Tactical Nuke Incoming Novels & Stories

“Bring it up.” Immediately, a detailed map of the world displays across the monitors with red dots on some places and some set of numbers and letters running along their side. “I’ve chosen a few heavy-duty missiles from all over the world, Mia,” he explains. “You use your Tekna power to launch them on those red dots on the map. That's the only one way the missiles can be launched without the governments being able to detect and stop them.”

They were tactical nuclear weapons within their country, while some were the newest inventions that had never been shown to the public, including nanotechnology. “Attack!” The Undead blew on their battle horns as they proceeded to lunge in large groups. At their frontlines were Undead bone dragons, howling towards the skies, with a wave of skeleton troops right behind them. “Fire!” Boom, boom, boom— Jade then gave out more orders, sending out ten nano nuclear bombs towards them. With the short distance, they had to travel, they didn't even have to shoot it up into the air, aiming straight for the Undead troops instead.

Combined with his uneasy premonition, a terrifying thought flashed through his mind. "This is bad! Assemble the troops immediately and evacuate Mount Munmere as quickly as possible!" "Marshal Tancred, why the rush?" "Lavinia might be planning to use nuclear weapons to wipe us out along with the beast horde." "What?" Everyone was horrified. "Hurry!" Jasper barked. The soldiers sprang into action, while Jasper himself approached Wade and shared his suspicions. "Use nuclear weapons?" Wade's eyelids twitched, but then he sneered. "Mount Munmere is vast. The amount of nuclear firepower needed to level it is beyond what Bukmond possesses. Still, we can't be too careless."

He wasn't a wolf anymore, but the primal alarm in his marrow screamed just as loud. "They're coming from the shaft, Victor! Not just here—everywhere!" Zack’s voice crackled through the comms, distorted by a surge of electromagnetic interference. "Sub-surface bunkers in the Urals, the Atlantic Trench, the Rockies... they’re all opening at once. It’s a goddamn global breach!" "Elodie, get the kids!" Victor roared, lunging for the tactical rack hidden behind the bookshelf.

In clinical terms, he had undergone a Total Cellular Metamorphosis in less than ten minutes. "You've created a monster, Elara," Dr. Aris Thorne whispered, her eyes wide as she watched me work. She was standing behind a reinforced glass partition, the only place in the palace that was still somewhat shielded from the raw resonance. "The Pentagon is currently debating the 'Scorched Earth' protocol. They are moving tactical nuclear warheads into the neighboring county. They aren't going to study you anymore. They are going to excise the tumor."

In the center of the entire room was one large TacMap, which displayed the entire facility itself on it. All around them sat dozens of the TCC’s expert analysts and tacticians, who also had commanding views of the TacMap itself. And they made absolutely sure that every decision made during combat held the highest advantage for them. Or at least, they did the best they could with whatever they had. “Targets double verified and greenlit,” Aurora replied. “Kill team is in position, so Raze team, you’re clear to attack.” Freya, Lucifer, and the hawk drones all immediately activated their cylinders. Every single one began to shift and morph and adjust themselves. Slim panels on their front ends f

The flames danced and crackled, casting flickering shadows on the faces of the three brothers as tension hung heavy in the air. "Asmo also blurted out what Satan was itching to know,"Brother Satan, or Saturn, whichever you prefer, I just want to inform you that I am not the one with the nuclear codes for the missile. The reason there is an internet connection on the island is because of an AI which remotely controls the technology. I made sure there were no humans here, so I had to get an Artificial Intelligence assistant to clean up the mess you guys would end up making. Using an EMP won't work either, as the missile has a mechanical system that detonates if its connection with the AI is di

“Old subway tunnels. He reinforced them and set up biological test zones. There are over fifty subjects down there. Some were taken from hospitals, others from shelters. No records. No names.” Ethan swore under his breath. “When does it go live?” “Next week,” Zina said. “He’s running a full activation cycle. Once it’s powered, you won’t be able to shut it down without triggering a meltdown.” Lucas looked at Emma. “Then we go now.” Emma nodded. “We end it tonight.” Lucas’s POV We geared up at the safehouse. Chloe packed explosives. Ethan checked ammo. Emma loaded a duffel with EMP disruptors and handheld tools.

Just functional space for a man who lived in the shadows of systems. He closed the door behind me and locked it. “You watched them,” he said. Not a question. I nodded once. He did not offer condolences. He knew better. He walked to the desk and sat down. I stayed standing. “I pulled four feeds,” he said. “The thermal strike. The body cams. The notebook. All of it. Cross signed the authorization six weeks after you deployed. The weapon was a directed energy prototype. Nuclear tipped. Designed to look like a gas main failure. Deniable. Clean.”

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