Under the vast sea of stars, the surging waves rolled in a thick and ink-like sea.
The strong sea breeze whizzed by, with a hint of coldness and the fishy smell of the sea water.
If you analyze it carefully, you can still smell a trace of the smell of gunpowder...
In this seemingly calm sea area, a giant ship that is more than a hundred meters long and is like a huge monster in the sea is quietly floating on the sea.
Only when you get closer can you see clearly that this is actually a submarine of steel!
At this moment, an oriental classical beauty wearing a black tight leather jacket, black hair with long ponytails, and a plump figure with explosive temptation, was standing on the deck of the submarine with her head high.
Next to the woman was a slightly thin and tall blonde man.
The man was wearing a navy coat and looked at the western sea with a smile, with a relaxed expression on his tough face.
Behind this man and woman was a team of soldiers in navy uniforms, but there was no national flag logo of any country. Instead, silver lines were used to outline a dazzling and terrifying skull pattern on their chests!
The blonde man noticed the worry of the oriental beauty around him and smiled in a standard London-sounding English gentlemanly: Ms. Prajna, don't worry too much, there is still plenty of time.It will take at least half an hour before the Jiangnan Military Region Navy in China discovered us and rushed over.
Prajna said coldly: Colonel Brewster, I don’t care about the Chinese Navy, I only care whether Your Excellency the Pluto is in trouble.
The blonde man, who was Macedonian grandson, Brewster, was just a little bit more flesh than he had when he was in the forgotten country, and was not too dry.
While wearing a naval windbreaker and returning to the position of colonel who led the troops, Brewster was less funny, more calm and reserved.
The explosives were arranged by Ms. Prajna personally led the Ueno Ninja from the Hachiki Society. You should know the power of those explosives better than anyone else, and they are nothing to Mr. Pluto.
As for the torpedo and Tomahawk cruise missiles launched by our fleet, they were requested by Your Excellency Pluto. He naturally knew the consequences and would not do anything that would hurt him.Brewster Road.
A bit of complex emotions flashed in Prajna's eyes, and he subconsciously turned around and glanced at the iron-blooded soldier behind him...
In addition to the nuclear submarine under our feet, just now, there were two frigates and a missile destroyer.
All of them are the most advanced naval equipment from all countries, and even due to some special modifications, they are much more technologically high than the fleets of the US and Russian troops!
Hundreds of soldiers who were like regular soldiers followed Brewster's command and completed the launch of dozens of Tomahawk missiles based on the coordinates sent by Yang Chen, and completed them in one go!
After the battle order was over, the fleet sailed to the high seas, and the nuclear submarine stayed and waited for Yang Chen.
Prajna hardly imagined why Yang Chen had a super fleet with such excellent equipment and no magic to enter the waters of China without being discovered!?
This is not only a matter of financial resources, but only by strong channels and broad appeal can it be successfully established.
With such a fleet, it is probably not a problem to attack the US mainland, because the US military will not discover the whereabouts of this fleet until it is hit!
If Yang Chen had not asked her to lead the Hachiki Society's Shangnin to participate in the action this time, Prajna would not have dared to imagine that Yang Chen's subordinates would still have such a force...
Colonel, can you tell me what your fleet is called?I never seemed to have heard of any mercenary of this size.Prajna couldn't help asking.
Brewster narrowed his eyes and smiled: Ms. Prajna, you are your own person, of course you can tell you... But I want to correct it first. This is not my fleet, it is the private fleet of Your Excellency Pluto.
I am just the commander of this ‘Ghost Fleet’, and I entrusted my father-in-law General Sauron to lead this fleet with the trust of His Excellency Pluto.
Our ‘ghost’ is not a mercenary, but is established by the standards of a regular army. In addition to fighting for Your Excellency Pluto, we are to defend our territory from invasion.This time, we only came a small team of our fleet because we didn’t want the Chinese government to do it too hard.
Prajna opened her eyes in shock, unable to believe that this was just a small team?
She had been submitting to Yang Chen for a long time, and had communicated with other subordinates of Yang Chen, but she didn't expect to see the tip of the iceberg.
In fact, she didn't know that after the previous Pluto left, many of the forces left were taken over by Yang Chen, so Yang Chen did not spend much effort to gain a lot of accumulated combat power. Otherwise, it would take a lot of years to expand his power all over the world.
After a while, Prajna came to her senses from her immense admiration. At this moment, the keen sense of smell of human torture made her notice a strange thing on the sea!
Someone is here... It's Lord Pluto!Prajna looked at the sea in the distance in surprise and said.
In front of outsiders, she still won’t just call the word “master”.
Brewster also saw someone floating on the sea and breathed a sigh of relief. He had asked someone to search for Yang Chen's mobile phone signal before, but found that he could not find it, so he was always a little worried.
At this moment, Yang Chen, holding Meng Yue and moving forward quickly in the sea with the power of one hand and legs, was very embarrassed.
The clothes on my body were basically torn and almost lost. Although the wounds had healed quickly, it was quite embarrassing to have to swim to the submarine.
When fighting against Meng Kuo, you could have used the law of space to escape quickly, but on the one hand, the law of space is almost ineffective against a person like Meng Kuo. Not only is it easy to be intercepted, but it also leaves a traceable tail. On the other hand, Yang Chen is even less sure of taking Meng Yue.
Therefore, I had to use the passage between the mountains and the ocean opened by torpedoes to swim out quickly.
With Yang Chen's strong body and familiarity with water, it is not difficult to protect Meng Yue, who already has outstanding internal strength, from running away from the sea.
Due to the large number of cruise missiles, Meng Kuo and several elders were busy transferring others and resisting the power of the explosion, so they naturally had no time to care about how Yang Chen escaped.
What made Yang Chen depressed was that his phone lost its effect because of the strong pressure. Fortunately, he had already recorded the coordinates that Brewster had to wait for, and he could still find it here.
Almost without slowing down, Yang Chen came to the submarine and sent Meng Yue, who was still unconscious, first, and handed it over to Prajna to hold it, and then climbed onto the submarine deck.
Lord Pluto, Brewster, commander-in-chief of the Ghost Fleet, pays tribute to you!Brewster saluted in awe, and the etiquette he should have done was not lost.
Yang Chen was taking some salty and wet seaweed from his body, throwing it aside, spitting a few saliva, and waved his hand and said: OK, Brewster, although he is executing combat orders, not having fun in private, but letting go of salutes or something first, so as to drive the submarine to the high seas first, so as to save the Chinese Navy from coming to cause trouble.
yes!Your Mightiness!Please enter the submarine!
Yang Chen nodded and said to Prajna beside him: Prajna, look at this woman Meng Yue, she knows internal strength. Give her some medicine that can lose her combat power. Just don’t kill her. I have something to ask her.
Prajna nodded and looked down at Meng Yue in her arms. Although her wet hair covered half of her face, she could still tell that she was a charming woman. She couldn't help but let a cold look flash in Prajna's eyes.
After entering the submarine compartment, the submarine quickly sinks and sails quickly toward the high seas.
Yang Chen walked all the way to the command center, digging his ears and listening to Brewster's battle report.
Lord Pluto, obey your request. This time the mission is sent to carry out the third team of the Ghost Fleet. In addition to the Virginia-class nuclear submarine under our feet, there are also two Bazin-class frigates and an Arleigh Burke-class missile destroyer.
Your private luxury yacht ‘Erebs’ is already waiting on the high seas, and at our current navigation speed, you can leave the Chinese waters within half an hour.
Well... Such a battle group is just right. By the way, how many missiles have you fired?Yang Chen asked.
There were forty-seven Tomahawk cruise missiles in total, Brewster quickly replied.
Yang Chen couldn't help but pause and raised his eyebrows and asked: How is the current market for Tomahawk?
The cost is about 600,000 yuan, and the price we buy is about 700,000 US dollars... You ask this...
What!?Seven hundred thousand!?Yang Chen raised his voice and said in annoyance: Why are you trying so many times?Isn’t it over to get less scores and more batches of bombing?!
You lost more than 30 million US dollars for me after four rounds!?Isn’t your grandfather very good at settleing the scores??How come you have raised such a prodigal son!?
Brewster showed grievance, but he didn't dare to refute anything. He didn't think he wanted to cover the firepower in full? Besides, you didn't tell me that he wanted to save money...
Yang Chen felt very distressed. Although his family was well-off, there were many people he had to raise. If he could not kill those bastards from the Meng family, wouldn’t it be a waste?
When Yang Chen thought of the Meng family having so many masters, he felt a little angry again. When Meng Yue woke up, he had to ask clearly what he had played.
More than half an hour later, the Ghost Fleet teams gathered and arrived around a brightly lit luxury yacht on the high seas. This white yacht with four levels and nearly two hundred meters long is one of Yang Chen's private toys, the Erebs.
The strong sea breeze whizzed by, with a hint of coldness and the fishy smell of the sea water.
If you analyze it carefully, you can still smell a trace of the smell of gunpowder...
In this seemingly calm sea area, a giant ship that is more than a hundred meters long and is like a huge monster in the sea is quietly floating on the sea.
Only when you get closer can you see clearly that this is actually a submarine of steel!
At this moment, an oriental classical beauty wearing a black tight leather jacket, black hair with long ponytails, and a plump figure with explosive temptation, was standing on the deck of the submarine with her head high.
Next to the woman was a slightly thin and tall blonde man.
The man was wearing a navy coat and looked at the western sea with a smile, with a relaxed expression on his tough face.
Behind this man and woman was a team of soldiers in navy uniforms, but there was no national flag logo of any country. Instead, silver lines were used to outline a dazzling and terrifying skull pattern on their chests!
The blonde man noticed the worry of the oriental beauty around him and smiled in a standard London-sounding English gentlemanly: Ms. Prajna, don't worry too much, there is still plenty of time.It will take at least half an hour before the Jiangnan Military Region Navy in China discovered us and rushed over.
Prajna said coldly: Colonel Brewster, I don’t care about the Chinese Navy, I only care whether Your Excellency the Pluto is in trouble.
The blonde man, who was Macedonian grandson, Brewster, was just a little bit more flesh than he had when he was in the forgotten country, and was not too dry.
While wearing a naval windbreaker and returning to the position of colonel who led the troops, Brewster was less funny, more calm and reserved.
The explosives were arranged by Ms. Prajna personally led the Ueno Ninja from the Hachiki Society. You should know the power of those explosives better than anyone else, and they are nothing to Mr. Pluto.
As for the torpedo and Tomahawk cruise missiles launched by our fleet, they were requested by Your Excellency Pluto. He naturally knew the consequences and would not do anything that would hurt him.Brewster Road.
A bit of complex emotions flashed in Prajna's eyes, and he subconsciously turned around and glanced at the iron-blooded soldier behind him...
In addition to the nuclear submarine under our feet, just now, there were two frigates and a missile destroyer.
All of them are the most advanced naval equipment from all countries, and even due to some special modifications, they are much more technologically high than the fleets of the US and Russian troops!
Hundreds of soldiers who were like regular soldiers followed Brewster's command and completed the launch of dozens of Tomahawk missiles based on the coordinates sent by Yang Chen, and completed them in one go!
After the battle order was over, the fleet sailed to the high seas, and the nuclear submarine stayed and waited for Yang Chen.
Prajna hardly imagined why Yang Chen had a super fleet with such excellent equipment and no magic to enter the waters of China without being discovered!?
This is not only a matter of financial resources, but only by strong channels and broad appeal can it be successfully established.
With such a fleet, it is probably not a problem to attack the US mainland, because the US military will not discover the whereabouts of this fleet until it is hit!
If Yang Chen had not asked her to lead the Hachiki Society's Shangnin to participate in the action this time, Prajna would not have dared to imagine that Yang Chen's subordinates would still have such a force...
Colonel, can you tell me what your fleet is called?I never seemed to have heard of any mercenary of this size.Prajna couldn't help asking.
Brewster narrowed his eyes and smiled: Ms. Prajna, you are your own person, of course you can tell you... But I want to correct it first. This is not my fleet, it is the private fleet of Your Excellency Pluto.
I am just the commander of this ‘Ghost Fleet’, and I entrusted my father-in-law General Sauron to lead this fleet with the trust of His Excellency Pluto.
Our ‘ghost’ is not a mercenary, but is established by the standards of a regular army. In addition to fighting for Your Excellency Pluto, we are to defend our territory from invasion.This time, we only came a small team of our fleet because we didn’t want the Chinese government to do it too hard.
Prajna opened her eyes in shock, unable to believe that this was just a small team?
She had been submitting to Yang Chen for a long time, and had communicated with other subordinates of Yang Chen, but she didn't expect to see the tip of the iceberg.
In fact, she didn't know that after the previous Pluto left, many of the forces left were taken over by Yang Chen, so Yang Chen did not spend much effort to gain a lot of accumulated combat power. Otherwise, it would take a lot of years to expand his power all over the world.
After a while, Prajna came to her senses from her immense admiration. At this moment, the keen sense of smell of human torture made her notice a strange thing on the sea!
Someone is here... It's Lord Pluto!Prajna looked at the sea in the distance in surprise and said.
In front of outsiders, she still won’t just call the word “master”.
Brewster also saw someone floating on the sea and breathed a sigh of relief. He had asked someone to search for Yang Chen's mobile phone signal before, but found that he could not find it, so he was always a little worried.
At this moment, Yang Chen, holding Meng Yue and moving forward quickly in the sea with the power of one hand and legs, was very embarrassed.
The clothes on my body were basically torn and almost lost. Although the wounds had healed quickly, it was quite embarrassing to have to swim to the submarine.
When fighting against Meng Kuo, you could have used the law of space to escape quickly, but on the one hand, the law of space is almost ineffective against a person like Meng Kuo. Not only is it easy to be intercepted, but it also leaves a traceable tail. On the other hand, Yang Chen is even less sure of taking Meng Yue.
Therefore, I had to use the passage between the mountains and the ocean opened by torpedoes to swim out quickly.
With Yang Chen's strong body and familiarity with water, it is not difficult to protect Meng Yue, who already has outstanding internal strength, from running away from the sea.
Due to the large number of cruise missiles, Meng Kuo and several elders were busy transferring others and resisting the power of the explosion, so they naturally had no time to care about how Yang Chen escaped.
What made Yang Chen depressed was that his phone lost its effect because of the strong pressure. Fortunately, he had already recorded the coordinates that Brewster had to wait for, and he could still find it here.
Almost without slowing down, Yang Chen came to the submarine and sent Meng Yue, who was still unconscious, first, and handed it over to Prajna to hold it, and then climbed onto the submarine deck.
Lord Pluto, Brewster, commander-in-chief of the Ghost Fleet, pays tribute to you!Brewster saluted in awe, and the etiquette he should have done was not lost.
Yang Chen was taking some salty and wet seaweed from his body, throwing it aside, spitting a few saliva, and waved his hand and said: OK, Brewster, although he is executing combat orders, not having fun in private, but letting go of salutes or something first, so as to drive the submarine to the high seas first, so as to save the Chinese Navy from coming to cause trouble.
yes!Your Mightiness!Please enter the submarine!
Yang Chen nodded and said to Prajna beside him: Prajna, look at this woman Meng Yue, she knows internal strength. Give her some medicine that can lose her combat power. Just don’t kill her. I have something to ask her.
Prajna nodded and looked down at Meng Yue in her arms. Although her wet hair covered half of her face, she could still tell that she was a charming woman. She couldn't help but let a cold look flash in Prajna's eyes.
After entering the submarine compartment, the submarine quickly sinks and sails quickly toward the high seas.
Yang Chen walked all the way to the command center, digging his ears and listening to Brewster's battle report.
Lord Pluto, obey your request. This time the mission is sent to carry out the third team of the Ghost Fleet. In addition to the Virginia-class nuclear submarine under our feet, there are also two Bazin-class frigates and an Arleigh Burke-class missile destroyer.
Your private luxury yacht ‘Erebs’ is already waiting on the high seas, and at our current navigation speed, you can leave the Chinese waters within half an hour.
Well... Such a battle group is just right. By the way, how many missiles have you fired?Yang Chen asked.
There were forty-seven Tomahawk cruise missiles in total, Brewster quickly replied.
Yang Chen couldn't help but pause and raised his eyebrows and asked: How is the current market for Tomahawk?
The cost is about 600,000 yuan, and the price we buy is about 700,000 US dollars... You ask this...
What!?Seven hundred thousand!?Yang Chen raised his voice and said in annoyance: Why are you trying so many times?Isn’t it over to get less scores and more batches of bombing?!
You lost more than 30 million US dollars for me after four rounds!?Isn’t your grandfather very good at settleing the scores??How come you have raised such a prodigal son!?
Brewster showed grievance, but he didn't dare to refute anything. He didn't think he wanted to cover the firepower in full? Besides, you didn't tell me that he wanted to save money...
Yang Chen felt very distressed. Although his family was well-off, there were many people he had to raise. If he could not kill those bastards from the Meng family, wouldn’t it be a waste?
When Yang Chen thought of the Meng family having so many masters, he felt a little angry again. When Meng Yue woke up, he had to ask clearly what he had played.
More than half an hour later, the Ghost Fleet teams gathered and arrived around a brightly lit luxury yacht on the high seas. This white yacht with four levels and nearly two hundred meters long is one of Yang Chen's private toys, the Erebs.
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