In the dark of night, suddenly, blazing flares shot into the sky, releasing wave after wave of light, followed by the second, the third...
Soon after, lighting as cruel as the sun advanced along with the thunderous roar, the helicopter hovered, illuminating the white fog and lighting up faces of panic.
Around the haggard sixth-hand Empire destroyer, one gigantic shadow after another unexpectedly broke through the white fog and erged, surrounding it from all sides.
Shrill alarms pierced through the entire sea.
When the intense light dispersed the white fog and lit up again, fleets of warships appeared all around, near, incredibly near!
Heavenly troops descended!
"...Seven, Seven Cities?!"
The captain raised his head dully, incredulous at first, then exuberant, gesticulating wildly as he cried out, "It's the Seven Cities Defense Fleet, damn! It's the Seven Cities!
Doctor Yu, we're saved! We're saved!"
He laughed madly, pulling at Yu Shu, cheering, yet Yu Shu seed empty inside, dazedly looking at everything without reacting.
On the ground, the wailing officer's expression changed, shouting urgently orders to his subordinates, making the captain's expression shift as well.
"Eliminate those people, quickly, leave no survivors!"
The officer scread in his native tongue, "Otherwise, you and your children will die!"
The soldiers snapped out of chaos, raising their guns, aiming at the dical team, hurrying to silence them.
But at that instant, a cold snort rang out.
From the forefront, aboard the flagship, the deep cold snort resonated like thunder, causing everyone's vision to darken, limbs to weaken, unable to move.
Sounds of bodies hitting the floor filled the air.
From the helicopter, ropes hung down, and next, figures appeared, fully ard, differing greatly from the ragtag soldiers aboard the destroyer, each robust in stature, ard to the teeth.
Shock bombs arrived first.
Amidst chaotic commotion, everyone was subdued, completely suppressed. Even the wailing officer was given a sedative and taken for ergency care.
As the flagship slowly approached, setting down the gangway, an impatient voice rang out.
"Did you record it?"
Minkler, his face steely, rushed over with a large group, pointing at the grueso scene on deck, wrathful: "Get it all on tape, hurry, let the dia friends see, cruel, so cruel! Look, look! The blood on the ground hasn't dried yet!
That heartless madman Aikonzo not only dispatched his own warships to invade our Seven Cities sea territory but also kidnapped the dical team sent by the Chongguang Sect to us Seven Cities for ulterior motives to spread a virus!
Waging war without declaration, shaless sneak attacks, such a scourge of humanity, how dare he still exist in this world—fortunately, it hasn't reached its worst, as the dical team has been rescued by our Seven Cities Defense!"
"Sorry, sorry everyone, I couldn't arrive in ti—"
He spread his arms, vigorously hugging each bewildered dical team mber, promising them: "You're safe now, rest assured, we'll make Aikonzo this lunatic pay the price!"
Cara flashes went off continuously, shutter sounds incessant.
In the brief silence, finally, a dical team mber reacted, unable to hold back sobs, crying, hugging each other, grateful to survive.
"Who is Yu Shu? Who is Mr. Yu Shu? Where's his wife?"
Minkler walked briskly towards two doctors, the remnants of his showman's smile still present, hugging Yu Shu and then whispering at his ear, "Rest easy, you're safe now; it was Mr. Ji who sent .
He wanted to tell you your father misses you dearly."
Yu Shu was stunned in place.
Unable to speak, he rely hugged his sobbing wife tightly, refusing to let go.
Naturally, they were taken to Minkler's luxury cabin on the ship, with cigars, red wine, calming incense, and soft bedding and anities.
Rest well.
There was even a phone to reassure family about their safety.
anwhile, soon all the invading war criminals were captured and detained, including the ragged Empire destroyer, which all beca part of the Seven Cities Defense's spoils.
Prophet-like, Minkler the deputy commander, since taking office, lanted daily and nightly, worrying for the nation and people, sharply detecting the plans and sches of the manic ambitionists, deploying divine troops to decisively thwart Aikonzo's vile sneak attack, once again securing the Seven Cities' safety!
It's done, all done!
By dawn tomorrow, this headline will appear on Seven Cities' TV station, another tale and legend added to Minkler's autobiography of distinguished generals!
When the door closed onboard, he couldn't help but feel elated, bursting into song.
Ah, my brother Ji, no, Uncle Ji, certainly not ordinary when taking action!
From now on, along with his foster father, he'd plunge into fire and water without hesitation!
A re tap, and ready-made military accomplishnts are delivered to him.
As if Aikonzo were his family dog!
He didn't need to do anything, rely use his influence, lead the fleet in urgent special training once, arrange the formation, and the destroyer sailed directly into his encirclent.
Bloodless capture, direct takedown!
Furthermore, perfectly fulfilling Ji Jue's request to 'avoid killing if possible'.
Yes, before capture, no killing allowed, after capture, take them to court, pass judgnt as you please!
What is this?
This is the army of justice, the force of kingship!
Bam!
A flash of light from the sky, alarms sounded again; it was as if sothing descended from above, but soon, the alarm was lifted.
An elderly woman with the emblem of Chongguang appeared on deck, politely presenting her credentials to the officer, thanking him for his valorous actions, and earnestly requesting to et with the dical team mbers.
"Mother Letayo?"
Yu Shu recognized her, hesitated: "Didn't you go to the main sect? Why would you..."
Letayo's expression was complex; he sighed wistfully and hugged them: "I'm sorry, kids, I was of no use.
Just now, I was eting with the Seven Cities, pleading for assistance, but who would have thought that Old Man Deng would seek help himself.
After confirming your safety, he confessed to the sect.
Although he was reprimanded and warned, I must say, in all these years, this is the one thing he's done that suits my taste the best. I had already planned, if it couldn't be resolved, I would have asked for exile myself."
"Father, is everything alright with Father?" Yu Shu asked nervously.
The other mbers were equally concerned.
The term "Father," like "Mother," is used by children raised in the church for their caregivers, and although it varies in different places, elders and children without blood relations take pride in this bond that is not constrained by blood.
"Rest assured, he's fine. He's currently suspended for review, just a process to go through; after all, nothing went wrong. Oh, by the way, thank that Mr. Ji for ."
Before leaving, Mother Letayo reached out, hugged Yu Shu, and smiled: "You did very well too; you didn't let him down."
Yu Shu was silent for a mont, then gave a self-deprecating smile.
He opened his collar.
The badge had already turned pitch black.
He said, "Mother, I killed soone."
"..."
Letayo was stunned, looking at him in disbelief. Soon, just as if she had read sothing, she saw the events of the past, and her eyes glistened with faint tears.
"My poor child."
She continued to embrace the young man before her, stood on her toes, and kissed his forehead.
"Don't be afraid."
She said: "Even so, I am still proud of you."
Yu Shu stiffened, bit his lip.
Unable to resist anymore, he hugged her.
And burst into tears.
.
Mother Letayo left, just like when she ca, though her footsteps were light.
The most critical matter had been resolved, and the rest could be addressed slowly. At dawn tomorrow, the Chongguang Church will express gratitude to the righteous actions of the Seven Cities Defense Fleet and send a humanitarian dical team to the Seven Cities. At the sa ti, they will harshly condemn Aikonzo's horrific actions.
At least, that's how it was on the surface.
And that's all that was needed.
Reputation is power; the Chongguang Church only needs to express its stance. Next, smart people will naturally seize this opportunity to act as the world's justice.
And in the thin mist, Yu Shu stood on the ship, dazedly looking at the water in the distance.
Amidst the surging waves, there was a mont when he once again heard the distant singing, the corpses passing by, floating away to the distance.
When he turned back in confusion, he saw the outline of an island, looming in the thickest part of the white mist, and even on the island, the towering structure rising as if touching the sky…
But then everything disappeared.
Never to be seen again.
He couldn't hear the singing anymore.
.
.
"Strange…"
In the workshop, Ji Jue frowned, staring at the chart on the screen before him: "Did the signal just disappear for another two seconds? Was it satellite transmission delay?"
"No, sir," Isis replied, "The signal disappeared twice, once for four seconds, and once for three seconds. In our observations, there was noise and interference, as well as abnormal spiritual fluctuations."
Ji Jue imdiately frowned: "Was it the Chosen One causing trouble behind the scenes?"
"No, upon comparison, it seed more like a natural phenonon, but there is too little data, and too much interference to discern anything for now."
Isis said, "I have archived it; should we continue to observe it later?"
"If we co across it, let's analyze it further,"
Ji Jue yawned, having controlled remotely all night, he was tired too.
"The elder sent a ssage thanking you, and I replied on your behalf," Isis said, "And also, Mr. Minkler called."
"Put it through."
Once the call connected, everything was as expected, like Ji Jue had arranged, without any surprises.
Only what happened on the ship, and the acts of atrocity and evidence dug out from Aikonzo's gang left Ji Jue stunned for a long ti.
"...Is that so? I see."
He lowered his eyes, suddenly said, "Since they are pirates and invaders, execute them… swiftly and thoroughly, eliminate the evil completely.
This way, it will serve as a warning to others, won't it?"
"Don't worry, leave it to ."
Minkler patted his chest, made a lot of promises, then reluctantly hung up the phone.
Hoping Uncle Ji would reward him more generously.
Begging, sobbing, the child really wants it!
Give a little more, please!
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