"Nuclear bomb threat?"
Daxia's foreign minister's face instantly darkened.
Mills was smiling all over his face, as if the threat of nuclear weapons was dissatisfying to Daxia, and he thought he had completely taken control of Daxia.
But the Minister of Foreign Affairs of Daxia smiled faintly.
"If you want to threaten nuclear weapons, then threaten it."
After that, he turned around and waved.
"Everyone, go home!"
Watching the ship full of Daxia Divine Pattern Masters leaving the coastline, Mills' veins popped up on his forehead, his temples kept beating, and two turbid heat waves shot out from his nostrils.
"Do you really think we don't dare?"
"Since you don't want us to leave, why should we show mercy to you?"
The Prime Minister approached cautiously.
Mills roared suddenly: "Idiot! What are you waiting for! Use the No. 13 nuclear bomb of the northern base to bomb the northern grasslands of Daxia!"
The Prime Minister of the Free State was shocked: "Mr. President, are you serious?"
"Hahaha, they think we don't dare." Mills grinned through gritted teeth, sparks flashing in his eyes: "If we can't leave here, what's the difference between waiting to die? Since we're waiting to die, why don't we do it at all? If you keep doing it and blowing up their Daxia, it can be regarded as a back-up in advance!"
"Calm down Mr. President!"
"Huh, do you think I'm impulsive?" Mills smiled darkly.
"Why bomb the northern grasslands of Daxia?"
"There is no one there." The Prime Minister of the Free State suddenly realized: "Ah! I understand! This is to show muscles and determination, not to drag Daxia to die together!"
"Idiot, do you understand now?" Mills calmed down and said confidently: "Compared to going to the stars, this rotten planet is not worth letting me die here."
"Okay! I'll give the order right now!"
The Prime Minister of the Free State quickly issued the order.
But after a few minutes, he was stunned and froze on the spot, with cold sweat breaking out all over his body.
In front of them, a group of staff members who came from nuclear weapons launch bases across the country were all in a state of embarrassment, their heads bowed and their faces full of fear.
"Tell me again, what happened to you?"
The Prime Minister of the Free State's voice trembled.
All the staff trembled.
"Mr. Prime Minister, our base has been invaded and the silo has been destroyed."
"Mr. Prime Minister, our base No. 3 is also the same. It suffered an unknown invasion. Not only was the launch silo destroyed, but most of the nuclear warheads had their activating devices removed, so the base was unable to launch a nuclear bomb..."
After hearing this, the Prime Minister of the Free State turned around and looked at Mills tremblingly.
"Mr. President... it appears that all of our nuclear silos across the country... have been sabotaged."
Mills was instantly like a candle in the wind, frozen in the strong wind on the beach with his whole body cold.
...
Free State's northern base, nuclear weapons silo.
The monstrous sea of fire burned.
The silo that originally stood was now in ruins.
All the nuclear bombs stored in the base were fatally struck.
In front of the sea of fire, one after another sturdy figures walked out, with arrogant and domineering smiles on their lips, and everyone's breath was like a dragon.
"This thing is really easy to destroy."
Ryan, who had red hair, threw away the nuclear launcher that had been clenched into a ball in his hand.
The piece of iron fell to the ground and rolled towards the sea of fire in front of him.
Ryan smiled crookedly: "It's so happy."
Sounds also came out one after another from Ryan's latest special-made Daxia radio headset.
"Qin Feng: Base No. 3 has been destroyed!"
"Qin Zhen: I've got it done too!"
"The rest of the members said: "Done! "
Holding the headset, Ryan couldn't help but sigh: "Qin Jue is really a genius. In the name of taking the divine pattern master home, he asked us to follow the Minister of Foreign Affairs to the Free Country, sneak into major nuclear weapons launch bases, and take advantage of the Free Country's vigilance Lower and destroy all nuclear weapons silos, genius, genius indeed."
"Qin Zhen: Haha, brother Jue is too deep in his heart. I guess he was plotting against the Free State before he planned to take the three-phase bomb to the space station."
"Qin Feng: It's time to go home. It is estimated that the army of the Free State will arrive soon. It will be difficult to leave by then."
Ryan curled his lips and waved the sword in his hand: "Come a hundred, I will kill a hundred, come a thousand, I will kill a thousand!"
"Fang Xiu: Ryan, you are very strong, but don't show off now. When Brother Jue comes back, you can kill as many as you want."
"Zhao Qinglong: Yes, after the Chief of General Staff comes back, we will have a backer. Now our group's combat effectiveness is not enough to compete with the Free State's army."
Listening to the continuous dissuasion in the headset, Ryan curled his lips, looked at the sea of fire in front of him, and could only reluctantly leave.
"Okay, okay, I'll go."
Killing several soldiers who were blocking him, Ryan moved his legs and ran towards the coastline on the left side of the Rocky Mountains like a scarlet stream of light.
Half an hour later, Ryan arrived.
Qin Feng, Qin Zhen, Fang Xiu, Zhao Qinglong, and the powerful Zhuri members have all gathered here.
The coastline here is backed by mountains, with no one around, and looks like a virgin forest.
On the sea level not far away, the silhouette of the Daxia fleet slowly appeared.
On the deck of the leading battleship, the elderly Minister of Foreign Affairs of Daxia was waving high.
Qin Feng grinned: "Yes, the mission was successfully completed!"
"Haha, brother Jue will praise us when he comes back."
"I'm even more looking forward to Brother Jue giving me a stronger divine pattern. I've been stuck as a level three divine pattern master for a long time and am in urgent need of a fourth level divine pattern."
"I, Ryan, have it. How about I engrave one for you?"
"Forget it, I'll wait until Brother Jue comes back."
"Hahaha, Qin Zhen, you old bastard, you only believe in Qin Jue, but you don't believe in me, Ryan."
"Mad Dog Ryan, I can't believe it, haha."
All Zhuri members smiled happily, boarded the fleet deck, and left calmly.
Half an hour later, the Free State troops tracked here.
Looking at the remaining traces of the fleet on the coastline, the leading Prime Minister of the Free State was filled with grief and anger, with nowhere to vent. His eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.
"Someone come quickly! The Prime Minister has fainted!"
The coastline is a mess.
At this time, the Daxia fleet has entered the high seas.
On the deck, Ryan leaned against the guardrail, his eyes a little worried.
"I know you are worried about the Chief of General Staff." The Foreign Minister lit a cigarette, handed it to Ryan, and said with a smile: "But there is no way, no one can dissuade the Chief of General Staff from his actions, including the three great masters, Dragon King, Mr. Wang, and even the first person, can’t dissuade him.”
"He's such a stubborn guy," Lane said.
"Haha." The Foreign Minister laughed heartily, looking at the blue sea level, lost in thought, and after a long time he said softly: "Without the Chief of General Staff who was stubborn enough to turn the tide, how would Daxia, which now has hundreds of thousands of divine pattern masters, be able to do so? ah......."
