I built an armada.

Even at this critical moment, he did not forget to show his tough side, showing no fear of death.

In fact, he was also gambling, gambling that the Longxia tribe would not use nuclear weapons, gambling that he was incredibly lucky, and that the Longxia people were just scaring him.

If we really wanted to use nuclear weapons, we probably would have used them long ago. Why would we use them now when we have the advantage on the front lines?
The kidnapping of the USS Enterprise was merely an attempt to extract more benefits from them and force them to make concessions in certain areas.

He also believes that once his tough-guy image is spread, his popularity among the Chinese people will rise to a whole new level.

Seeing that the Great Chief was determined to stay in the Black Palace like a stubborn turtle eating a weight, the special agents were helpless and could only look to their staff, hoping that the staff could help persuade the Great Chief.

He had no idea what the Great Chief was really thinking; his duty was simply to protect the Great Chief's safety.

If his advisors still couldn't persuade him, he was prepared to use force to lift the chieftain up and drag him into the safe house beneath the Black Palace.

At the very least, before it was determined whether the Longxia tribe had launched an intercontinental ballistic missile or a medium- or short-range ballistic missile, he could ensure the safety of the Great Chieftain!
The aide nodded slightly to the service officer, then stepped forward and advised, "Great Chief, both sides have issued threats, and we can say that we have reached the most dangerous moment. This time, the Dragon Summer Tribe's counterattack could very well be terrifying."

“We have specifically marked hundreds of their cities in direct confrontation, intending to completely destroy them with nuclear weapons. The Longxia tribe will definitely retaliate; they will absolutely not tolerate this.”

At this point, he leaned closer to the chieftain and said, "Chieftain, we can't gamble. The Dragonxia Tribe is very likely to launch a preemptive strike against us!"

"Therefore, we must be on guard. Great Chief, we should move quickly. We can't miss the best time to move, otherwise we will have no chance."

"As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. We'll come out again once the crisis is over."

The chieftain had initially believed that the Longxia tribe had only launched a medium-range ballistic missile, but after hearing his advisor's words, the muscles in his temples twitched violently.

Logically speaking, the probability of this is quite high. After all, they are now at loggerheads, and nobody knows what kind of crazy retaliation the Longxia tribe will launch, escalating the situation further.

The thought was terrifying. The chieftain couldn't help but waver. But if he got up and moved now, wouldn't he be embarrassed? Wouldn't the fearless tough guy image he had just created collapse instantly? That would be incredibly awkward.

This is so frustrating! Is it a short-to-medium range or an intercontinental one? The Dragon Summer Tribe is so unpredictable, it's hard for me to guess!
Seemingly sensing the chieftain's hesitation, the aide quickly added fuel to the fire: "Chieftain, the situation has developed to this point. What effect do you think launching another medium-range ballistic missile from the Dragonxia tribe would have?"

"The one launched earlier has already hit the USS Enterprise. According to the information we have so far, Willis has probably reached some kind of tacit understanding and agreement with the Longxia Navy's front-line fleet. If they don't move, then the Longxia Navy won't take action."

"But if they wanted to attack one of our military bases, they would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?"

The chief forced himself to calm down and think it over carefully, concluding that the probability of an intercontinental ballistic missile was increasing.

Otherwise, why would the Dragonxia tribe launch a medium-range ballistic missile to attack the USS Enterprise again? Wasn't that redundant? It also undermined some kind of temporary peace agreement reached between the two sides!

Given the character of the Longxia people, they would never do such a thing; they value their reputation above all else.

Even if it's a waste of ballistic missiles, it shouldn't be this wasteful. After all, a medium- or short-range ballistic missile is quite valuable, unlike an ordinary iron bomb which is very cheap and can be dropped as many as it wants.

Therefore, he panicked immediately, disregarded his pride, and hurriedly stood up from his chair and walked out from in front of his desk.

The Black Palace official cast a grateful glance at the staff, then waved his hand to direct the operation.

Several special agents immediately understood and rushed forward, flanking the chief as they prepared to evacuate to the safe house. The action was remarkably swift.

He hadn't gone far from his desk when the Great Chief suddenly stopped and shouted, "Nuclear weapon launcher!"

Everyone stopped instinctively. The staff member hurriedly turned around, picked up the nuclear weapon launcher, and immediately followed the chief and his entourage.

However, just as everyone reached the office door, the communicator carried by the Black Palace official suddenly rang.

He quickly picked up the phone and asked, "What happened?"

The voice on the other end of the microphone shocked him: "Wow, say that again?"

"okay, I get it."

After saying that, he cut off the call between the two parties. He walked a few steps to the chief and said with a serious expression, "Chief, we don't need to go to the safe house anymore. The crisis has been resolved."

The chieftain, who had just lifted his foot, now had his right foot dangling in mid-air. He almost walked out of the office and became the chieftain who had been toyed with for the third time. Damn it, you're saying the crisis is over now?

"Say it again, what do you mean we're not going to the safe house anymore? The crisis is over?" The chieftain asked through gritted teeth, suppressing his anger.

The Black Palace official, somewhat embarrassed, still earnestly explained, "Great Chief, it's like this. According to General Kurila's report, the Dragonxia tribe launched a medium-range ballistic missile and did not use nuclear weapons."

Having received confirmation from the other party, the chieftain's eyes widened as if they were bull's balls, and his face looked like he was about to devour someone. It's all that bastard's fault, he's killed people!
There was no need to move to the safe house, but this bastard kept nagging and even incited his staff, causing his originally firm resolve to waver.

He opened his mouth as if to curse, but then thought better of it and held back. After all, the officer hadn't done anything wrong; he was acting in his own best interests. He couldn't say anything more, much less accuse the officer of wrongdoing.

After taking three deep breaths, the chieftain finally managed to suppress his nameless rage. He gritted his teeth and said, "I told you, the Dragon Summer Tribe wouldn't do that. Sure enough, I wasn't wrong. They launched a medium-range ballistic missile, and I can confirm that it didn't carry a nuclear warhead!"

"If they wanted to attack our homeland, they would have done it long ago. But you don't believe me and instead spread alarmist rumors to incite me!"

At this point, the Great Chieftain's expression turned extremely serious, and he warned, "Anyone who spreads word of what happened today will face my ruthlessness! Do you all hear me?"

Even though he had already gotten up and fled, in his view, as long as he hadn't left the office, it didn't count, and the good tough guy image he had established would still exist!

Of course, this is all on the condition that these guys don't leak a single word about the farce that just happened.

"Yes!"

Almost in unison, everyone was startled by the Great Chief's furious expression. They weren't fools; they understood what the Great Chief intended to do and wouldn't be so stupid as to leak it out. Besides, if word got out, they would lose face.

After all, nobody wants to be called a coward or a wimp!

After taking the nuclear launch container from his staff, the chief rushed back to his desk and plopped down back down.

"What exactly happened? You can tell me in detail now." After placing the nuclear weapon launch container, the Grand Chief stared intently at the Black Palace service officer and asked.

"this?"

The Black Palace service officer was clearly taken aback for a moment, then quickly reported, "I don't know the specifics either. I just received a call from Pacific Commander General Kurilla, who said that based on the collected data, it can be determined that it was a medium- or short-range ballistic missile."

Another medium- or short-range ballistic missile? What exactly is the Longxia tribe trying to do? Do they really think ballistic missiles are too cheap? Are they just going to squander them like that?
The Chieftain tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice, then turned to his staff and asked in confusion, "They've already attacked our Enterprise once, and there's some kind of agreement between the two sides at the front lines, so why would they use a medium-range ballistic missile?"

"I don't know."

The aide spread his hands, his face full of bewilderment.

Without receiving any new intelligence, he naturally couldn't deduce the true motives of the Longxia tribe.

Besides, that was the very reason he used to persuade the chieftain to evacuate.

Now the Great Chieftain is asking me this question in return. How could he possibly know the reason? I'm just a human being, not a god. If I had God's perspective, wouldn't I have said it already? Why all the panic and embarrassment?

Running away for your life three times in a row, that's pretty embarrassing, isn't it?

"Since they won't attack the USS Enterprise again, the next target will likely be our military base."

"Otherwise, there wouldn't be any high-value targets within that area that the Longxia people would be interested in."

Upon hearing this, the staff member immediately understood, quickly thought for a moment, and echoed the suggestion.

"Great Chief, you are right, this is the most likely possibility."

"Didn't the Longxia tribe publicly declare before that they would destroy all the military bases we deployed around the Eastern Continent's sea area that were targeting them?"

"Clearly, their attack on the military base this time is a warning to us not to act rashly."

At this point, the staff officer quickly looked at the Black Palace service officer and said, "Quickly, notify headquarters immediately and have them remind the garrison bases to make sure they are doing the necessary precautions."

"This matter is extremely urgent, we must act immediately!"

The two bigwigs in the Black Palace, who had great influence over the Eagle Tribe, believed from the beginning that the target of the Cloud Sail II attack was the military base, and that they wanted to eliminate Cruz and a group of high-ranking commanders.

Little did they know that Su Dingping's target this time was the more distant USS Condor, to conduct the second test launch of an anti-ship ballistic missile, and it was a very crucial launch.

Located in a building on Honolulu Island, this is the Pacific Naval Command headquarters command center.

Three minutes ago, four-star general Kurila sat in the chief seat in the conference hall, waiting for news with other commanders.

Even though it was only a short period of time, less than a minute, it felt so long to them that they were tormented by it.

They had no idea whether it was an intercontinental ballistic missile or a medium- or short-range ballistic missile.

If they discover that it is an intercontinental conflict, they must immediately notify the Great Chief to take cover, and they will also move to the underground command center.

The Yunfan-3's terminal penetration speed exceeded Mach 15, a ferocious force that no anti-missile missile could intercept. They didn't want to risk their lives to confront it head-on.

Every second that passes now feels like an eternity to them, as they are constantly threatened by death, as if they are testing whether death will strike.

Just as the atmosphere in the conference hall was becoming increasingly tense, a staff officer suddenly rushed in.

"Reporting to the General, based on the data collected from various monitoring devices, it has been confirmed that the Longxia tribe launched a medium-to-short-range ballistic missile!"

Another medium- or short-range ballistic missile?

Kurila was clearly stunned for a moment, completely bewildered.

What's going on? How come it's another medium- or short-range ballistic missile? This can't be happening!

The foreign affairs departments of both sides are putting on a show, as if they're about to overturn the table at any moment. Is this all just for show? Are they trying to fool the world? Are they playing games?
On another note, the Dragonxia tribe launched another medium-range ballistic missile. What are they trying to do? Which target are they attacking, the USS Enterprise? If that's the case, he felt Willis was simply cursed with bad luck!

Then, he suddenly came to his senses.

Kurila almost blurted out, "Quickly, contact Cruise right now and tell him to evacuate immediately, or it will be too late. The Dragon Summer Tribe's target this time is the military base!"

"Yes, General."

The staff officer who received the order turned around and ran out immediately; the situation was extremely urgent and he could not afford to waste a single moment.

Not long after the door closed, General Kurilla picked up his coffee and took a sip to try and perk himself up.

After setting down his coffee cup, he looked at everyone again, his face filled with deep worry: "Gentlemen, the current situation is clearly not very friendly to us." (End of Chapter)