Land of Mercenaries.
Coastal port, aircraft carrier base.
At three o 'clock in the evening, ten fighter jets were ready to take off.
The commander had been preparing for tonight's night attack for two days. This was the first air attack since the aircraft carrier had landed.
At the command center, an intelligence officer walked over and saluted. "Commander, the three experts who went out to find the assassins haven't replied in the past two days."
The commander frowned. "Those three are the ones who defeated the foreign guests' assassins?"
"Yes, the higher-ups want all operations to revolve around them, but for some reason, they've disappeared. There's been no sign of them in the past two days. What I mean is, why don't we reconsider tonight's operation?"
"Reconsider what?" The commander glared at his subordinate and snorted. "Am I the commander or are the three of them? The entire aircraft carrier, navy, and air force are under my command. Do I need to listen to the three of them? Besides, aren't we no longer able to contact them? Then ignore them. This war can't stop just because the three of them are gone. Are you going to pay for this trip? If we don't beat them until they surrender and give us compensation, we won't return home! "
"But." The intelligence officer was still a little hesitant. "The foreign guests' individual combat ability is too strong. Just like that night, if not for the three experts, the three assassins would have killed more soldiers. They seem to have some kind of bulletproof device that can ignore bullets, and they're very fast and precise. They kill people in the blink of an eye. We have to take them seriously, Commander. These people rely on their individual strength and love to capture generals in one move."
The commander sneered. He had little contact with the foreign guests. To be precise, the Merika's battle record with the foreign guests was still zero, so he had no idea how strong the foreign guests were. Besides, could they be stronger than artillery shells? Even if they had bulletproof underwear or devices, could they stop rocket launchers?
"I'm staying at the command center of this aircraft carrier. There are tens of thousands of navy, army, and air forces everywhere. Where did they come from? There are aircraft carrier detectors on the water, so there's no need to be afraid of torpedoes. There are my fighter jets in the air, and there are ten thousand troops on land. As long as they're willing to come out, we can blow them up! You want to go against me? Only a bunch of people like you would be afraid of these foreign guests. No matter how strong one person is, can't they be killed with one missile? If not, then let's do it twice! "
After saying that, the commander walked out of the command cabin and out of the corridor. Then, he went to the huge plywood square of the aircraft carrier. There were already ten fighter jets on standby, all equipped with small air attack missiles.
The pilot was also ready and was doing the last pre-flight check before waiting for the final announcement of the mission.
After the commander walked out of the deck, he met with a subordinate officer who only knew how to fly and said, "Tonight's mission will continue. Give me a report on the flight time, location, and return. After the airstrike ends, inform the army, navy, and air forces to prepare for defense. We must guard against the Land of Mercenaries' counterattack, just in case."
“yesir！”
In the distance, the commander had already entered the lens of the Chekov telescope.
Behind him, Caesar took out his laptop and checked the information he had sent over. He said, "One of the top ten commanders of the Merika. He can be considered one of the top ten military forces of the United States. Good lord, these ten generals haven't personally supervised the war for a long time. This time, the United States has really put in a lot of effort."
Chekov teased, "Aren't you an American?"
Caesar chuckled. "Back when they chopped off my hands and the government did nothing, I was already disappointed in that country."
Chekov looked at the distance and smacked his lips. "This place is too far. Otherwise, I could have killed him with one shot."
"Nonsense, do you think they won't learn from your experience and study you? After suffering so many times, even fools have learned their lesson. Almost no one will be able to sneak in within a five-kilometer radius of the aircraft carrier, "Caesar said.
Before he could finish, Chekov had already pushed Caesar down and dived into the woods.
Above their heads, a military helicopter flew past, its high-beam lights shining on the forest, but it did not find them hiding in the depths.
If they had been discovered, the machine guns on the helicopter would probably have given them a welcome gift.
Caesar exhaled. "That was close."
"No need to be afraid. They haven't discovered us yet, but I've discovered them. Let's go." Chekov turned and dived out of the woods, ready to go down the mountain. "Tell HQ that they're about to start. Get ready and see if we can shoot them down."
Caesar: "Are you kidding? This is a fighter jet, not a tortoise speed aircraft like a military helicopter. With the speed of a fighter jet, it's almost impossible to shoot it down unless you use a smart lock-on missile to track and bomb it. You can't even catch its speed with your naked eye, how can you aim it? "
Chekov: "Who said we were going to use missiles on the ground? Do you think we didn't purchase fighter jets from Hua this time? I heard that the rookies in Kutch have been training for the past few days. They can come in handy tonight. "
Caesar was speechless. "We still have money to buy fighter jets? Then I've been asking the finance department for advance money for the intelligence team for the past few months, and they've been holding me back? "
"Can they not hold you back?" Chekov glared at him. "Your intelligence team has spent the most money in the past two years. You spent one billion US dollars to buy a supercalculator to store information. Then, you spent more than one hundred million US dollars to buy satellites. Then, you collected intelligence from all over the world to build a database. Most of the intelligence was bought. In total, you spent five hundred million US dollars. Now, you want to pay two billion US dollars in advance to buy an assassin organization? Do you think the other departments don't have any objections? "
Caesar scratched his head awkwardly. "But it's really necessary to buy an assassin organization. I'm interested in their intelligence network. The assassins under their name come from all over the world. This will help them become our walking eyes, and during special times, we can even let them carry out assassination missions."
Chekov: "I don't understand this. Ask the boss of your intelligence team, Li Wei, to talk to the commander. I'll be direct. We are the ones who hold up the money for your intelligence team, and we are the ones who do the work. The information you provide is simply too little."
Caesar smiled bitterly. "Give us some time. After we build a huge intelligence network, I'll give you an intelligence organization comparable to MI6 and the CIA. At that time, everything will be at your service. You can do whatever you want wherever you go as if it's your own home."
"Come on. Anyway, the others have a lot of opinions about your intelligence department. If you want money, ask the commander for it yourself." Chekov started the car and left.
Caesar muttered, "It's not easy for us either. We only have one satellite that can provide you with so much information. Look at MI6 and the CIA. They have more than 20 intelligence satellites that are ready to be used at any time. They have been scattered to almost every corner of the world."
(Chapter 5 is here. Continue tomorrow.)
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