Japan, Winter Beijing.

In the command center of a certain military base, there were two people waiting quietly.

If Nakai Koichi and Abe Zhongnan were here, they would definitely recognize them at a glance. The two people in front of them were the two who went to the hotel to ask Ye Fan's whereabouts.

At this time, no one spoke in Nuo Da's room, only the sound of various complex and sophisticated instruments echoed here.

In front of the table, there is the fragrance of tea.

Finally, a voice came from the radio pager.

"Commander, the Monarch cruise ship has appeared on the radar, please instruct."

"Very well, everything is going according to plan."

After hearing the news, the general in front of him immediately ordered in a deep voice.

After finishing speaking, the general sat back on the chair, looked at the man in the suit in front of him, and laughed.

"Haha~"

"Mr. Chu, everything is going well."

"The missile unit of the First Division under my banner has arrived at the designated location."

"The strike target also appeared within the range of the fire control radar."

"In a few minutes, you will receive the news that the Huaxia boy has died."

"Well, thank you Commander Sato. I'll replace wine with tea, toast!" The man raised his glass and clinked drinks.

"Haha~"

"Mr. Chu, please be polite."

"It is my honor to serve Truman."

Sato laughed.

Sato's laughter echoed throughout the room.

Almost at the same time, a number of heavy trucks were stationed on a high ground adjacent to Tokyo Bay on the Pacific coast.

If you are a military fan who is familiar with the military, you will definitely recognize at a glance that the group of mysterious troops in front of you is one of the Japanese missile forces.

After receiving the order from the superior to start the plan, all the soldiers here began to mobilize.

"Missile No. 1 is in place~"

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"The second missile is in place..."

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"Missile No. 4 is in place..."

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