I started by watching videos, and I chose 10,000 combat power.

Inside the combat command center of an American aircraft carrier.

On the huge electronic screen, satellite images of Beijing Capital International Airport are displayed in real time.

The small private plane was still parked on the tarmac, making its final preparations for takeoff.

A dozen or so people sat around the conference table, each carrying various military ranks on their shoulders, their expressions serious.

Seated in the main seat was a sharp-eyed middle-aged general, Mike—the supreme commander of this operation.

He leaned back in his chair, listening to his subordinates' report.

A young military officer stood in front of the screen, holding a laser pointer and pointing at the image.

"Based on the high-resolution photos sent back by our frontline agents, we have confirmed that our target, Li Wenbin, boarded this private jet fifteen minutes ago."

"The aircraft belongs to a wealthy businessman from China. The flight route has been approved by the air traffic control department of the dog tycoon. It is expected to taxi onto the runway and take off in ten minutes."

He paused.

The laser pointer's light spot moves across the screen.

"Meanwhile, the Chinese commercial airliner will also take off in twenty minutes. Most of the security personnel around the target have boarded that commercial airliner."

Mike nodded without saying anything.

"I suggest we shoot down both planes at once." A cold voice suddenly broke the brief silence from the corner.

A hook-nosed officer slammed his coffee cup down on the table, the ceramic base making a crisp sound as it struck the metal surface.

"Since we're going to take action, we must ensure that nothing goes wrong. If the other side uses sophisticated disguise techniques and Li Wenbin actually boards a commercial airliner, but we only shoot down a private plane, then this operation will become a complete laughing stock."

The fat officer sitting opposite him suddenly stood up.

"Jansen, are you crazy? That's a commercial airliner! There are at least two hundred passengers from various countries on board! I opposed the insane plans devised by those politicians sitting in their offices back then!"

Jason looked at him.

"So what?"

Jason chuckled and leaned forward, staring at the other man.

"What's a little price to pay if we get rid of Li Wenbin? His research in the semiconductor field has already narrowed the gap in China's chip technology by at least ten years. Give him a few more years, and China will be able to completely break through our technological blockade. At that time, the entire technological landscape of the planet will be rewritten."

His voice suddenly rose, "A threat of this level must be eliminated at all costs!"

The fat officer clenched his fists, vehemently opposing the move.

"Shooting down a civilian airliner is blatant terrorism! Those politicians can hide behind the scenes and shirk responsibility, but we will bear the international stigma for the rest of our lives!"

Jason sneered.

"That's why I said shoot them both down. Then we can say it was done by terrorists, and the Black Hawk Down organization can easily take the blame, right?"

"Who has evidence that we did it?"

The officer wanted to say something more.

Another female officer next to her spoke up.

"I disagree with Jason's point of view. Don't treat other countries' intelligence agencies like fools. In the past, some special forces did things in other countries, thinking they were doing things flawlessly, but later all kinds of evidence came out and they were condemned by the whole planet."

She had short, neat hair and pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses.

"Now that we have confirmed that Li Wenbin was on that private jet, there is no need to continue attacking civil aviation while enduring public criticism."

"Our original mission was to eliminate terrorists, not to become terrorists ourselves. If Li were on the civilian aircraft, we could launch an attack according to their plan. Because the cost would be worthwhile."

"Since it was confirmed that the person was not on a commercial flight, launching an attack is a completely different matter."

Jason scoffed.

"Nature? Linda, you're talking to me about nature? When have we in this line of work ever cared about nature?"

Linda looked at him.

"I care."

"I don't want my name to be written in history books, listed alongside the most notorious terrorists."

The two stared at each other, neither willing to give in.

The meeting room was silent for a few seconds.

The other officers exchanged glances but remained silent.

General Mike finally spoke.

His voice wasn't loud, but as soon as he spoke, everyone fell silent.

That's enough.

He first looked at Jason: "Your concerns are valid. There is indeed a risk of error in the intelligence. If we miss this opportunity, we may never find such a perfect time to act again."

Then he looked at Linda and said, "Your concerns are valid. Attacking a civilian airliner carries too much political risk. We shouldn't take that step unless absolutely necessary."

Both of them looked at him, waiting for his decision.

Mike hesitated for a few seconds before speaking.

"Send two fighter jets to intercept the private plane after it leaves the dog's airspace."

"First, demand that they make an emergency landing."

"If they cooperate, we'll arrest everyone on the plane. Once Li Wenbin is in our hands, we have plenty of ways to make him work for us."

He paused.

"If you don't cooperate..."

His eyes turned cold.

"Have the ground-based air defense forces launch missiles and shoot down that private plane."

"Then a notice was issued saying that the surface-to-air missile launched by terrorists deviated from its target when attacking our patrol fighters and mistakenly hit a civilian aircraft passing through the area."

After he finished speaking, he looked at everyone present.

The meeting room was silent for a few seconds, then Linda smiled.

"General, you are brilliant."

Jason remained silent and did not speak again.

Mike waved.

"implement."

Dog tycoon, Beijing Capital International Airport.

Inside the cockpit of a private jet.

Luo Fei sat in the driver's seat, wearing sunglasses, with various indicator lights lit up on the dashboard in front of him.

The control tower's voice came through the headphones.

"Dragon Kingdom MN996, cleared for takeoff. Runway 36R, wind direction north-northwest, wind speed 5 knots."

Luo Fei pressed the call button.

"Dragon Kingdom MN996 received, ready for takeoff."

He pushed the throttle stick, and the plane began to taxi on the runway.

Faster and faster, the nose lifted, the landing gear took off, and the plane soared into the blue sky.

Below, the city of the dog tycoon gradually shrinks.

The commercial airliner was still lined up on the runway, ready for takeoff.

Luo Fei withdrew his gaze and looked ahead.

He adjusted his course and began to climb.

The plane broke through the clouds and reached an altitude of 10,000 meters.

All around was a deep blue, with a sea of ​​clouds churning below.

It was very calm and peaceful.

But Luo Fei knew that this peace wouldn't last long.

He took out his satellite phone and dialed Qin Zhenhua's number.

"Director Qin, I'm taking off."

Qin Zhenhua's voice came through.

"all the best?"

"Successfully," Luo Fei said. "Their people are watching at the airport and should have confirmed that Academician Li boarded the plane."

Qin Zhenhua remained silent for a second.

"Now it's up to them."

Luo Fei nodded.

"Um."

I hung up the phone.

He leaned back in his chair, looking at the sky in front of him.

He switched on autopilot and took his hands off the joystick.

A dozen minutes later.

The plane left the airspace of the dog tycoon.

Entering the airspace over Bos Bay.

Soon, two American fighter jets came into his view.

One on the left, one on the right, flying alongside him.

The fuselage is silver-gray, with missiles hanging under the wings.

One of the pilots made a public announcement.

"Dragon Country MN996 ahead, you have entered our air defense identification zone. Please change course immediately and land at the designated airport for inspection. Repeat, please change course immediately and land at the designated airport for inspection."

Luo Fei listened to the voice but received no response. He reached out, turned off the communication, and continued flying forward.

The pilot in the fighter jet frowned.

He called out again.

"Dragon Kingdom MN996, please respond! Change course immediately! Otherwise we will take necessary measures!"

Still no response.

The two fighter jets exchanged a glance.

One of them reported to his superior.

"Target does not respond, does not change course, and continues flying towards China. Requesting instructions."

Inside the command post.

General Mike listened to the report.

There was a moment of silence.

Then he gave the order.

"Notify ground air defense forces to launch missiles."

"Execute according to the second plan."

on the ground.

A concealed air defense position.

A missile soared into the air from the launch pad.

Trailing a long tail of flame, it soared into the sky.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

Lock onto the private jet that is currently in flight.

On the airplane.

Luo Fei glanced at the fighter jets on both sides and noticed that they were accelerating and turning around to circle behind him.

He stood up and took one last look at the cockpit.

Then the energy within the body surged out instantly, enveloping the entire body.

Almost the instant he was ready.

The missile hit the private plane.

boom!!!

A huge fireball exploded in the air.

The plane disintegrated instantly, with debris scattering everywhere, and flames illuminating half the sky.

Luo Fei was prepared. At the moment of the explosion, he smashed through the windshield of the cockpit and shot into the sky like a shooting star.

His speed was astonishing; even the impact of the explosion couldn't catch up with him.

The fighter pilot, who had circled around to the back of the plane, witnessed the entire incident as the plane completely disappeared in the explosion.

All that remained were countless fragments and scattered flames.

He spoke into the communications channel.

"The target has been destroyed, no parachute found, and the target is confirmed dead."

Everyone in the command center heard the news.

Jason smiled, and General Mike nodded.

"Issue a notice."

A few minutes later.

The U.S. Ministry of Defense issued an urgent statement on its website: "During today's routine counter-terrorism patrol, our fighter jets were attacked by a terrorist missile. A surface-to-air missile launched by an extremist group veered off course during its attack and unfortunately struck a Chinese private aircraft that was passing through the country. The U.S. military expresses its deepest condolences and will fully cooperate with the investigation."

As soon as the news came out.

The world was in uproar.

Dragon Kingdom, Kyoto.

Qin Zhenhua looked at the message on the screen.

The hand holding the phone tightened slightly.

But he didn't say anything, he just watched quietly.

The world held its breath, awaiting China's response. However, to everyone's surprise, the Chinese government remained silent – ​​no protests, no condemnations, not even a routine announcement.

This unusual silence sent a strange unease through the nations of Earth, like the calm before a storm.

High in the sky, Luo Fei hovered above the clouds.

He looked down at the still-burning, scattered fragments below.