Chapter 1132

After seeing off Dr. Harkins, who claimed he also wanted to launch a rocket to blast the Tiangong's rear, many senior officials in the meeting room let out long sighs.

Translation: After seeing off Doctor Hawkins, who claimed he also wanted to launch a rocket to blast the "Heavenly Palace"'s butt, the many high-level officials in the meeting room each let out a long sigh.

We need to keep it concise but faithful. Use "Doctor Hawkins". Use "Heavenly Palace". Use "Meeting Room". Use "High Level". Let's produce: After seeing off Doctor Hawkins, who claimed he also wanted to launch a rocket to blast the Heavenly Palace's butt, the many high-level officials in the Meeting Room each let out a long sigh.

By the time they manage to do that, we'll be long gone.

Translation: By the time they manage to do this, their bones will probably be cold.

At least so far, they still haven't figured out how Long'an managed to do it.

Translation: At least up to now, they still haven't figured out how the Long An side managed to do it.

What do you all think about space-based weapons?

Translation: "What do you all think about the space-based weapon?"

Can that thing actually blow us up... uh... destroy us?

Translation: "Can that thing really blow us up… uh… destroy us?"

With Anders absent, General Muyang temporarily took command, and in a solemn voice asked the department heads. To be honest, he is one in a million who refuses to compromise.

Translation: In the main seat, with Andre absent, General Miyyang acted as leader, his solemn voice asking the department elites. To be frank, he is one who would never compromise—out of a million.

To be honest, he is one in a million who refuses to compromise.

Just because it's the apocalypse doesn't mean they can't use satellites. But what about later, when humanity recovers? Even if the apocalypse threat is greatly reduced?

Translation: Don't think that just because it's the Apocalypse, they can't use satellites—but what about later? When humanity catches its breath? Even if the apocalyptic crisis is greatly eased?

Then we'll see a new round of global reshuffling.

Translation: By then, it will be a new round of global reshuffling.

How could we possibly hand over these top‑strategic systems to an enemy state?

Translation: How could these top‑tier strategic systems possibly be handed over to a hostile nation?

To put it bluntly, anyone here can imagine the immense value that would be unleashed if Long'an actually activated these satellites.

Translation: Putting it bluntly, everyone here can imagine how huge the value would be if Long An actually activated these satellites.

It's possible...

Translation: "It's possible…"

Theoretically, when a satellite sweeps quickly over our base, it can lock onto our position using its ultra‑high‑resolution imaging system.

Translation: "In theory, when a satellite swiftly passes over our base, it can lock onto our position using its ultra‑high‑resolution imaging system."

You know, with that satellite's precision, it could even see what hat you're wearing today.

Translation: "You know, with a satellite's precision, it could even see what hat you're wearing today."

The safe zone is such an obvious cluster of buildings that it's easy to spot—not to mention we've already broadcast our coordinates in the war zone; a sack of rice would be enough for Long'an to buy our location from survivors.

Translation: "The Safe Zone's conspicuous buildings are easy to find, not to mention we've already published our coordinates in the warzone—a sack of rice would be enough for Long An to buy our position from the survivors..."

He wore a troubled look, looking at the soldier hoping for good news, and gave a wry smile.

Translation: With a troubled look, the soldier who hoped to hear some good news gave a bitter laugh:

With the coordinates, we can lock on.

Translation: "With coordinates, we can lock on."

If the enemy's tungsten rods are large enough, relying solely on their kinetic impact—unmitigated by any system—it's quite possible that a single strike could blast our safe zone.

Translation: "If the opponent's tungsten rod is large enough, relying solely on the kinetic impact not reduced by the system, it's indeed possible for a single shot to blast our Safe Zone."

Even if the power is reduced, a few more hits would be more than we could take.

Translation: "Even if the power is reduced, a few more hits and we can't take it."

Awakened individuals might escape, but the buildings and facilities can't; once panic breaks out, it's no different from blowing up the safe zone.

Translation: "Awakened Ones might be able to flee, but the buildings and facilities can't; once panic erupts, it's no different from blowing up the Safe Zone."

Recalling Chu An's demonstration of the space‑based weapon, everyone fell silent.

Translation: Recalling Chu An's display of the space‑based weapon, everyone fell silent after hearing it.

They really do have this nasty weapon.

Translation: "The other side really does have this nasty thing."

Space‑based weapons are actually, in a sense, more disgusting than nuclear bombs, because they can't be intercepted at all!

Translation: "Space‑based weapons are actually, in a sense, more disgusting than nuclear bombs, because this thing simply cannot be intercepted!"

A massive tungsten rod falling from the sky at 12,000 km/h, when combined with a kinetic propulsion device, is like a huge monster dropping from the heavens and slamming hard into their vulnerable belly! If one is ruthless enough, loading the rod with a large amount of nuclear waste would cause it to spew massive amounts of contamination, utterly destroying an area!

Translation: "A massive tungsten rod falling from the sky at 12,000 km/h, when paired with a kinetic propulsion device, is like a big tyrant dropping from the heavens and smashing hard into their vulnerable belly! If one is ruthless, loading the rod with lots of nuclear waste, this thing can even spew massive pollution sources, utterly destroying an area!"

Intercept it? Shoot it down mid‑air? Not a chance!

Translation: "Try to intercept? Try to blast it mid‑air? Impossible!"

Gazing at the senior officials with their heads down, General Muyang opened his mouth and, after a moment, let out a helpless sigh.

Translation: Gazing at the high‑level officials with their heads down nearby, General Miyyang opened his mouth, then after a moment let out a helpless sigh.

So we can only be threatened? We can only give in to their blackmail?

Translation: "So we can only be threatened? Only give in to their extortion?"

In the eerie silence, a slightly younger third‑rank hesitated, then spoke up.

Translation: In the eerie silence, a slightly younger Third Rank hesitated before speaking:

General Muyang, possibly... yes.

Translation: "General Miyyang, perhaps… yes."

An attack launched from outer space is something we can't dodge.

Translation: "An attack launched from outer space, we can't dodge."

If they sent fighter jets, or even if Lin An personally delivered it, we might have ways to resist. But this thing... truly has no solution.

Translation: "If they sent fighter jets, or even if Lin An personally dropped it, we might have means to resist. But this thing… truly has no solution."

He felt frustrated.

Translation: "He felt stifled inside."

If it were fighter jets, they could send third‑rank to intercept, and it's unlikely any jet could fly across two continents. If Lin An arrived by special means, they'd be confident in targeting one or two, maybe even capturing the opponent. After all, this is their turf!

Translation: "If it were fighter jets, they could dispatch Third Ranks to intercept, and it's unlikely any jet could fly across two continents. If Lin An came via special means, they'd be confident in targeting one or two, maybe even retaining the opponent. After all, this is their turf!"

Besides that, their threat also includes destroying our satellites.

Translation: "Moreover, their threat also includes destroying our satellites."

If we refuse, as long as they're willing to spend time, they can indeed gradually blow up our satellites. If they go all out, they could simply create massive space debris in our satellite orbits, easily destroying the entire constellation.

Translation: "If we refuse them, as long as they're willing to spend time, they can indeed gradually blow up our satellites. If they go crazy, they could simply create massive space debris in our satellite orbits, easily destroying the entire Star Link."

Hearing the expert's explanation, General Muyang helplessly rubbed his face.

Translation: Listening to the expert's explanation, General Miyyang actually rubbed his face in helplessness.

Taking a deep breath, he locked his eyes on the satellite expert who had been urgently summoned.

Translation: Taking a deep breath, he fixed his gaze on the satellite expert summoned in an emergency.

If we have to give it to them, can we leave a back door? Once they fix it, we can immediately retake control.

Translation: "If we must give it to them, can't we leave a backdoor? As soon as they fix it, we'll seize back control!"

Even if it could only be used for a few days before being destroyed, it would still have high strategic value. Besides, they couldn't destroy that many satellites that quickly—they might not even want to.

Translation: "Even if it can only be used for a few days before being destroyed, that still has high strategic value! Besides, they wouldn't destroy so many satellites that quickly! They might not even want to!"

Facing General Muyang's hopeful gaze, the satellite expert hesitated but steeled himself to reply:

Translation: Facing General Miyyang's hopeful, longing gaze, the satellite expert hesitated but still steeled himself to reply:

General, we didn't consider leaving a back door when we designed it.

Translation: "General… we didn't consider leaving a backdoor when we designed it."

After all, before the apocalypse we never imagined anyone could force us to reveal the key from our hands; its secrecy is comparable to nuclear launch codes.

Translation: "After all, before the Apocalypse we never imagined anyone could force us to hand over the secret… its secrecy is comparable to nuclear launch codes…"

If we can't even keep that secure, it's practically tantamount to losing the country.

Translation: "If we can't even keep that safe, it's practically the same as losing the country, right?"

Upon hearing that, General Muyang stalled, about to lash out at the designers for having no vigilance or responsibility. How could such a national strategic asset be so careless! But then he recalled that, before the apocalypse, the US nuclear launch code box's code had always been eight zeros, and he realized he couldn't even bring himself to curse.

Translation: General Miyyang stalled after hearing that, about to blast those designers for lacking any vigilance or responsibility—how could such a national vital asset be so careless! But then he recalled that, before the Apocalypse, the Ameeriken nuclear launch code box's password had always been eight zeros, realizing he couldn't bring himself to curse them either.

Hmm, a fine tradition of the US military.

Translation: "Well, a fine tradition of the American military."

Because of their extreme confidence, the president's nuclear launch case has always been foolproof.

Translation: "Because of extreme confidence, their president's nuclear launch case has always been foolproof."

The meeting room fell silent again.

Translation: The Meeting Room fell silent again.

After a long silence, General Muyang gave a weary, bitter smile, feeling a pang of sorrow.

Translation: After a long silence, General Miyyang gave a weary, bitter laugh, his heart feeling a touch of sourness.

Alright, let's report the news to Lord Anders, then we'll talk with them.

Translation: "Alright, let's report the news to Lord Andre, then we'll talk with them."

If possible, after we hand over control of the constellation, they could say at launch that this satellite reboot is a joint effort of ours.

Translation: "If possible, after we hand over control of the Star Link, they could say at launch that this satellite restart is our joint cooperation…"

At least...

Translation: "At least…"

At least let it not sound too grim.

Translation: "At least let it not sound too grim…"

From the opened spatial gate, Lin An led the people from Long'an base out slowly.

Translation: From the opened spatial gate, Lin An led the people of Long'an Base out slowly.

Watching the satellite launch base frantically assembling rockets, his eyes couldn't help but carry a hint of excitement.

Translation: Looking at the satellite launch base bustling with rocket assembly, his eyes couldn't help but carry a hint of excitement.

In three days, with large numbers of fire‑, psychic‑, and mechanical‑control awakened individuals mobilized, the rocket's outer shell—which isn't overly complex—is nearly complete.

Translation: In three days, with large numbers of fire‑type, mental‑type, and machine‑control Awakened Ones mobilized, the rocket's outer shell, not overly complex, is nearly complete.

Soon, this place will witness a miracle of post‑apocalyptic human civilization!

Translation: Soon, this place will witness a miracle of post‑Apocalypse human civilization!

How's it going? Have the terms over there been settled?

Translation: "How's it going—have the terms over there been settled?"

He casually asked Chu An, and Lin An was also curious what Chu An had wanted, which caused the US theater to go crazy, clinging desperately to the last condition and refusing to budge.

Translation: Casually asking Chu An, Lin An was also curious what Chu An had demanded, which caused the Ameeriken warzone to go crazy, clinging desperately to the last condition and refusing to budge.

Nothing much; they want us, when announcing to the world, to claim that the psychic rocket technology is something they provided some technology for, and to deceive their theater's survivors into thinking they still control the constellation.

Translation: "Nothing much—they want us, when announcing to the world, to claim that the Spiritual Energy Rocket technology was provided by them, and to deceive the survivors in their warzone into thinking they still control the Star Link."

Huh?

Translation: "Huh?"

Lin An raised an eyebrow:

"It's not impossible, it's just an empty reputation; giving them face is enough."

However, Chu An smiled upon hearing that:

"The things I want they cannot produce; letting them sign a non-aggression contract with our side they disagree. Letting them sign 600 three Fourth Rank sell-body contracts they also refuse."

Lin An gave a slight start; he hadn't expected Chu An to not ask for supplies, but instead ask for these. However, the value of these things is indeed greater.

Not signing? That's also normal. Don't look at the American theater being stuck deadlocked, but how could the other side not think of turning things around? If they sign, what's the difference from becoming a vassal? In the theater confrontation, seeing the Huaxia theater and just admitting defeat? Rather than that, it might be better to have the Safe Zone bombed; maybe the loss would be smaller.

After all, in their view, space-based weapons can't possibly keep bombing without limit, right? What's the difference from being anti-human?

This thing is just a deterrent; before it's thrown away, it's at its greatest.

"So what do you plan to do?"

He asked curiously.

Chu An gave a light laugh, shook his head:

"Disagreeing is fine; just charge double. By the way, tell their Survivors, the Star Link is something their High Level sold to us out of private greed; we, for the sake of all humanity, had no choice but to reluctantly buy it."

"By the way, rename the Star Link to Star Han."

"By then, if they don't buy the information, they'll just wait to be assassinated by angry Survivors..."