Yun Zhenxiong personally supervised the army, enforced martial law at the headquarters, and even deployed the super radar "Qinglong Tower".
Taken individually, everything here might be a strategic-level operation in the Jiangnan War Zone, but now not only are they gathered together, but the object sent to them is just a string of codes, but this string of codes is not yet in the database.
No one dared to object.
Yun Zhenxiong's orders were carried out tacitly and unconditionally.
Information jumps in the network and is transmitted to unknown distances through the Qinglong Tower.
After doing all this, all the personnel in the command headquarters looked at Yun Zhenxiong again, waiting for the next step.
"Continuously monitor the target for 6 hours."
Upon hearing this order, the senior equipment operators looked at each other in shock.
This is the Qinglong Tower in full power, and it is actually required to lock on the target for 6 hours, and...
"I will be here with you during these six hours."
Yun Zhenxiong sat down casually, his eyes indifferent.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and they didn't dare to think too much.
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In the East China Sea, somewhere behind the empty sea surface is a giant starfish hiding in color.
Above the starfish's head, Lu Ze quietly opened his bracelet and converted the encrypted coordinates into light points on the three-dimensional map.
Looking at the coordinates cruising outside the territorial waters, Lu Ze's eyes were calm.
No one can see the sarcasm beneath the calm.
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East China Sea, somewhere 100 meters below the surface.
White ship.
The huge bridge room was filled with a sour smell of old vinegar.
A group of people stood side by side, their eyelids lowered, waiting quietly.
Huchihuchi~
The man called the boss poured half of the old vinegar from the porcelain pot into the bowl, mixed it with chopsticks, threw two garlic cloves into his mouth, and then began to concentrate on the next bowl of shaved noodles.
The dozen or so people around were as silent as the air, forming a strange yet harmonious scene with the owner who was eating with gusto.
belch!
The owner pushed the big porcelain bowl away, leaned back on the chair with satisfaction, and said without raising his head: "What's the result?"
"No contact has been made yet."
"A war king just plays, and it's time for the results to come out."
Everyone lowered their heads when they heard what their boss said and didn't dare to respond.
The host curled his lips and waved his hand casually, and immediately a warrior with profound aura stepped forward to clear the "temporary table" for him.
"What do you say over there?"
"We are now outside the territorial waters and are shielded by fog. We are temporarily unable to make contact with Mr. Lin."
The boss immediately became happy when he heard this, and waved to the big man who bowed to answer, "Wang Jian, come here."
Upon hearing this, Wang Jian immediately stood next to his boss and bowed his body even lower.
"In what year did you join our Lao Wang family worship troupe?"
"I've been here for 7 years." Even though Wang Jian is 1.9 meters tall and is a real 9-star genetic warrior, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of his boss who was a whole head shorter than him, and his tone was even more unexpected. of respect.
"It's been 7 years."
The owner sighed with a smile.
"yes……"
Snapped!
The boss, who was cheerful one second, slapped him in the next second.
Wang Jian was caught off guard and was pulled out more than two meters away. He fell to his knees due to a foul.
"You have been with me for seven years, but you still don't use your brain when talking." After doing all this, the boss put his hands on his sleeves and said with a smile, "Lin Qiguang is Lin Qiguang. Have I ever called Mr. Lin?"
"No." The left side of Wang Jian's face was swollen. It was hard to imagine that this could be caused by his boss who looked like a little old man.
At this time, he also realized that he had just said the wrong thing, and he did not dare to be dissatisfied at all. He knelt down and obeyed the order.
The owner grabbed a toothpick and picked his teeth leisurely while muttering to himself: "Lin Qiguang cherishes feathers very much, and he looks very different from those people. At most 30% of this matter is involved. I didn't see that he never contacted us actively from the beginning to the end. What?"
"That's a real tiger. We eat from the bowl and look at the pot at most. He eats everything."
"Things have been arranged to this point, but you don't even know who is really leading the matter. Do you think you deserve to be beaten?"
Wang Jian looked up with a face full of shame. His boss was still the same casual boss.
"Wang Jian is ashamed of his cultivation for his employer."
"Go back and follow your family to Eastern Siberia for some experience. That's our old Wang family's mine. There are few people, few things, and many giant beasts. You won't die easily with your stupid strength."
When Wang Jian heard the ecstasy, he felt that the slap was worth it.
Eastern Siberia is a region with weak control over grizzly bears. Its unique latitude and forested mountainous terrain make it easy for some rare behemoths to be born there.
Therefore, the Grizzly Bear Country opened up Eastern Siberia 20 years ago and allowed external forces to invest, which can create a lot of revenue for the country.
The Silver King Family has three bases at the foot of the Verkhyansk Mountains in Eastern Siberia, the northwest section of the Altai Mountains, and the polar tundra zone.
Those bases are all in the rare monster area, and the monsters inside can dig out blood crystals from their heads after death.
Blood crystal, a cultivation treasure that is extremely pure, would have to be fought over by warriors from all major forces in the country.
If you are near the water, you should first get the moon. Where can you still worry about the resources for cultivation?
That's why Wang Jian was so grateful to his employer and didn't care at all about the slap he received earlier.
The boss ignored Wang Jian's gratitude. He looked at the envious looks of others with a half-smile, "You all want to go to Siberia?"
Everyone lowered their heads in embarrassment and made their attitude clear without speaking.
The boss called the names one by one and sighed with emotion: "Have you cultivated your brains because of cultivation? If I had known this, I would have sent you guys to the second boss's house to learn how to use your brains."
"It's done, but the resources here in the East China Sea are not enough for you? This is the cornerstone of the family's century-old hegemony, a turning point in marching from the inland to the ocean!"
"They can't even understand such a simple truth, they are a bunch of idiots."
The boss didn't call him a waste.
After all, the worst people present are the 8-star generals.
Operation East China Sea is a strategic-level mission for the family, and the personnel are extremely elite. The only flaw is that they are not very intelligent.
"It's enough to have a boss to take us."
"Hehe, that's what the boss said."
After hearing what these hob meat guys said, the boss shook his head.
In the family's martial arts training field, he would have kicked everyone away.
"Okay, if I am willing to teach you, go up and send a message to the insiders on Hongshan Island. They must have a way to establish communication with Baodao."
Seeing that the boss let everyone go and stopped lecturing them, everyone suddenly became full of energy.
The white ship began to slowly rise.
During the process of surfacing, the owner muttered to himself, "If you have not cultivated it since childhood, you will never be mature enough. When the base in the East China Sea is established, everyone who should get out should get out."
Ding.
boom!
There was a thud.
The white ship's tendency to float stopped. Thanks to the military-grade defensive force field and super heavy weight, it did not shake.
"how did you make it!"
The owner yelled dissatisfied.
