Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

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Azi always wanted to raise her hand to ask a question about Ling Qingyu's title but didn't know whether the situation was a coincidence. Whenever she was planning, Tang Ziyi would stare at her. Big Sister Tang was scary sometimes.

Nonetheless, Elena managed to spark new interesting topics that pertained to her profession, like right now.

"Let me speak about the weapons here. I assure you, you will feel weak later," said Elena.

Everyone rolled their eyes at her remarks. Nobody was spared the moment they stepped inside the submarine. Purposeful or not, Elena wrecked everyone's mentality.

Even someone like Ling Qingyu, Tang Ziyi and Xiao Yue who were prepared were caught off-guard. Don't mention Azi's current state.

Elena continued: "Let's talk about the missiles in our 20 silos, Each one armed with two missiles, which meant we have 40 missiles in our arsenal. The missile is similar to an intercontinental ballistic type, capable of hitting anywhere on the planet.

Plus, it's hypersonic type, which means that the enemies' anti-missile and detection systems are powerless and have a lower chance of defeating ours because of the missile's maneuverability and high speed. Maneuverability means it moves around during flight before reaching the destination in an unpredictable manner. By the time they detect the missile, no reaction time is enough.

Of course, there are several types in our silos.

"The missiles are mainly to hit targets on the ground far away where our railguns couldn't reach."

"So, everything is similar to long-range inter-continental ballistic type, am I right?" Tang Ziyi confirmed. Strangely, Elena's hypersonic missiles had better range than the conventional ICBM.

"Yes, nowhere on the planet is free from the target," Elena replied.

"Why do I feel like this is no different from a nuclear arsenal?" Azi complained after knowing the weapons' capability.

"You said there are several types, can you please elaborate?" Xiao Yue asked.

"Sure, we have EMPs to blackout the entire city and reckon it to stone age. Eight missiles. Conventional missile with large radius destruction of more than 2 miles. 12 missiles. And finally, our most powerful missile, numbering 2o, which will detonate above a specific height to spread out the explosives carried inside.

Each one more powerful than any conventional bombs dwarfing the mother of all bombs or father of all bombs, whatever." Elena sneered at the two names. "The total explosions can level the entire city without sweat."

Azi gulped as her eyelids twitched at Elena's expression. How dare she condescend the most powerful bombs? Eh, wait, Wait! "That's no different from a nuclear bomb!" Azi exclaimed in panic.

"Exactly. As long as one missile gets a hone on a target, destruction is inevitable." Elena stated as a matter of fact.

Mach meant the number of speed of sound. Mach 1.2 meant 1.2 times the speed of sound, the missile traveled. The initial boost, merely after 3 seconds from a standstill to Mach 1.2 was frightening. Mach 6 ensured a kill. Azi imagined if this missile was equipped on a fighter jet, ace title wasn't far away. Of course, Azi always had this dream.

After all, her talent was waster because of some predicaments in the military, forcing her to retire early to dodge stray bullets.

The cart finally stopped at a room and Elena dismounted. "Ladies, our final destination.'

Everyone: "Whew!"

Elena chuckled and spoke: "This is the soul of the entire submarine—Command and Control station."

Ling Qingyu and Tang Ziyi chuckled as they snickered at Elena's lies. The latter's skin was as thick as a city wall to ignore the two's teasing. After all, the real soul was Elena and her CPU cores, in the most protected central area.

Anyway, the group now visited the command hall, arrays of computers, and a large table in the center. Futuristic design and layouts, simple and efficient. Nobody understood what the numbers on the monitors meant but everyone savored the taste of being in control of the sub.

"I wonder, how you operate without sonar operators. Frankly, I have no idea how you can navigate through, relying solely on AI." Azi was puzzled.

"Like this," Elena waved her hand above the table, which instantly shone blue lights, flickering till a landscape hologram projection was formed. A projective of a live feed of a submarine navigating across the sea. Even the earth's surfaces deep underneath were shown in the projection.

Everyone watched in marvel at the science-fiction scenery before their eyes. Navigation, weapons control, and everything began here. As long as an individual with naval warfare doctrines and tactics drove the submarine, he or she was enough to control everything.

Ling Qingyu asked despite knowing Elena didn't need to be in a control room to pilot the submarine. "Can the ship fight against other subs? It would be funny if this godlike weapon needs escorts."

"Dogfight underwater seems okay, right? Because we clearly have advantages, foresight, a clearer picture of surroundings, and early detection while ours remain silent. The difference in technologies, I don't think we should compare. The enemies knew nothing until torpedoes emit soundwave for them to capture information."

Ling Qingyu: "Alright, it's my fault."

"No, you're not, Mom. You'll get use to this submarine's strength later." Elena comforted. "Mom, to placate your sadness, give me two days, I'll flatten the Whitehouse into debrises. No one will know who and where the attack come, I promise."

The girls: ???