Jericho Missile Novels & Stories

Bev murmured. Julie stood up from where she had sat behind the driver and took a microphone off the wall of the bus. “While we drive out to the spaceport, I’m going to tell you a little about why we decided to set up camp in the middle of the New Mexican desert. Why here? Why not in California, where we have conducted most of our testing?” She pointed out a window. “Out there happens to be one of the biggest missile ranges, and the largest U.S. military installation, that you will ever come in contact with. The world’s first atom bomb, Trinity, was tested there in 1945. Long-range missiles are still tested there today. As such, we have a unique situation here. When launching on our flights,

Morrison powered on his computer and accessed the mission files. Maxine immediately recognized Travis's handwriting on the report—but there was no mention of the missiles. Not a single word about them. She grabbed a blank sheet of paper and scribbled, 'I'm sure we found them. There were fifty-two Javelins!' Beneath it, the general wrote, 'Each Javelin costs $174,000. On the black market, they go for twice that. Do the math.'

"Manual launch." "That could kill us—" "Staying here will definitely kill us. Do it!" Outside, military forces swarmed. Troops. Drones. Ships scrambling to intercept. "They are targeting engines," Zara reported. "If they hit them before we launch—" "How long until we can move?" "Thirty seconds." "We do not have thirty seconds!" Missiles launched. Streaking toward New Dawn. Twenty seconds. The missiles closed. Point defense systems engaged. Shooting them down. Barely.

These are not noisy nuclear warheads; this was the 'Muzzler' anti-matter missile, the Vanguard's ultimate weapon designed not to create fire, but to pulverize any particles within a ten kilometer radius to the level of microscopic dust. In a matter of three seconds, the cathedral's underground altar cracked hair. "W-what the " ZRAAAASSSSSSHHHH!

I said, and then I hung up the phone. He knew this was code for I’m not on a secure line and I would call back from one that was. Jericho, while working for The Academy, had a lot of conspiracy theories, all of which he shared with me. He hacked my artificial intelligence to allow me privacy on the phone if I should ever need it. All I had to do was ask.

Suddenly, all the planes with rocket launchers were aiming at Jared's plane! "Fire!" the masked man yelled. At that moment, thirty missiles were fired! "My God!" Janus gasped in shock. "Not good, Mr. Johnston! There are over twenty missiles fired at us! There are also 4 A-grade ones!" Jared's expression darkened for a second. 'Seems like they've been pushed to the brink!' Even if those were B-grade ammunition, they could not dodge twenty missiles anyway. As soon as their engine got hit, they would start plummeting!

“Very clever.” Sebastian asked quietly, “What is he doing?” Inside the penthouse Leo finished typing. Then he whispered the answer. “I’m moving the targets.” Daniel blinked. “…you’re hijacking nuclear missiles.” Leo corrected him calmly. “EMP missiles.” Daniel groaned. “That doesn’t make me feel better.” The missile timers kept counting down. 05:04 Inside the vault the general stared at the screen. “You cannot redirect them.” Leo didn’t respond. He kept typing. Inside the penthouse Daniel watched the map.

Ellie sat flicking over her flickerboard and staring at ten screens plastered up around her. "Status?" Jack asked. "Bomb went off. Looks like where the cavemen live. I've located the origin of the missile. It's a Truex facility. According to the information they have been pulling up, they used the heat sensors from the satellites at nighttime and hit the target with the most heat signatures. It looks like the cavemen aren't good at staying in at night." "He's probably trying to hit Alex." "That's a good hypothesis." "Are we going to be safe?"

Although it was awkward and rather inappropriate, that thing still had the Hex's blood splattered all over from when it hit his skull, so it was classified as important evidence and stowed away carefully. William gave his orders through a walkie talkie. "The missiles are ready to fire. The target has been locked on. Do we fire the missiles?" William looked at the vanishing plane and answered, "Fire." Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky. A stream of light that resembled a comet streak appeared in the sky, heading toward the plane that was disappearing into the horizon. A moment later, the missile hit its target, and a blinding light lit up the entire nation. The plane had explod

Takao yelled. “Curse you, Sebastian! I’ll get you for this!” Zenoch roared as his plane tore through the clouds below Takao and the Renaldo Brothers. Zenoch pressed a button that loaded four missiles into his plane’s launching systems. These missiles were Type 91 Radio-Guided Missiles, a recent innovation in aerial warfare. Once these missiles locked onto their target, they would follow the target by tracking radio waves that were emitted by the target. Only one of these missiles was needed to destroy a plane.