The boss of a foreign organization called the police, claiming that he was defrauded by me

Although he had imagined the power of the weather controller, he never expected it to be so powerful, far beyond his imagination.

"I've only used the middle gear, and it's already so amazing. If I use full power, it will be terrible!"

Thinking of this, Yang Xia's expression changed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He shook his head, then turned his gaze to the large screen on the center console, a meaningful smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"Now, the power of this weather controller no longer needs to be proven. Next, it's time for it to show its prowess!"

“I hope they can make it through!”

Hearing Yang Xia's words, the members of the Black Rose Women's Special Operations Team and Task Force 141 suddenly widened their eyes. The shock in their eyes was even stronger than what they had just seen on the big screen.

"What did the boss say?! This is just the mid-range of the weather controller?!"

"If all firepower is unleashed...is there really any country that can survive?"

"I'm afraid... they will be completely wiped out?"

They pondered in their hearts, and couldn't help imagining the scene of the weather controller being turned on full blast.

However, just as they began to imagine, they all shook their heads. In addition to shock, the expressions on their faces also showed a bit of confusion and doubt.

"I can't think of it. This is completely beyond our imagination!"

At this moment, their eyes, which had been staring at Yang Xia and the console, suddenly froze.

Yang Xia just pressed a button on the console, and the picture on the big screen suddenly changed.

The original full-screen display of the U.S. scene has been replaced by images of military forces sent by other countries.

One small picture after another densely covered the entire big screen.

"Maple Leaf Country... let's give it this kind of weather!"

"Neon Country... there's no need to think about it, just go all out and let them experience everything!"

"Oh, by the way... the gear we give to Japan can't be too strong, otherwise they will be wiped out in the first weather, which would be a waste of my kindness!"

"The UK... let's arrange this kind of weather for it!"

……

As Yang Xia muttered, he continued to operate on the console.

Seeing his actions, the members of the Black Rose Women's Special Operations Team and Task Force 141 were shocked and threw all their thoughts out of the window.

They stared at the small picture on the big screen intently, knowing in their hearts that Yang Xia was using the weather controller to attack other countries at this moment.

"The weather controller should be at full power now!"

"I don't know... what kind of scene it will be like!"

However, the scene they were expecting was full of anxiety and panic for the military forces of various countries.

Because just a dozen minutes ago, they were still maintaining normal contact with the United States, but now they have completely lost contact.

"What is the current situation in the United States?"

"Why can't you contact me all of a sudden?"

"Even if we encountered huge waves caused by a hurricane, we shouldn't have lost contact completely!"

“Indeed, this is incredible!”

"What if we can't get in touch? After all, we are about to reach the scheduled meeting point!"

After a moment's silence, the commanders-in-chief of operations in various countries spoke one after another in the dedicated channel, sharing their concerns.

For a long time, they have been following Aiwandu's instructions, almost obediently following his orders and attacking wherever he tells them to.

However, at this moment, having lost contact, they seemed like headless flies, at a loss.

Just as the commanders of various countries were having heated discussions, suddenly, the entire channel fell into an eerie silence.

No one spoke again, as if everyone had suddenly lost their voice.

The reason for this silence was that they sensed something was wrong almost at the same time.

At this time, in the center of the Maple Leaf Fleet, in the cockpit of a warship, stood a tall and burly man. He had curly blond hair, deep blue eyes, a high nose bridge, and wore a navy blue uniform. The golden epaulettes on his shoulders showed his status as a vice admiral.

The lieutenant general's name is Babos, and he is the commander-in-chief of this operation of the Maple Leaf Country.

Just now, when he was talking to the commander-in-chief of other countries, he suddenly felt a darkening in front of his eyes and the temperature dropped suddenly. At the same time, he also heard a rustling sound.

Babos quickly pressed a button on the console, switched the communication channel to internal communication, and then asked: "Do you also feel the temperature is gradually dropping?"

As soon as the words fell, responses came from the cab one after another.

"Sir, I feel it!"

"Yes, it's very cold!"

"Sir, what is the situation now?"

……

These voices came from the commanders of every warship and every fighter jet.

After hearing their report, Babos frowned and started operating the console.

If he had encountered similar situations in the past, he might not have cared.

After all, changes in water temperature and air temperature are normal in the vast ocean.

However, the sudden accident in the United States made him extremely sensitive and vigilant.

"What's going on? It's the same situation as in the United States..."

"Why can't the detection radar detect anything?"

"Is there really no problem?"

"Or...has the danger already arrived quietly?"

Babos stared at the big screen on the console, and the radar detection system did not respond at all.

He muttered to himself and began to direct others.

However, his words were interrupted by a strange sound. It was like countless sand hitting the cabin.

Before Babos could ask and observe, the voices of the heads of various warships and fighter jets were heard again in the cabin.

"Why is it suddenly snowing outside?"

"What the hell kind of weather is this!"

"it's too cold!"

……

These responsible persons did not know what was happening in the United States, so there was no panic or fear in their tone. Instead, their tone was full of curiosity and complaints.

Hearing these words, Babos' heart tightened. He did not respond to them, but looked up through the glass to the outside world.

When he saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank and his eyes were filled with panic, fear and surprise.

I don't know when a large number of thick dark clouds gathered in the sky, one piece after another, forming a pitch-black mass that blocked out the sky and the sun.

At the same time, bean-sized hail poured down from it, as dense as rain, as if someone was pouring buckets down from the sky, crackling on the fighter planes and warships, and also smashing into the calm sea.

"How strange!" "It was a clear sky just now!"

"How did it become like this in the blink of an eye?"

"This is impossible!"

“There’s definitely something wrong with the weather!”

"We can't stay here!"

"We must quickly leave this area covered by dark clouds!"

"Otherwise... maybe we will end up like the United States... completely losing contact!"

Babos was thinking in a panic, but he was also busy. When he was about to notify everyone in Maple Leaf Country to retreat, suddenly, a heavy sound rang out in the cab.

A hailstone the size of a ping-pong ball hit right in the center of the windshield.

Although it did not penetrate the glass, it was deeply embedded in the double-layer glass. With it as the center, circles of fine cracks appeared around it, crisscrossing each other like countless spider webs stacked together.

Seeing this scene, Babos' pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes widened, and his face was full of shock and fear!
"It is so!" he cried in his heart, "My previous premonition has come true!"

"This astronomical phenomenon is definitely not ordinary!" he muttered to himself, his voice revealing disbelief, "How could such huge hail suddenly fall!"

With an inner exclamation, he quickly recalled his unfinished words.

"Quick!" he shouted anxiously, "We must evacuate this dark cloud area immediately!"

As if in response to his words, the upgraded hail hit the sea surface violently like a meteor shower. The whole world was instantly shrouded in white and visibility dropped sharply to the extreme.

Immediately afterwards, heavy impact sounds were heard continuously in the cockpit. Not only the double-glazed glass, but even the thick steel plate of the cabin was smashed into uneven shapes. The entire cabin was shaking violently, as if it would be pierced by the pouring hail at any time.

At the same time, urgent reports from the heads of various warships and fighter jets came from the cabin, their voices full of panic and helplessness.

"Sir, we can't evacuate. The warship's engine seems to be damaged!"

"Sir, I'm about to crash!"

"Sir, my warship is about to be pierced by hail!"

"Sir, a fighter jet from Group A crashed into my warship and there were casualties. What should we do now?"

After hearing these reports, Babos looked out the window and saw that the fighter planes were hit hard by the hail, their fuselages were riddled with holes, but they were still trying hard to avoid being hit in key parts and causing a crash.

At the same time, several fighter planes, with flames blazing, streaked across the sky like meteors, and intertwined with the searchlights of other fighter planes, illuminating the dark sea.

On the sea, the hull of the warship was also covered with potholes, and the scene was horrific.

What's worse, several warships were torn into several pieces by the wreckage of fighter jets that fell from the sky.

"How could this happen?" Babos exclaimed in his heart, "Everything has become so bad in such a short time!"

His face was gloomy and his heart was filled with despair.

He endured the discomfort caused by the shaking of the cabin and staggered to the control console, trying to switch the communication channel to seek help.

“Maybe I can’t do it,” he thought to himself, “but maybe the heads of other countries can!”

However, when he called anxiously, what he heard from the communication channel was a chaotic sound of electricity, exactly the same as the sound he heard when he contacted the United States before.

"It's over!" His heart sank. "Just like the United States, I have lost contact with the heads of other countries!"

Despair surged in his heart, and Babos felt his legs go weak. He quickly held onto the guardrail beside him and barely managed to steady himself.

He was filled with doubts and anxieties, not knowing how to deal with this sudden disaster.

Just then, the change in the weather gave him the answer again.

The hailstones escalated again, from the size of ping-pong balls to the size of fists, and fell with even greater force.

This time, not only did the glass shatter, but the cabin itself was also smashed through, and fist-sized hailstones embedded in the deck with incredible force.

In the sky, large numbers of fighter jets lost control and fell under the attack of hail, and some even collided and exploded in mid-air, disappearing in a flash like fireworks.

None of the warships on the sea were spared and were smashed to pieces.

"This..." Babos exclaimed in his heart, "Why did the hail escalate again? How can we possibly hold on until the dark clouds drift away?"

His heart was filled with resentment and despair, and he sat down on the deck powerlessly.

At this moment, a huge and dull sound came from far away. He felt a burning breath coming towards him. His heart tightened and he looked up.

He saw a huge piece of fighter plane wreckage falling down with flames. He immediately opened his mouth and his eyes bulged, his eyes filled with horror and despair.

"It's over!" he cried in his heart, "I can't even protect myself! I didn't expect that after fighting all my life, I would die on the way before reaching the battlefield of the last battle!"

In endless despair and pain, his eyes went dark and he lost all senses.

Babos has passed away!

His passing is neither the beginning of a prologue nor the end of an epilogue.

The warriors of the Maple Leaf Nation are experiencing the same fate one after another.

"Ahhhh!"

"Boom——!!!"

"boom--!!!!"

"..."

The sorrowful cries and the deafening explosions intertwined into one under the cover of dark clouds.

As the hail grew more severe, the sounds gradually faded.

Just as the Maple Leaf Country was suffering a heavy blow, Neon Country also encountered unusual changes.

On the central warship of the Neon Fleet, in the cockpit, a man in his fifties was standing in front of the control console.

He was thin, and the navy blue military uniform seemed to be unable to support him. The insignia on his shoulder straps revealed his identity as lieutenant general - Jun Ping Tianyi, the commander-in-chief of this operation.

At this moment, he was staring at the console, his brows furrowed as if they were about to be twisted into a ball, and his expression was extremely solemn.

It turned out that he had just tried to contact the heads of operations in other countries to communicate about the strange situations they were encountering, but just like what happened to Babos, he was unable to get through.

“Sizzle…sizzle…sizzle…”

There was a harsh sound of electricity coming from the communication channel, and Jun Ping Tianyi angrily pressed the switch button and switched back to the internal communication.

"Baka!!!" he roared, "What the hell is going on?!"

"Why can't I contact them all of a sudden?!"

"Is it a problem on my end... or is it a problem on their end?!"

"Or... is there a problem on both sides?!"

A series of questions emerged in his mind, but these thoughts were fleeting.

The next moment, panicked reports were heard from the cockpit.

"My Lord, it's too hot. We can't stand it any longer!"

"Yes, sir, we feel like we're about to be roasted!"

"Sir, anything you touch now is hot. The temperature must be over 100 degrees!" (End of this chapter)