Chapter 134: The First Strike

White House – War Room

The air was thick with anticipation. Chris stood at the head of the table, surrounded by his top military and intelligence officials. The global chessboard was shifting fast, and he was about to make his next move.

The Director of National Intelligence cleared his throat. "Sir, Russia is already making counter-moves. They've initiated military drills near the Ukraine border and started economic talks with Iran."

Chris smirked. "They're scrambling. Good."

The Secretary of Defense frowned. "But they won't stop there. Putin—sorry, I mean Petrov—doesn't react. He retaliates."

Chris tapped his fingers against the table. "Then let's make sure his retaliation costs him."

Ethan leaned in. "What's the play?"

Chris glanced at the Cyber Warfare Director. "Are we ready?"

The director nodded. "Yes, sir. Operation Phantom Strike is standing by."

Chris's smirk deepened. "Then execute it."

The room fell into silence. This was it. The first strike.

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Moscow, Russia – Kremlin Headquarters

2:00 AM.

The Kremlin's power grid flickered.

Then—total blackout.

A cyberattack, precise and devastating, swept through Russia's banking systems, military communications, and energy sectors.

For ten full minutes, chaos reigned. The Russian stock market crashed, emergency protocols failed, and encrypted government files were breached.

When power was restored, President Viktor Petrov stood in the darkness of his office, his face pale with rage.

His Defense Minister rushed in. "Sir—we've been hit. A cyber-assault. Our financial systems took major damage, and…" He hesitated. "Several missile defense servers were compromised."

Petrov's fist slammed against the desk. "Blackwood."

A moment later, his intelligence chief handed him a tablet. On the screen was a single message—untraceable, but unmistakable.

> Checkmate.

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White House – Oval Office

Ethan grinned as he read the latest intelligence updates. "Russia's in shambles. Their markets won't recover for weeks, and their military servers took a beating."

Chris sipped his coffee, completely unfazed. "Told you. They're predictable."

The National Security Advisor adjusted his tie nervously. "Sir, won't this escalate tensions?"

Chris raised an eyebrow. "Tensions were already high. Now they just know what happens when they try to challenge me."

Ethan chuckled. "You think Petrov will respond?"

Chris set his coffee down. His eyes were cold. Calculating.

"Oh, he'll respond. But by then, it'll be too late."

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Global News Headlines

🚨 Breaking News: Cyberattack Cripples Russian Infrastructure – Is the U.S. Involved?

🚨 Moscow Accuses 'Foreign Powers' of Economic Sabotage – Will Russia Retaliate?

🚨 Christopher Blackwood's White House – The Most Powerful Administration in Modern History?

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Meanwhile, in a Hidden Bunker in Moscow…

Petrov stood before his top generals.

"If Blackwood wants a war of influence…" he growled, eyes dark with fury.

"Then let's give him a real war."

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And just like that—the world teetered on the edge of the next great conflict.