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At 20:35 local time in the Maldives, a Gulfstream G550 carrying [-] passengers took off from Male International Airport and flew directly to Xiangjiang International Airport.

On the plane, Song Mingyuan took a complicated look at Tang Long who was sitting opposite and whispering to Song Qingwan.

Unlike Xiao Yayun who was kept in the dark and did not see the explosion of the destroyer John Paul, he clearly knew how big this incident was.

In one of the world's leading military powers, if an active warship is bombed and sunk, what a sensation it will cause.

If the U.S. military knows that all this is related to Tang Long, what measures will the other party take to retaliate, and what actions will they take?
Song Mingyuan didn't dare to think about all of this.

However, the instigator of all this, Tang Long, was talking and laughing with Song Qingwan as if nothing had happened.

Song Mingyuan didn't know whether to say that Tang Long had a good nerve, or that Tang Long had a well-thought-out plan.

He has dealt with many foreign energy companies before, has been to the war-torn Iraq and Syria, and has contacted many international mercenary organizations, so he has a general understanding of the strength of ordinary mercenary organizations.

If the group of mercenaries Tang Long recruited killed the "kidnappers" with mysterious identities, it would be normal to rescue them.

It is unbelievable that this group of mercenaries shot down US helicopters and sank US warships.

Usually, apart from other warships equipped with anti-ship missiles, there are only large bombers and submarines that can kill a US warship with a displacement of several thousand tons so cleanly on the sea.

However, during the battle half an hour ago, Song Mingyuan saw neither other warships nor planes.

The only possibility is that there is a nuclear submarine hidden underwater in the nearby waters, and it fired more than a dozen torpedoes at the destroyer John Paul.

Only nuclear submarines can quietly approach the Type I "Arleigh Burke" class guided missile destroyer that lacks anti-submarine capabilities.

However, would a mercenary organization desperate for money be willing to spend hundreds of millions, or even billions of dollars, to buy some nuclear submarine?
The answer is of course no.

If there are billions of dollars, these people will enjoy the money directly, and they will be mercenaries.

Song Mingyuan suddenly remembered the new drone that was put away by two mercenaries. He had never heard of this drone that looked like a seagull and had super attack capabilities.

Perhaps this group of mercenaries did not use nuclear submarines, but used some new type of weapon to sink the US warship.

Reminiscent of the functions of Longteng's mobile phone that transcended the times, Song Mingyuan suddenly felt a little enlightenment, and looked at Tang Long thoughtfully.

Perhaps his future son-in-law is not as simple as it appears on the surface at all. He is just from an ordinary working family. There must be some secret hidden behind Tang Long.

Noticing Song Mingyuan's gaze, Tang Long turned his head and asked with a smile, "Uncle Song, did we disturb you by talking?"

"No, I was just thinking about something." Song Mingyuan shook his head and replied casually.

"There are still more than five hours to arrive in Xiangjiang, why don't you and your aunt go to the back to have a rest?" Tang Long pointed to the sofa behind the cabin.

"Don't worry about us, you talk about yours." Song Mingyuan smiled.

"Okay." Tang Long nodded, and suddenly felt a cold touch on his cheek.

Turning her head, she saw a pair of bright beautiful eyes staring at him with a smile, and Song Qingwan playfully shook the iced orange juice in her hand.

"Are you thirsty?" Song Qingwan asked softly as she gently passed the iced orange juice in Tang Long's hand.

Tang Long moved his lips to the edge of the glass, biting the straw and sucking slowly.

A cold and sweet taste flowed down the throat and went straight to the heart, it was so refreshing.

While drinking orange juice, he watched the news on the virtual screen of his mobile phone.

After quickly browsing the homepages of major news websites at home and abroad, unexpectedly, there was no news about the sinking of the USS John Paul.

An active warship, together with hundreds of US soldiers, disappeared into this world without a sound.

This is so outrageous, isn't it true that the US Navy intends to hide from the sky and pretend that nothing happened?
Tang Long thought about it again, it is normal for the American side to conceal the news.

Now is a time of peace, and the people of the United States cannot accept the fact that the destroyer John Paul sank in the waters of the Maldives, and the United States has not yet found the culprit.

Although the CIA would suspect that the forces behind Tang Long did it, they couldn't find any evidence.

Because all the robot soldiers, as well as those speedboats and yachts, do not belong to this world, and now they have returned to the dimension space.

Of course, the Americans will not suffer from being dumb, and they will definitely take action. This is why Tang Long is eager to charter a flight back to Xiangjiang.

On the territory of Huaguo, the Americans did not have the strength and courage to openly use force to make troubles.

……

11:15 a.m. US time, White House, 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, DC.

At this moment, Hespel was standing in front of the desk of the owner of the white house with a face full of embarrassment, but his previous aggressive appearance was gone.

If it was normal, she would definitely not be so humble in front of the owner of the white house, because the CIA is independent of the intelligence system, and even Congress has no right to ask about its specific details.

From this point of view, her life is much more comfortable than the owner of the white house who has to be impeached by Congress at every turn.

Standing next to Hespel is a gloating Christopher. Compared with the 63-year-old haggard old woman, this 53-year-old middle-aged man looks much more energetic.

Due to historical reasons, the previous owners of the White House in the United States preferred the CIA that was established later, but this government is different.

The FBI is more valued by the owner of the white house. The big man once said on Twitter that the current FBI director Christopher is an impeccable person

At this time, his opinion was also verified. The owner of the White House was so angry that he wanted to throw his leather shoes on Hespel's old face.

"Ahem, before the meeting starts, let's listen to a recording." Christopher coughed lightly, raised a finger to signal the two to look here, and then raised his eyebrows at his old enemy Hespel, He put an Apple mobile phone on the president's desk with a blank expression.

What is playing on the phone is a short clip that has been edited and merged.

"Sea Eagle called the headquarters and found target No. 1, please instruct!"

"Stand by, monitor the target closely, and don't shoot casually."

"Roger that!"

……

A few minutes later, there was a loud noise from the phone.

Along with the loud noise, the signal also became very poor. There were squeaking noises and sirens, and only a few people's conversations could be heard intermittently.

"what happen?!"

"...Captain,...a violent explosion occurred, we were hit by...!"

"That's impossible! Nothing on the radar."

boom!boom! ...

There were several explosions in succession, and bursts of screams sounded:
"God! We're done!"

"..."

Squeak——!