks, while she
cried out in joyful pleasure. Love is strange, desire even stranger. Adding cruelty to the experience of being tortured.

The penis squeezed and tore apart the woman's heart. The inner tremor, the woman's thighs raised to the sky, joined together,
forgetting the blood and passion of daily release. The general before the pillar was thwarted, Nagi's restraint was restored, the vaginal walls
clenched, the friction increased sharply. The already narrow Shu Road became even more treacherous. The wooden ox and flowing horse
worked together. The endurance of the penis was verified, the tide lapped, the compass pointed to the uterus, a
fierce strike! Resisting the surrounding Chu songs.

The woman rose again in seductive pleasure. He worked hard, unleashing a thousand thrusts, Nagi's cries gradually
weakened, the sound diminished, almost a pause. Like ants' whispers. The curtain of the woman's vulva did not close, the red stains
were beautiful, fearing tearing. The monster wreaked havoc, reveling in the beauty of the remaining naked bodies. His
rod finally rammed into her, unable to resist the urge, his essence surrendering itself.

Banloski groaned. His fleshy veins bulged, veins bulged, and cannon fire rained down,
sending giant projectiles flying through steel pipes. The filthy army reached Nagi's inner palace, its members retreating to defend, colloid fluid gushing, weeping and
splattering around her vulva. The woman's face was ashen, a beautiful woman weathered by time, her former spirit, though once vibrant, now
broken. The man, supporting himself on his elbows, was still conscious, but exhausted, merely absorbing her essence. 'I
am so infatuated with her, so desperate for her. Am I truly powerless, poisoned by lust?'
He was conflicted. Confused.

Ten minutes passed. Nagi's expression returned, "Hmm! Death and life. A trip to heaven and hell.
How refreshing!" She whispered softly, "Banloski, thank you for your service!" and kissed
his forehead. "Is that all?" the man asked, somewhat annoyed. "Between us..." Scorpion replied
, "Probably just playing around. Men can have casual affairs, why single out women? Women have the right
to do the same ." His

expression darkened. "In nature, the strength of the female and the weakness of the male is an undeniable law. After mating with the male, the female praying mantis
often devours the male to ensure she has sufficient nutrition for offspring. This is also a
symbol of love—the selfless devotion of the male to the female. So... if you truly love me, would you allow
someone to devour you?" Nagi's gaze was strange. The assassin chuckled bitterly: "I don't know
how many . Aren't you satisfied?"

She blushed with embarrassment. "No, no! Half of it was mutual attraction
. And you bear the majority of the responsibility." Banloski remained silent, slowly withdrawing his half-erect penis
from the woman's vagina. The flame extinguished instantly. "You…?" Nagi, still lying flat, asked. "My
feelings … don't you understand? Or are you truly like a heartless, fickle scorpion?"
He, clumsy with words, was quite surprised to utter these words.

The woman smiled charmingly, "A rose, even with a different name, is still a rose, its beauty unchanged; but
a scorpion, when it comes to feelings, loses its sharpness and becomes a tailless scorpion. I don't want that."
He fell silent, nodding to himself. 'Banloski, if I
fall into the whirlpool of passion we've created, I won't be able to escape.' A choice must be made… But was it
right or wrong to politely refuse you like this ? …” “I’m sorry!” Words unlike those of a killer. The excuse, the retreat of a heartbroken person
. “From now on, I will never ask you about such insulting topics again, Nagi.” The man
’s eyes welled up. Disheartened.

He lifted the woman’s body. “Your eyes are so red and wet, what’s wrong?” she
asked with concern. Strange. She even considered Banloski’s feelings. “Nothing. A grain of sand accidentally blew into
my eye, and I rubbed it.” The air was hot and still. “You
don’t even , let me take you back to your room! To avoid causing a riot.” The man said calmly. Nagi
punched his chest wildly with her fists, “What! You’re the only one here who dares to do anything bad to people.” The killer muttered to himself
, letting her protest. Sending the beauty home.

An unwritten unrequited love. Finally understanding. Banlossky learned a valuable lesson. He gazed at the stars,
their brilliance and dimness. After the raw materials dried up, he proposed to Nagi, and the two retired from the life of assassination, never
to speak of killing again. The plan was a complete failure, the dream shattered. He might even fight her for wealth, eliminating his rivals.
Perhaps , he wouldn't even touch the money before dying. The man
knew all too well how risky the assassin's profession was. Could he open his eyes again after they closed? The future? He had entrusted everything to Nagi. Hearing her words, all his feelings
vanished , like a cuckoo crying blood.

The man took out a Russian-made Zvamo pistol from its holster. "Wow! Ah!..."
Seven shots fired into the air. The sound of shells hitting the ground echoed, like thunder in the night. On the sandy surface, a few drops of salty rain fell. The Russian
assassin knelt, burying his heart in a mound of yellow earth. Slightly melting, the cold ice solidified again. He used his strength to attack
the gravel, wounding the surface but hurting the inside. He calmed down, his gaze stretching far into the distance.

... 'A gunshot...? At a time like this..., is it "him"?' She hurriedly combed her tangled hair.

... Night. 12:35 AM. "Thump! Thump! Thump!..." A deafening knock on the door. Wam
pounded on Banloski's door. The assassin opened the door expressionlessly, fully armed with various weapons,
his eyes menacing, exuding an aura of never returning. Nagi smiled sweetly at him, quite
intrigued her. He continued walking. "Banloski, you
're not ignoring me, are you...?" The Scorpion Woman's thoughts sank into her heart.

... Filling in the assassin's true colors. The man resolved to reject the vain and unreliable nature of love, proving with his own weapons that
he was useless in the face of love. He went outside, where more than sixty people were lined up waiting. Banloski ordered the team to line up.
After they were all in position, four men stepped forward and saluted. "All are ready. Please, leader, make your announcement." Wamru
, revealing his smug self, declared: "In that case, I hereby proclaim—the grand
plan to seize global power is officially underway! Let's go!"

"Attention!" The Russian assassin saluted again. He repeated the order: "Divide into four groups. Each in
jeeps and helicopters, attacking the target location at 1:50 AM. All personnel move out!"
Under the starry sky, a silent march. Propellers whirred; wheels scraped the ground.
The devil, delusional and world-ruling, flapped its bat wings. Dust and noise shattered the desert's stillness. Nightmares, one after another, when will they end?

A secret US military base. The night watch area was brightly lit. The rest was desolate and gloomy. Lieutenant Colonel Grant skipped
work, grabbed a miniature gas canister, and quietly sneaked into the air conditioning control room. The human body's biological clock
is at its lowest point between 1 AM and 3 AM, with low alertness. He turned on the central air conditioning
vent . "This is it." In just ten minutes, everyone in the base would be unconscious
for over ten hours, without a trace of consciousness. "

Gran put on his special gas mask, turned on the gas cylinder switch, threw it into the vent, and deftly closed
it. 'Hmph, the show's about to begin. Let them come.' Countdown. Colorless and odorless sedative
gas expanded. Invading the precious air, spilling the dew of sleep. Soldiers and officers in the barracks,
the illusion fell deeper, the vortex of their minds devouring their waking consciousness.

Dreamland, its boundaries stretched. In the base's night, snores drowned out the ethereal.

Control Center. The guard shift had just changed. "Where did the lieutenant colonel go?" "Probably
slacking up on sleep again. Who told him to be the superior?" a sergeant complained. Before he finished speaking, the room was filled with
yawns. "Strange? Is the carbon dioxide concentration too high?" Lion asked loudly. "
We just inspected the air recovery machine and filter yesterday." Half-asleep. "I can't hold on any longer
..." He collapsed repeatedly, completely exhausted. The domino effect ended.

The traitorous lieutenant colonel had roughly toured the base, making sure no one had escaped. He tried shaking a few of
his more sensitive colleagues, but, well, they were no different from sleeping rhinos hit by tranquilizer darts—pushing, pinching
, squeezing, none of it worked. 'It's truly miraculous. This small can has turned the entire area into the legendary "
Sleeping Beauty's Castle."' He grinned smugly. He didn't
care about the guards stationed outside the gates and walls. His allied comrades would be dealt with accordingly.

Darkness concealed the hills and the tracks of desert animals. It was conducive to night raids. Sparse lights illuminated
the mystery. Unlike the heat of daytime, the inky Gobi Desert exuded a desolate chill.
It wasn't exactly cold, but it was always unsettling. Wam asked, "Lu! How much further do we have to go?" He
shone his flashlight around. "Boss, we're on the right track. According to the map and
our , we have about 30 minutes to go! That's about what I estimated."

"What the hell is this place? It'll be unbearably hot; it'll freeze us to death! I'd rather go to
Hawaii and watch naked women swim!" some grumbled. Banloski suddenly shouted, "
What's all the noise about? We're already in this mess, is there any turning back? We only have enough fuel to get to
the American base. If you want to quit, go ahead! You can turn back, wait until the fuel runs out, and then wait
to die in the scorching heat until sunrise! The vultures' stomachs are itching to eat human flesh."

The intimidation worked. The impatient chatter was silenced. The desperate resolve ignited the raw instincts of these
desperados . The helicopter flew low, monotonous and noisy; the rumbling of the wheels accompanied the group's delusional
ambition as they moved forward. A while later. "Report! Lights in the distance! Searchlights!" the lead
vehicle reported back. The objective was in sight. "Switch off all lights! Time!" It was 1:48
. The other teams should be ready by then. "At 1:50, the jeep convoy will go first! Break through their
weak defenses! The helicopter team will support the offensive with firepower and airdropped personnel." Lü Binyang spoke steadily
and confidently.

"Moving! Moving! ... Go! Go! Go!"
the leader urged his men forward. The convoy broke through, and a fog billowed. The guards panicked and hurriedly moved their spotlights
to aim at the intruders. "Someone is trying to break in, press the alarm!" The alarm was pressed, but it had no effect. It had been
deliberately sabotaged. "Call back! Don't stand still! The rest of you, come with me! Stop them!" Eight or
nine soldiers stood or crouched, each seeking cover to fire.

A cacophony of fire erupted, a meteor shower ensued. The terrorists, prepared in advance,
retaliated with heavy and light machine guns, while two Cobra K4 attack
helicopters, ! Rocket launchers on both sides unleashed a barrage of fireballs, crumbling the defenses
and scattering debris and limbs. "Pah, is this one of the world's strongest armies? A mere facade!
Gone in a flash . How can they compare to my Russian soldiers?" the cold-blooded assassin scoffed.

With a triumphant roar, the group of thugs reached the nuclear-armed stronghold. They faced no resistance, advancing unimpeded.
The four groups converged, and according to plan, boarded four high-speed elevators, plummeting two hundred meters to the bottom.
"The air is much thinner than at the surface. Will we get 'miner's syndrome' after a few days?" Nagi
worried . Jerros didn't seem to care: "Being a gopher for a few days won't hurt. But if you're constantly hoping for
men to come and seduce you, that's a real problem." "Go away! You can't expect anything good from a dog's mouth!" the woman laughed and scolded.

"Are you the Lieutenant Colonel named Grant?" Wham stared at the only person standing upright with clear vision. "
Yes, Mr. Wham. What was your promised reward?" "Don't rush. Once the world's nations submit to us
, we'll have whatever we want. The two million dollars I promised you are just a drop in the ocean." "This…
" the lieutenant colonel couldn't help but feel annoyed. "Activate all surveillance systems. We'll take over security. Nagi,
you take ten men and search room by room for the American soldiers. Gather them in the lower-level warehouse, bind them, and lock them up
." "Yes, sir!" the woman said, pulling her subordinates away.

"Banlosky, you take six men and search counter-clockwise for any remaining survivors.
If you find any, kill them!" "Yes, sir!" the former Russian intelligence officer left. "Jerus, you seem
rather relaxed. Are you getting your serious business done?" Wam's expression shifted rapidly, almost like flipping through a book. Sensing
something amiss, he pulled out his ultra-thin laptop, connected to the base's mainframe control, and
began attempting to crack the code.

The leader scoffed: "You boasted that you could crack the warhead launch codes of all nuclear-armed nations within four hours
. If you fail, the consequences… you understand perfectly well." "Heh! I
didn't that. I meant the code to this base! Once this is cracked, we won't have to worry about threatening those
arrogant superpowers." He didn't want to reply, his eyes fixed on the screen, executing the program to predict
combinations . Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Lu Binyang said: "Boss, we need to strengthen our defenses and increase our vigilance first."
"After we seized this base, the US government decided to send Marines or
special forces to try and retake it. We cannot be careless." Wham shook his head, half-mockingly saying, "The surrounding area
is barren, there are no natural barriers, and the only entrance is four elevators.
Once the enemy is exposed, they will react immediately. No matter how powerful the enemy is, they can't escape my keen eyes and high technology, right? We
can just ! A mere United States of America? I, who am destined to be the king of the world, am not afraid! I
say, Lu, you're overthinking things! Relax!" He patted his shoulder.

Lu stopped offering advice and stepped aside. "Mr. Wham, is there anything I can do to help
? I'd be willing to serve you." The shameless Grant asked. "No need! You just need to quietly watch
how play and dominate a few powerful nations on Earth." He also stood next to Lu Binyang,
showing goodwill. Lu turned his head away and ignored him. He had been rebuffed. The lieutenant colonel became as still as a cicada in winter.

"Contact the White House, the Kremlin, Buckingham Palace, the French
Prime Minister, the Chinese leader, the Japanese Prime Minister, the German Chancellor, the Canadian Prime Minister, and other world leaders.
" His subordinate agreed, "I'll do it immediately!" "I want the whole world to know—Wham Rockefeller
has finally become the new master of world destiny! The new God! The supreme God! Hahaha…"
"And! Don't let the UN Security Council get away! Those arrogant international organizations! Not only did they drive me
to , but they also made me a displaced person! My suffering… who can understand? Revenge! Now!
The defeated must kneel before me and lick my toes!" He was truly distraught.

"Signal established. You can speak to world leaders and people via satellite communication!" "Excellent
! Everyone has taken to the global stage! Let's begin!" Wham straightened his appearance, full of energy, and
sat upright in the commander's seat. "Five, four, three, two, one... switch to satellite!" The ruthless face of the madman
flashed across the television screens of every household. "Listen up, all of humanity! I am Wham!
Rockefeller . I and a group of like-minded companions have occupied a military
fortress on the American mainland. This place is filled with nuclear weapons, my most beloved power!"

"Everyone talks about arms control, but in the end, we still can't escape the arms race. Why not let me rule
the world in peace? If your country doesn't want to face nuclear attacks, I don't ask for much—a total of
five hundred billion US dollars. It's well worth the price for precious lives. Think about it. Greenwich
Mean Time, midnight four days from now, I want an answer. Otherwise, I will use a lottery..."

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