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"That makes sense..."
Cleveland picked up the communication device.
Meanwhile, at the Carson City Tax Bureau Armed Base tarmac.
The pilots were joking and laughing just a second ago, but as soon as a soldier came over and relayed an order, they were ecstatic, rubbing their hands together and leaping into their fighters with the utmost speed.
Accompanied by the roaring engines, F-35, F-22, F-16, F/A-18 Hornets, and other types of combat aircraft taxied and took off, racing towards Las Vegas.
At the West District Entrance.
After David's explanation, the situation blew up online and across the country.
Everyone was anticipating what would happen next with this incident.
The media at the scene, in a bid for viewership, were verbally sparring to broadcast every single detail first.
Just then, the screeching sound of sonic booms filled the sky, causing everyone to stop talking and turn their heads up in unison.
But when they saw the jets streaking towards them, shock was evident on everyone's faces.
However, a reporter quickly recovered and urgently signaled the cameraman, "Quick, point the camera at the sky!"
"Is that... the legendary F-35 stealth fighter?"
"Is that an F-16 fighter jet?"
"Fuck, that's the F/A-18 Hornet..."
"How is this possible, how does the Tax Bureau even have fighter jets..."
As they watched the fighters zoom past in the sky, the viewers watching the live broadcast were dumbfounded.
The Tax Bureau's armed force was known to be very powerful.
Military experts had said that the America Army has the weapons, the Tax Bureau has them all!
But it was just talk, and no one had ever witnessed it firsthand. The truth of this claim was not something that could be verified.
But today, they were forced to believe it.
Because the F-35, F-22, F-16, F/A-18 Hornets, and other types of fighters were right there on display in the sky.
Each of these aircraft was among America's top strategic weapons, and the Tax Bureau had them all.
Besides aircraft carriers and nuclear submarines, what other weapons did the Tax Bureau not possess?
Simultaneously, inside the reservation.
If it really came down to it, could the Tax Bureau even produce a nuclear bomb?
Although it seemed far-fetched.
But after seeing so many warplanes, they suddenly thought that for the Tax Bureau, maybe a nuclear bomb wouldn't be such a big deal after all.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
While they were still in a state of shock, the loud booming sounds coming from all directions, along with the feeling of the earth shaking, staggered Gael and the other Elders.
At that moment, Gael and the other Elders felt despondent; it seemed like it was all over, completely over.
Because the Apache had launched a missile just a while ago, but although the missile's power was great, it wasn't enough to send shockwaves to their location.
But now, the area where they stood felt the earth shake, surely because the fighter jets that had just whizzed by had dropped powerful missiles on their reservation.
The missile from the Apache had caused dozens of casualties among their tribe already.
How many would the missiles from these fighter jets with such destructive power cause?
300?
500?
Or 1000?
Neither Gael nor the other Elders dared to think any further.
After a while, an Elder gathered his courage, began to lift his head, and looked in the direction from which the sound of the explosion came.
Soon he seemed to have noticed something, some color returning to his eyes, then he frantically looked around everywhere.
After seemingly confirming something, he shouted with a trace of relief, "Wait... they... seem not to be targeting us!"
Upon hearing this, the utterly despondent Gael and others rallied their courage to look around, and quickly they, too, had a look of relief on their faces, like the Elder who had spoken out just before.
Having managed the tribe for so many years, they were, of course, very familiar with the reservation here.
Judging from the areas in their line of sight, those were uninhabited forests and mountain ranges.
In other words, the Tax Bureau was only using the fighter jets to give them a warning, not actually to start a massacre in their tribe!
"Chieftain, what are we still waiting for? They just want that bastard Dieter, right? Why don't we just hand the son of a bitch over and be done with it!"
"Exactly, hand over that damned fool, and the Tax Bureau won't trouble us anymore!"
"..."
Before the appearance of the squadron of fighter jets, although the Elders had suggested handing over Dieter, out of respect for Tewin, they refrained from using insulting words like bastard and fool.
But now, after the fighter jets had not only intruded into their territory to show off but had also dropped so many missiles all around, they naturally wanted to take out their anger on Dieter!