Nukes

As they continued on their journey, the urgency of the outside world pressed upon them, leaving lingering doubts. Snake Eye cast a profound glance at Storm Shadow, recognizing the impermanence of the world.

During the journey, Storm Shadow divulged the information he possessed, including the fact that he had been framed by Zartan. Who would have thought that the person he had been relentlessly pursued was innocent?

They chose to trust in the integrity of their lineage, believing that their own people would not deceive them.

Storm Shadow had suffered unjustly and spent years on the run. If it were him, Storm Shadow admitted, he might have succumbed to despair, denied any chance to explain.

A black knife was placed before Storm Shadow, a clear sign from Snake Eye. It was an invitation for him to wield the knife of their lineage. These knives were specially crafted and virtually unbreakable, symbolizing acceptance. Storm Shadow accepted it with surprise, feeling Snake Eye's silent approval.

Though he held a superior knife made by Varion, the significance of this gesture wasn't lost on him.

Meanwhile, in the gathering of world leaders, the President, disguised as Zartan, took the lead in disarming all nuclear bombs, a move echoed by leaders of other nations. The stage was set for the impending world war.

Zartan, now embodying the President's demeanor, addressed the assembly. "Now, how about we strive for a world free of nuclear weapons?"

The response was incredulous stares. Had they disarmed all the nuclear bombs just to set off a grand fireworks display? Zartan's masked visage offered no hint of his true identity as the President or the mastermind behind the chaos.

"It seems that you don't have such courage, so how about I come first?"

Click, the button was pressed, and all the America nuclear bombs in space started to self-destruct. Unfortunately, no one can see such a scene.

This time, everyone is stunned again, what is this trying to do? Their nuclear bombs are still flying in the sky, are they going to land and hit other countries, or start self-destruction.

If it hits a ground target, this is not a nuclear bomb of one country. It is a nuclear bomb of all countries. It is enough to blow up the ground again. Do they have any other options?

"Damn, you're a lunatic, you better figure out how to explain this to your Congress!"

There is fire in the eyes, no one is a fool, once these nuclear bombs land, no matter if it hits a no-man's land or anywhere, it will bring indelible disaster to the earth, they dare not, if they do so, it will be history sinner.

"Self Destruction".

"Damn...".

"God bless you".

Indignation, but what else can they do? This is a conspiracy. Since the moment all the nuclear bombs were activated, they had no choice.

Does America really want to create a nuclear-free world? Guess from the bottom of my heart, this is not like the style of the America.

Movies are movies after all. No matter what country it is, it is impossible for all nuclear bombs to be activated electronically. There are also physical activations. These cannot be solved by a suitcase. Therefore, a nuclear-free world can appear only in movies.

Zartan put down his phone and smiled: "Good, it seems that everyone is very discerning. The future will be a nuclear-free world, and everyone may be able to enter history. Then, let me introduce you something."

With a casual wave, a soldier placed two boxes on the desk. Opening them revealed computer controllers, their contents instantly projected onto a screen.

"Aren't you curious? Don't worry, I'll explain everything. I'm sure you'll be thrilled," Zartan's gaze swept over the room like a predator eyeing its prey.

"These are the celestial weapons we launched into space long ago, called Zeus. Each tungsten rod, when it passes over your city, yours, yours, or even your country's, will annihilate it. No nuclear fallout, just pure devastation. Isn't that... delightful?"

Zartan burst into laughter. 

"How dare you? Congress won't allow this!"

"Do you want to start a global conflict?"

The room erupted in fury as everyone realized his true intentions.

"Congress? No, they answer to me," Zartan stated coldly.

Dum-dum-dum... Footsteps echoed from the stairs outside as a group of people entered, led by the Cobra Commander. His expression hidden behind a mask, he commanded respect from everyone present, including Zartan.

They may have been a bunch of lunatics, but compared to the Cobra Commander, they were amateurs.

"Zartan, demonstrate the power of the tungsten rods."

"It's my pleasure, Your Excellency Commander. Shall we choose a target now? Let's see which country will have the honor of experiencing this technology first?"

Zartan scanned the room, teasing, "Oh, how about you? Congratulations, your country gets to enjoy the charm of this technology firsthand."

The Prime Minister of England couldn't remain composed. Zartan pressed a button, and in an instant, a tungsten rod hurtled from space towards Earth.

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