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

Luo Fei hovered above the clouds.

Below, the fireball had dissipated, leaving only countless fragments slowly drifting down.

He looked back.

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

The phone rang once and was answered.

"Xiao Luo?" Qin Zhenhua's voice came through, tinged with urgency. "Are you alright?"

Luo Fei spoke calmly.

"I'm fine. I got out the moment the plane exploded."

Qin Zhenhua breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good……"

Luo Fei interrupted him.

"Director Qin, there are a few things that require the country's cooperation."

Qin Zhenhua immediately became serious, and the sound of papers turning over could be heard from the other end of the phone.

"you say."

Luo Fei said.

"First, disengage the carrier strike group from the standoff. Now that 'Academician Li' is dead, there's no need for them to remain there."

"Secondly, send me the locations of all the terrorist organizations linked to the US that China has investigated. They usually do dirty work for the US, and then take the blame for them when it matters. This is perfect, let's get rid of them all at once."

He paused.

"Finally, the Dragon Kingdom can issue a notice."

Qin Zhenhua remained silent for a second.

"What kind of announcement is it?"

Luo Fei said.

"Just say that Academician Li was on that private plane."

"We strongly condemn the attacks by terrorist organizations."

"Announcement that the Dragon Kingdom will launch a devastating strike against relevant terrorist organizations."

"Any country or organization that attempts to obstruct or provoke will be considered a target."

After listening, Qin Zhenhua took a deep breath.

"Luo Fei, do you know what this means?"

Luo Fei nodded.

"Know."

"This means that China is going to announce to the world - Academician Li is dead, and China is furious."

"Those who originally wanted to mock and laugh at us should think twice before provoking the Dragon Kingdom at this time."

"Those terrorist organizations that are secretly colluding with the United States should be prepared to face the wrath of the Chinese nation."

Qin Zhenhua was silent for a few seconds, then he spoke.

"Okay. I'll arrange it right away."

I hung up the phone.

Luo Fei put away the satellite phone.

He hovered above the clouds, watching the smoke below gradually dissipate.

Then he turned around.

We flew to the flight carrying Academician Li.

Kyoto, China, press conference hall.

A spokesperson stood on the stage, his expression serious.

The audience was filled with domestic and international journalists.

There are at least hundreds of people.

Long lenses and short lenses were pointed at the podium, the red lights of the cameras flashed, and the sound of camera shutters clicking incessantly.

The reporters whispered among themselves, discussing something quietly.

Some people were looking at their watches, some were flipping through their notebooks, and some were organizing their voice recorders.

Everyone knew that this impromptu press conference was bound to contain big news.

But nobody knew how big this news was.

The spokesperson glanced at the audience and began speaking seriously.

"This afternoon, the special plane carrying Academician Li Wenbin, a renowned semiconductor expert in my country, was attacked by terrorists and crashed on its return journey. Academician Li and all his crew members perished."

A commotion erupted from the audience, and reporters raised their hands in unison.

The spokesperson did not stop.

"We have sufficient evidence to prove that this attack was carried out by the foreign terrorist organization 'Black Hawk Down.' This organization has repeatedly carried out terrorist activities against our citizens, and its crimes are numerous and countless."

"Our government expresses its strongest condemnation of this."

"At the same time, our country announced that it will launch a devastating strike against 'Black Hawk Down' and related terrorist organizations."

A devastating blow.

These four words made one of the reporters gasp in shock.

Some people stared wide-eyed.

Someone had their mouth open, but couldn't speak.

But the spokesperson hadn't finished speaking.

He looked directly into the camera and spoke, word by word.

"Any country or organization that attempts to stop this operation will be considered an accomplice to terrorism and will become a target of the Dragon Kingdom."

"Don't say you weren't warned."

The moment the words were spoken, the entire press conference hall erupted in chaos.

"This sentence..."

"This is the final warning!"

"The Dragon Kingdom is serious this time!"

Reporters eagerly raised their hands, some even standing up and rushing forward, wanting to ask questions.

Security personnel rushed forward to maintain order, but they couldn't stop the excited reporters.

The spokesperson did not answer any questions; after saying his last sentence, he turned and left.

All that remained was that brief but forceful announcement, which went viral across global media.

The reactions of various countries around the world after watching the press conference of the Dragon Kingdom were varied.

Some countries immediately expressed their condemnation of terrorism and offered their condolences to the victims.

The media outlets that were making noise and joking when the US announcement was first released immediately fell silent.

Those politicians who wanted to take the opportunity to mock China withdrew their prepared remarks.

No one wanted to provoke the Dragon Kingdom at this time.

Because everyone could see that this time, the Dragon Kingdom was serious.

The US Navy's aircraft carrier combat command center.

The atmosphere in the meeting room was heavy.

The huge electronic screen displays the surrounding sea and air situation in real time.

The intelligence chief stood in front of the screen, reporting with a grave expression.

"The Chinese aircraft carrier group has ceased its standoff, changed course, and its destination is unknown."

On the large screen, satellite images showed the movements of the Chinese aircraft carrier fleet.

Several warships are adjusting their course and slowly sailing away from the nearby waters.

General Mike frowned.

"They're just going to let it go like that?"

His tone held a hint of doubt. The Dragon Kingdom's reaction this time seemed far too calm. A top scientist died, and they just let it go like that?

One of the staff officers shook his head.

"It doesn't look like a retreat... more like a relocation."

The intelligence chief continued.

"There's one more thing."

He brought up another set of images.

"Several military bases along the border of the Dragon Kingdom have shown unusual signs of mobilization, and it seems that they have entered a state of combat readiness."

The meeting room was silent for a few seconds.

General Mike spoke.

"Do they really want to take action against those terrorist organizations?"

The intelligence chief nodded.

"It seems so, and..."

He paused.

"They just issued a notice that any country or organization that attempts to obstruct or provoke will be targeted."

"This statement was clearly directed at us."

The meeting room fell silent again.

Then Jason chuckled.

"Who are you trying to scare? Those terrorist organizations are all secretly supported by us. We don't even know where they're hiding. China wants to find them? Don't even dream about it."

He gave a cold laugh.

"Even if they find it, they might not dare to make a move. China's military presence there is practically nonexistent. They have no military bases, no logistical support, and no air support. What would they use to fight? Send special forces on foot across the desert? Or bombard the area with missiles?"

The intelligence chief shook his head.

"I don't know. But I think we can't let our guard down. The Dragon Kingdom's attitude this time is different from before."

Jason wanted to say something more.

General Mike raised his hand to stop him, hesitated for a few seconds, and then spoke.

"Send a destroyer to follow the Chinese aircraft carrier at a distance. Let's see what they're up to."

"If it's just about returning to China, then so be it. But if they dare to make any moves..."

He paused.

"We'll see."

The order has been issued.

An American destroyer broke away from the carrier strike group.

They followed the Chinese aircraft carrier from a distance.

Maintaining a safe distance.

Neither approaching nor leaving.

high altitude.

Luo Fei's figure appeared above the flight where Academician Li was.

He has already received the coordinates from Qin Zhenhua.

The first target was the Black Hawk organization, which matched the location he had previously found on his computer.

That terrorist organization that was secretly supported and made a scapegoat by the United States.

They are also the official perpetrators of this "attack on Academician Li".

Luo Fei followed the flight over the Persian Gulf and into the airspace of other countries, which basically confirmed that the United States had abandoned its attack.

He turned and accelerated.

The sea beneath my feet receded rapidly.

Soon, land appeared ahead, an endless desert.

Deep in the desert, a hidden camp.

The headquarters of the Black Hawk Down organization is located here, and the area is heavily guarded.

Watchtower, patrol team, anti-aircraft weapons.

There were even a few armored vehicles.

now,

Inside the building in the center of the camp.

Several leaders were drinking alone, slurring down cheap vodka diluted with water, making it taste bland and tasteless.

A bearded man sat in the main seat, slamming his fist on the table, his face contorted with grotesque violence.

His name was Abdullah, the leader of the Black Hawk organization. He was in his forties, with a full beard and a hideous scar over his left eye. At that moment, he was cursing and swearing, spitting everywhere.

"Are all those people idiots?"

He picked up his glass, downed it in one gulp, and then slammed the glass down on the table.

"If we had the capability to attack American military bases, would we be stuck in this godforsaken place? And attacking several of them? I don't even know where their bases are!"

A thin man stood beside him, smiling obsequiously.

"Boss, calm down."

Another bald man chimed in.

"Exactly. Besides, others may not know, but does the US know? How could we possibly attack their bases? They know better than we do how many people and how many guns we have."

The bearded man leaned back in his chair and waved his hand dismissively.

"I'm just so angry. We didn't do it, so why should we be the ones to take the blame?"

He sighed.

"Without the US as our purse, our future won't be easy. Our monthly funding is gone, and so are our weapons and equipment supplies. And forget about the intelligence support they promised us."

He paused.

"We need to prepare early to prevent their crackdown. Those Americans are unpredictable; they can turn on you faster than flipping through a book. They might give you money today, and send people to kill you tomorrow."

He raised his glass.

"Come on, cheers!"

Several people raised their glasses.

Just then.

boom!!!

A deafening explosion suddenly rang out.

The entire camp was trembling.

The wine glasses on the table were knocked over, spilling wine all over the table. Dust fell from the walls in a flurry.

The bearded man dropped his wine glass and shattered it with a crash.

He suddenly stood up.

"What's going on?!"

One of his men rushed in, his face filled with terror. His face was covered in dust, his forehead was cut open, and blood was streaming down his cheeks, but he didn't bother to wipe it away.

"Boss! Something's happened! Someone's broken in!"

The bearded man was stunned.

The Americans have invaded? So quickly?

He shoved his subordinate aside and rushed out of the room.

The others followed behind him, stumbling and running out.

Then they saw it.

A figure hovered in the air.

Like a god descending to earth, he looked down at the chaotic camp below.

The bearded man stood there blankly, his mind completely blank.

What is this? Superman? A god? Or an alien?

Then he saw the figure raise its hand, and a burst of intense white light shone from its palm.

Then the ball of light detached from the man's palm and fell rapidly.

Trailing a white flame, it looked like a shooting star.

boom!!!

Another loud bang.

A campsite in the distance was instantly blasted into a huge crater. Debris, tents, and corpses all vanished. The shockwave spread outwards, overturning several nearby buildings.

The bearded man stood there, dumbfounded.

His legs were shaking.

His lips were trembling.

"What...what is this...?"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Another ball of light landed on his head, and he watched as the white light drew closer and brighter.

Then everything returns to nothingness.

Luo Fei hovered in the air.

He looked down at the camp below; all the buildings had vanished.

All that remained were several huge, deep craters, their edges charred black and still steaming.

Luo Fei scanned the area but found no trace of the bunker, and no survivors.

The Black Hawk Down organization has become history.

He turned and flew toward his next target.