The infinite heavens begin with American horror.

In a daze, Cage opened his eyes, raised his hand to remove the military cap covering his face, then propped himself up and straightened his clothes in the spacious cabin.

Cage and the others were meeting with the commander of the Joint Defense Center, so they couldn't be careless; he represented the U.S. military.

The helicopter landed in the empty plaza of the Joint Defense Center headquarters.

At the edge of the square, a man and a woman watched the landing helicopter.

These two were sent by the Joint Defense Center commander to receive Cage.

The helicopter landed smoothly.

Dressed in a neat military uniform, Cage jumped off the helicopter while holding onto the cabin door.

The female officer who had been waiting in the square for a long time took the initiative to greet him and instructed the soldiers next to her to help Major Cage with his luggage.

Cage's eyes lit up when he saw the beautiful female officer walking up, with her long, fair legs and sexy figure.

Cage extended his right hand, a confident smile on his face, and introduced himself, "I am Major William Cage, a reporter for the U.S. military media."

Cage's confidence was indeed well-founded; he became a major at a young age, while many soldiers his age were only privates, the lowest rank.

Military ranks are divided into privates, non-commissioned officers, junior officers, field officers, general officers, and the highest rank of general. General is equivalent to a marshal in the main world.

The beautiful female officer in front of Cage was only a sergeant, judging from her rank.

The beautiful female officer smiled at Cage, extended her right hand to gently shake his hand, then released it, and said, "Welcome to London, Major!"

A private carrying Cage's luggage stopped beside the two of them.

Cage withdrew his right hand, looked at the beautiful female officer, and asked, "When can I see General Brigham?"

Cage, of course, had not forgotten his mission in Britain: to carry out his commander's orders to promote the upcoming beach battle.

The beautiful female officer, who was being questioned by Cage, was taken aback and said somewhat awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Major Cage, I'm just a sergeant and I don't know General Brigham's itinerary. It was arranged by General Brigham's secretary that we are here to welcome you."

Hearing the beautiful female officer's reply, Cage was inwardly dissatisfied. What was wrong with General Brigham? Why was he looking down on him like this? He knew perfectly well that he was coming, yet he only had his secretary arrange his reception.

To see General Brigham, we have to wait for his secretary to make arrangements.

But no matter how dissatisfied Cage was, it was no use; he could only suppress his feelings. He couldn't show any dissatisfaction on his face, after all, this wasn't America.

He is currently in London, England, which is under General Brigham's control. The entire Joint Defence Centre headquarters is staffed with his people.

Perhaps the beautiful female officer would see Cage's displeasure on his face, and the moment he left, she would report it to General Brigham.

Cage, relaxed and natural, said to the beautiful female officer in front of him, "It's alright. General Brigham has so many things to deal with, it's natural for him to be busy. I don't need to bother him now. Take me to General Brigham's secretary first, I'll talk to her."

The beautiful female officer smiled brightly after hearing Cage's words. Major Cage was very understanding and didn't make things difficult for her.

“Of course, Major Cage. General Brigham’s secretary should be available right now. I’ll take you to see her. Major Cage, please follow me.” The beautiful female officer walked ahead of Cage and turned back to say to him.

"Well, let's go."

The private carrying the luggage silently followed the two.

......

Not far from the headquarters of the Joint Defense Center, Li Qing specifically found an uninhabited room in a building, used his telekinesis to open the door, and went inside.

This house offers a good view of the Joint Defense Center headquarters across the street, where Lee Sin can wait and observe Cage's movements.

Li Qing walked to a window, opened it, and looked across at the square. Beside the helicopter, Cage followed the beautiful female officer into the Joint Defense Center headquarters.

.......

Cage entered the Joint Defense Center, and the first thing he saw upon entering was the command center hall, where officers of all kinds were moving around.

Several guards wearing red berets and red armbands were patrolling, and Cage could clearly see the yellow tasers hanging from their waists.

"This way, Major Cage," the beautiful female officer said, turning to look at Cage and pointing to an office.

The beautiful female military officer knocked on the door.

A response then came from inside the office.

"Please come in."

The beautiful female military officer opened the door for Cage.

"Thank you," Cage said, and went into the office.

Inside the office, a blonde woman dressed in business attire sat behind her desk, seemingly working on documents. Hearing footsteps approaching, she quickly looked up.

Upon recognizing Major Cage, the secretary immediately stood up, stepped out from behind his desk, and extended his right hand in welcome.

"Hello, Major Cage, I am Catherine, General Brigham's secretary. Welcome to the Joint Defense Center headquarters."

Beautiful women always bring joy, and upon seeing yet another beautiful woman, Cage's previous dissatisfaction vanished.

General Brigham has good taste; he found such a beautiful secretary.

“Hello, Catherine, it’s a pleasure to be here at the Joint Defense Center headquarters to promote our work. When is General Brigham available?” Cage gently shook Catherine’s soft hand, smiled, and asked her.

"Please wait a moment, Major Cage, I will go and inquire with General Brigham right away."

Upon hearing Cage's question, Catherine's expression became slightly awkward, but she quickly returned to normal.

Catherine, still smiling, answered Cage's question.

However, Catherine was thinking to herself, "Doesn't Major Cage know that his purpose for this trip is to be a war correspondent? How could he be thinking of interviewing General Brigham?"

It seems that Major Cage was tricked into coming here, told that his mission was to interview General Brigham.

Knowing her own identity, Catherine naturally wouldn't reveal anything to Cage.

Catherine glanced at the beautiful sergeant and the private carrying the luggage beside her, and said, "Sergeant, your mission is complete. You can return to your post and be ready for action at any time. Private, just take Major Cage's luggage to the assigned room."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The private followed the beautiful sergeant, carrying his luggage as they left the office.

Seeing the two leave, Catherine also went to find General Brigham.

"Major Cage, please wait here for a moment, I'll be right back." With that, Catherine swayed her pert hips and walked out of the office, her high heels clicking crisply on the floor.

Cage looked at Catherine's sexy back and envied General Brigham, thinking, "When will I be able to have a beautiful secretary like her?"

Cage then found a chair, sat down, and waited for Catherine's message.

......

Thirty minutes later, Catherine returned to her office.

At this moment, Catherine looked at Cage with a slightly apologetic expression and said, "I'm sorry, Major Cage, General Brigham is not available at the moment and you will need to wait a while."

"It's alright, I can wait a while. General Brigham is busy with official duties, that's normal. I won't bother him for now."

Cage sat in the chair, legs crossed.

"I'll just sit here and wait. General Brigham, please remind me when you have time."

"No problem, Major Cage, please make yourself at home. I'll get you a glass of water."

Catherine bent down slightly in front of Cage, opened a cabinet next to her, and took out a paper cup. The action perfectly showcased Catherine's pert buttocks.

Cage was quite agitated by the scene, and deep down he felt he couldn't take it anymore.

Catherine took a cup of hot water and handed the paper cup to Cage.

Slightly awkward, Cage saw Catherine approaching and quickly switched to crossing his legs to cover a certain area.

"Thank you."

Cage took the paper cup and thanked Catherine.

“You’re welcome, Major Cage. Please feel free to give me any further instructions,” Catherine replied.

"Ah."

Cage lowered his head and took a sip of water, but his gaze remained fixed on Catherine.

Thirty minutes later, Catherine received a summons from General Brigham and left her office midway through the process.

When Catherine returned to her office, she looked at Cage with a smile and said, "Major Cage, General Brigham is now free. You may go see him. Please come with me."

“That’s wonderful, Catherine, you lead the way.”

Cage sprang up from his seat, straightened his clothes, and followed behind Catherine.

......

Following Catherine into the general's office, a portly middle-aged man appeared before Cage, whose face bore a striking resemblance to Trump.

“Catherine, you can go back now. I have something to discuss with Major Cage.” General Brigham looked at Catherine, gesturing for her to leave.

"Yes, General."

Catherine left the room, closing the door behind her.

General Brigham walked to the large screen behind his desk, which displayed a satellite-monitored map of France.

General Brigham didn't hesitate and beckoned Cage over.

"Major Cage, I'll now explain the operation plan to you."

Cage was a bit confused after listening. "Why are you telling me about the battle plan? I'm just here to do an interview. What's the point of telling him about the battle plan? He doesn't understand these things."

But Cage still walked up to the map and stared at it blankly.

"The entire joint defense force will advance directly from the French Mediterranean Sea and Navia to relieve the pressure on the eastern front, so that the Russian and Chinese forces can drive the enemy back. Then the entire army will assemble in the central region and wipe out the mimics all the way."

After General Brigham finished speaking, he paused, then continued, "This war will not be easy. Many excellent soldiers will die tomorrow, Major Cage."

"When the smoke clears and the body bags are returned, someone will need to take the blame. I might be the one to take the blame then, so I hope someone can speak up for me."

Hearing this made Cage's eyes light up. Wasn't General Brigham's meaning obvious?

It's just a matter of getting more positive things said about him in the reports, so that people can understand General Brigham's good intentions in commanding in this way, and so that he doesn't have to go to a military court.

General Brigham sat back in his chair and said to Cage, "Please sit down."

Sitting across from the general, Cage felt it was his time to shine. Leaning back in his chair, he began to speak vividly: "General, perhaps you could write a bestselling memoir, or even embark on a political career? To me, the first thing that comes to mind is someone with lofty ambitions, who started from scratch and rose through the ranks effortlessly—a natural leader. People love to hear about these kinds of things."

The general said seriously, "You've misunderstood, Major Cage. I'm not asking you to promote me, but to promote this counterattack."

Cage seemed indifferent; he didn't care what he was selling, he was fine with it all.

"Yes, I know."

"Good that you understand. The ship is ready. You'll depart in an hour. Your filming crew is already waiting for you. You'll then head to the beach where the first wave of attacks will take place."

Upon hearing that they were to film on the beach where the first wave of attacks would take place, Cage's expression changed. He looked at General Brigham in disbelief, thinking he had misheard.

He asked the general, "Excuse me, I'm asking, did I hear that right? The first wave of attack? On the beach? So the beach will be the front line?"

“That’s right. Satellite data shows that there are a very small number of enemies on the coastline, putting up some resistance. It should be very exciting for you to film it, exciting enough to tell your descendants.”

The satellites showed a small number of enemies because the mimics were hiding beneath the beach, making them invisible to satellite surveillance.

"I'm sorry, General. Thank you for your trust in me, but I chose this job precisely to avoid combat."

At this point, Cage suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly, "I was a reserve officer in college. After the war broke out, I lost my company, so I'm doing this kind of work now. I have my expertise, you do what you're supposed to do."

"So I really don't count as having served in the military."

After General Brigham heard what Cage said, his gaze changed, and his smile disappeared.

He looked at Cage with a hint of disdain, showing his disdain for the fact that he had risen to the rank of major.

It's laughable that such a coward could become a major.

"Yes, of course you are not, which is why I put you with hundreds of thousands of soldiers. There are only a few mimics on the beach, so you will be very safe."

“I am honored, General, but I cannot accept it. I faint at the sight of blood, and I cannot even bear a cut from paper.”

After saying that, Cage seemed to sense that the atmosphere was not right, and then laughed awkwardly a few times.

The general didn't laugh; instead, his expression became even more serious as he stared intently at Cage, his brows furrowed.

Cage sensed something was wrong. It seemed that nothing he said had any effect and could not change the general's decision. On the contrary, it made the general look down on him even more, and his attitude towards him was far worse than before.

"Well, since we're on the topic, I do know a few people I could recommend..."

"Major, this is not a discussion, it is an order."

“Orders? General, don’t forget I’m an American officer. You have no right to order me around.”

Seeing that General Brigham had no room for negotiation and was instead using his rank to pressure him, Cage felt a little disdainful. What could he do if he didn't go? He wasn't under Brigham's control.

Cage looked at the general with a smile, his expression somewhat amused, as if to say, "What can you do to me?"

But General Brigham's next words shattered Cage's last glimmer of hope.