"Huh? So the target isn’t us?"
"Did I hear that right? It turns out Dubai’s missile hit its own warship. Are they out of their minds?"
"Why would they do that?"
Everyone was a bit confused, but Jing Shu seed to have a thoughtful look on her face.
Yang Yang pondered for a mont: "What is certain is that the other side did not make a mistake, but did it on purpose. If I am not mistaken, this might be the Crown Prince battle over there. Among those following our trail, there must be a Prince or Second Prince."
Jing Shu raised her hand to add: "It should be the Second Prince following us, and the one who fired the missile should be the Prince, because you said yesterday that the Prince has partial control over his father’s military power, whereas the Second Prince does not.
Therefore, the result is quite obvious. The Prince wants to create chaos, to have his brother perish in this turmoil, and then shift the bla onto us. To achieve this, he does not hesitate to sacrifice all the warships."
Yang Yang nodded, a charming arc appearing at the corner of his mouth: "However, the Prince may not have expected us to use Old Yi’s missile interception system. Who would have thought, even the heavens are on our side this ti."
The others imdiately asked: "Strategist, what do you have in mind?"
"What should we do now?"
Yang Yang imdiately issued the command: "Of course, use Old Yi’s missile system to intercept all the missiles and rescue the Second Prince from danger."
"Why? Are we actually going to save the Second Prince?"
"Save the enemy? But the Second Prince also ca to kill us."
Yang Yang shook his head and explained:
"We should slow down, allow the people behind to catch up, and collect this large sum of wealth. This way, Old Yi also has an excuse to quibble over it, resulting in a win-win situation,
no, the most important thing is to spare the Second Prince’s life, send him back, and let him compete against the Prince. This way, they won’t have ti to deal with us, and we can make a getaway with the loot."
Everyone’s eyes lit up.
They didn’t understand it before, but now they all do.
Jing Shu chuckled: "You never disappoint, Yang Yang."
Yang Yang modestly replied: "Just doing my part."
Collecting the wealth, over a hundred warships, is quite a fortune. Jing Shu and the others had to almost fully mobilize since the warships cannot be approached closely. Otherwise, the ard forces being too strong, they’d definitely be defeated, leaving no choice but to send in the Power Users.
"Rember, after intercepting the missiles, each team is responsible for five warships!"
"Let’s go!"
...
On the sea surface, the unsuspecting Second Prince was smoking a cigar, enjoying desserts, sitting with legs crossed, ordering servants to find him new lion-bull breeds. He sneered, thinking all these Huaxia items would be his.
However, the next second, the sound of explosions arrived, and the entire warship started to shake.
"What’s happening?"
"It’s missiles! We’ve been locked onto by missiles!"
The Second Prince imdiately dashed to the window, only to see the sky ablaze, familiar missiles hitting the sea surface and exploding with a bang.
"These are targeting cruise missiles, confirming our location. Next ti, there’ll be more of them!"
"Damn, damn, this must be my good brother’s doing, right? How dare he use missiles to kill ?"
"Quick, call mother! No, hurry up and call father, let him stop this!"
"Second Prince, I’m afraid it’s too late, the missiles were launched ten minutes ago!"
Boom, boom, boom!
The next second, an even more powerful explosion roared from the sky, his head ringing with the noise.
"Second Prince, the Prince’s missiles have been intercepted! We don’t know how, but it seems we’ve been saved!"
The Second Prince looked out and saw countless shells about to fall, but many were intercepted from another direction. The shells collided mid-air, exploding, successfully being intercepted.
As a Royal Family mber, the Second Prince had learned a lot of military knowledge, and a glance was enough for him to realize. He exclaid: "Old Yi’s ’Interceptor’ missile defense system, how could it help us intercept? And its predecessor is the East Wind Version model, rumored to have been found in the desert, the manual even in Huaxia language—"
The nearby servant exclaid in surprise: "This affair involves the Huaxia people? Did the Huaxia people do this?"
For a mont, the sea was filled with the sound of missile bombardnt, one side desperately attacking, the other desperately defending, with a successful interception rate of about 80%, which was already very impressive.
Of course, this success rate is still relatively low internationally, as the United States’s interception rate is about 90-95%, while Huaxia’s Patriotic interception rate is 100%.
Boom, boom, boom! Several unfortunate warships were hit and roughly sank.
The Second Prince let out a slow breath. No matter how it happened, he barely escaped with his life, though he hadn’t caught his breath yet, he saw the door next to the window open, the woman who ate his lion-bull yesterday coming in!
"What, what do you intend to do?!"
The butler beside the Second Prince imdiately pulled out a gun, but before he could react, he was subdued.
Jing Shu dusted off the debris from herself, kicked away a few entangled rotten corpse insects at her feet, and gestured for Tan Ke and others to control the warship, nodding approvingly.
The warship the Second Prince was on was not only a vessel but also the flagship among them, with higher specifications, presumably contributing to a higher Contribution.
"What do you an, isn’t it obvious? Co on, I’ll escort you ho!"
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