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The fleet in front of him seemed to have fallen from the sky.

And since the appearance of these frigates, some people have noticed that something is wrong.

Those frigates are fully armed, and the vertical missiles can be launched at any time...

Some knowledgeable people can see that this fleet is menacing at a glance.

Just as the fleet continued to leave the space-time tunnel, many people had already run away from the beach.

And as time goes by, more and more people leave the beach in fear.

Because all kinds of warships emerged from the black curtain like dumplings!

Before, everyone thought that this magic trick would be an aircraft carrier fleet at most.

It turned out they were naive!

Aircraft carriers popped up one after another!

It's like an outpost for an alien invasion!

I don't know when, the sea is covered with warships!

The originally busy sea area was directly paralyzed, and countless ships had to turn around or park on the spot in order to avoid warships.

The reporter on the helicopter watched the warships emerge from the space-time tunnel below, and his face was already in cold sweat.

"I don't know if this is just a magic trick. This scene is really scary. Are we facing an invasion..."

The audience in front of the TV looked at the pictures taken by the photographer and were also dumbfounded.

At the same time, starting from New York Harbor, layers of news began to be reported.

Chapter 447 Where is my berth?

"Thank you again for your support..."

Lewis said his last words at the conference table, officially ending the meeting with agricultural and animal husbandry representatives.

This was supposed to be hosted by Connor, but he is on the phone now, so he can only work overtime as his deputy.

Lewis walked out of the meeting room with the documents, and joked with several clerks, maintaining his usual image and demeanor of an old gentleman. Had a cup of coffee.

But all of this ended when his secretary came over...

"Sir, can you contact Mr. Connor?"

"Now there is a very important matter, news from New York Harbor!"

"What happened? There was an accident at the pier there?" Lewis calmly took a sip of the coffee made by the little girl and tasted it carefully with his tongue. He felt that the taste was a bit too sweet. He should suggest that she put less sugar next time.

"Fleet!" The secretary spit out a word, and at the same time opened a tablet on his arm, "Look at this, a large number of warships suddenly appeared in the waters off Staten Island and Brooklyn, New York!"

Lewis quickly swallowed the coffee in his mouth and coughed twice: "Where is the warship from?"

"Didn't the sea search be done this morning?"

The old gentleman, who had always been graceful, couldn't calm down again.

Unidentified warships have appeared outside New York Harbor?

Was the search this morning for nothing?

He wanted to ask this question, but he saw the video on the tablet.

From the perspective of the helicopter, the fleet is mighty, breaking through the waves directly from the space-time tunnel...

And what's even more frightening is that the surface of the sea, which is more than ten kilometers long and wide, is now densely packed with gray and white painted warships!

That is a big guy worth tens of thousands of tons, worth hundreds of millions or even billions, why is it as common as small sampans here? !

Lewis' hands and feet softened, and he almost lost his grip on the coffee in his hand. "What kind of movie is this? Aliens attack New York?"

"Obviously not, sir." The secretary was also sweating coldly, "This is a live broadcast from a local TV station in New York, and they filmed it from a helicopter."

To prove this point, the secretary clicked on the live broadcast account, which was indeed a local TV station in New York.

And it's been a long time since the live broadcast.

What's even more frightening is that the helicopters used by the TV station for live broadcasting have all been changed, and the warships are still moving out in an orderly and non-stop manner.

Lewis shivered. He stuffed the coffee cup into the secretary's arms, grabbed the tablet and ran away, ignoring that most of the coffee in it spilled on the secretary.

"Mr. Connor!"

"Connor~~"

The old gentleman's graceful shouts echoed in the corridor again, the lawn and garden outside the window seemed to be intoxicated by it, and the flowers and trees swayed extraordinarily hard.

in the office.

Connor had just finished talking on the phone with Meng Anping, and he was full of anger, not knowing where to vent it, when he saw Lewis push open the office door and rush in panting.

Behind him were a few guards who raised their hands in a blocking gesture.

"What's wrong, Lewis."

"Look at this!"

Lewis immediately handed over the tablet, but such a small movement almost failed due to excessive muscle trembling.

"Sit down first..." Connor immediately stood up to appease his old man, but the other party motioned him to look at the tablet first.

Connor picked up the tablet again and looked at it for a dozen seconds, then he turned to Lewis with a confused expression.

"What's wrong?"

Lewis just remembered, and quickly added: "This is a live broadcast from New York Harbor!"

"live?"

Connor's brain really couldn't understand how to link the special effects on the tablet with reality, so he reconfirmed:

"Are you sure it's not a special effect or a prank? There are always a lot of boring troublemakers..."

"No! Connor, this is the status quo!"

"This is a live broadcast!"

"Countless warships are appearing in our waters from a strange, suspected wormhole device!"

"Connor, this is a real, ongoing event! You may hear about it from other sources soon!"

Just as he finished speaking, the phone on Connor's desk rang suddenly.

Connor had just picked it up and put it next to his ear, and then saw his secretary rushing in in panic. Everyone's eyes met, as if they had the ability to communicate with brain waves, and they understood each other in an instant.

"..."

After half a minute.

Connor looked down at the tablet, and then to the northeast. It was hard to imagine that New York in that direction was now facing an alien landing.

"This is absolutely insane!"

Connor paced back and forth in the office, with his secretary anxiously beside him: "Sir, this is very urgent."

"We have not successfully established contact with those warships so far..."

In fact, no one dared to rely on it.

It would be fine if there were a few warships, but now those warships crowded the huge sea area like a bathtub, and with the black curtain lying across the sea, it was full of oppression, how could anyone dare to approach?

The helicopter that was broadcast live on TV was targeted by the anti-aircraft muzzle when it descended a little bit.

Connor was still pacing, but asked a question:

"Has Meng's phone not been connected yet? Damn it! This must be the combined fleet he was talking about! The question is where did these guys come from?!"

Lewis, who was so anxious that he went to dial the phone himself, shook his head, indicating that the call was still not connected.

We can only continue to wait.

After another half a minute, Lewis' expression trembled slightly, and everyone immediately moved over again.

But before Connor answered the call, Lewis hung up the call.

"They said that Meng has already rested now, and they also said that the joint fleet has arrived, and they suggested that we do the reception work first."

The scene suddenly fell silent.

Do reception work?

Connor returned his gaze to the tablet again.

"How many warships are there now?"

No need to count, there are people in the comment area of ​​the live broadcast room counting all the time:

"There are 180 warships, and 23 aircraft carriers have appeared, Connor..."

Lewis opened his mouth, really not knowing what to do.

There are only 14 aircraft carrier fleets in their country. If those nuclear submarines are removed here, there are already 23 aircraft carrier fleets, and so on!

What if there are still nuclear submarines hidden under the water in this sea area?

Lewis was taken aback when he came up with this idea. Fortunately, he quickly remembered that this sea area is already very close to land, and even if it is a deep-water port, it is not deep enough for dozens of nuclear submarines to swim.

Just then, the secretary brought another message:

"Those warships took the initiative to contact the port, and they said...they..."

"What did you say?"

"Say they're here for a goodwill visit, so ask where the berths are for them..."

???

Connor's brain nearly short-circuited.

It's okay to run over by yourself, but you still ask me where the parking space is?

Then before you go back, don't you have to fill up the gas!

No no no!

Why are you already thinking about their going back?

Connor shook off the thoughts in his head, took a long breath, and wanted to order a swarm attack on that sea area directly, and directly bury those fleets there!

As a result, this breath directly made his stomach swell, and he didn't dare to issue this order.

Is he crazy?

Want to start a war with an opponent who can open time and space gates at home?

This is not a sci-fi war movie...

"Sir? A berth at the port?" the secretary reminded.

Connor rubbed his forehead, "Let New York's pier fully cooperate and arrange berths for those warships. As long as they are allowed to dock, there should be no accidents."

He is really afraid of something going wrong right now.

23 aircraft carrier fleets, oh no, it seems to have risen to 24 now, and adding a space-time gate, anyone knows that they can't beat it.

"By the way, arrange a plane for me to go to New York right away. Since they are here for a visit, I naturally have to go there too."

With that said, Connor had already got up.

Lewis followed suit.

The secretary left immediately to make arrangements.

……

New York Harbor.

Connor's order was transmitted as quickly as possible.

Then the operator of the port became worried when he saw the hundreds of warships outside.

It is not that there are not so many deep water berths.

The point is that there are not so many free berths left.