America: Starting with Daily Intelligence Chapter 756: 333 I Don't Have a Smaller Warship Than This2

Chapter 756: Chapter 333 I Don’t Have a Smaller Warship Than This_2

“Crumble it for !!”

The Beggar Gang Disciples imdiately activated the control system, the spy balloon changed its drifting direction and headed straight toward the target, colliding with it from afar.

The enemy also seed to have sensed malice and turned to flee, but perhaps due to equipnt issues, their movent speed was too slow to evade in ti.

The two collided in the sky, and the detonator of the clay explosives attached to the bottom of the spy balloon instantly exploded, resulting in the transmitted video feed going dark in a flash.

Through the telescope, one could see a fla in the sky where the enemy’s spy balloon had been successfully shattered by the clay explosives, fine fragnts falling from the sky and then carried by the wind into the sea.

Seeing that this thod was indeed effective, Allen Zhang nodded in satisfaction.

This was also considered the most cost-effective way to counter enemy spy balloons, otherwise, air-to-air missiles would be needed to destroy these things, costing at least a few million US Dollars.

In the following ti, the Beggar Gang Disciples repeated the sa technique, detonating the spy balloons one by one; the cara feeds on the computer screens went dark one after another, explosions occurred in the sky from ti to ti, resembling fireworks, with little black dots accompanied by flashes disappearing one by one, falling down, until only the General Sect Leader’s spy balloons remained in the sky.

“How long can these spy balloons stay airborne at most?” Allen Zhang asked Boketu for relevant intelligence.

“Boss, although these spy balloons are disposable, they are made of nylon fabric. Without control, they can fly as far as half the globe. If they stay stationary for a long duration, they can last up to four months,” Boketu replied.

He asked again, “Do we need to activate the self-destruction program?”

“There’s no need, let them stay up there. They can also monitor the surrounding mariti area and transmit information back in real-ti,” Allen Zhang imdiately entrusted the task of operating the spy balloons to the Beggar Gang Disciples.

Though private satellites could perform the sa task, since the spy balloons were already purchased and with so left over after dealing with the enemy’s balloons, keeping them would allow for surveillance of the nearby waters, capturing any vessels passing by Jehovah Island, better to be safe than sorry.

Taking out the walkie-talkie, he called Spike to inquire if they were ready to set sail.

Spike, standing on the Coastal Combat Ship, imdiately replied, “Boss, we are ready to set sail at any mont.”

“Place the Black Hawk Helicopter on the platform too; we’re heading out to take down so of the enemy’s supply ships,” Allen Zhang instructed.

Those pesky flies buzzing around the island needed to be taught a lesson, or they might really think that the General Sect Leader was easy to ss with.

He turned and sat in the pickup truck, instructing the Beggar Gang Disciples to drive towards the Southern Port.

Soon after reaching the Southern Port, he saw the pilot had already parked the Black Hawk Helicopter on the Coastal Combat Ship’s platform. Allen Zhang led his n on small boats to approach the battleship and boarded it.

“Boss, Captain Spike and all mbers report to you and await your command!” Spike ran over and saluted.

“There’s no need for such formality, our operation won’t go too far from the island’s waters, and we need quick and decisive action. Are the battleship’s weaponry and all other systems in good condition?” Allen Zhang said.

“Reporting to the boss, the shipborne weapon systems, communication equipnt, navigation systems, and power systems are all in working condition,” Captain Spike formally answered.

“Set sail, let’s move out,” Allen Zhang gave the order. He also instructed the rcenaries and the Beggar Gang Disciples who stayed on the island to continue with their respective duties.

Captain Spike imdiately gave the order, and the dozens of people on board the battleship sprang into action, starting up the cockpit engine, which humd vibrantly as it turned and left the harbor area.

“Boss, are we going on a drill or an actual combat mission this ti? Who is the target enemy?” Spike asked, returning with the Sergeant.

“It’s so illegal organizations internationally; they’ve been harassing the security of my island. Just now, with the team, I took down one of their civilian submarines and the spy balloons above.”

Allen Zhang took out his phone and shared the coordinates with them, “This is the rough location of their supply ships at sea, and the place where hackers and gunn control the spy balloons; there are several dozen people in total, but they are not together, with spread-out positions.”

Spike was surprised, “Yesterday during patrol, the radar displayed so vessels nearby, but we encountered the pirate ship’s speedboats and chased them off, with no ti for the others; we thought they were just so passing rchant ships. Unexpectedly, they had ill intentions.”

“We indeed did not notice the submarine, as it seems they deployed it close by only last night; we haven’t patrolled today.”

This is the problem with having too few available warships; we can’t militarily deploy them for regular patrols.

If we had shifts for patrol ti, the enemy certainly wouldn’t have any gaps to exploit.

But if we really had that many battleships, who would the General Sect Leader be guarding against? Is he really treating his island like a private country?

Resolving this issue is also simple.