The people were well aware that Smith Lunen was bluffing, but they dared not gamble; the Dragon Country was no longer the weak dynasty that could be bullied at will.
In seventy years since its founding, the Dragon Country had long since become a behemoth capable of directly confronting the United States, with the second-largest comprehensive national power in the world.
If a war were to break out, regardless of who won or lost, the entire world would surely be devastated. By then, all industries would wither, and the land would be strewn with corpses. Even if they survived, they would be unable to continue enjoying their former extravagant lives.
"Your Excellency, please calm down, calm down! The Dragon Country has nuclear weapons, we cannot fight, we cannot fight!"
"What are you afraid of? We'll all go down together," Smith Lunen slammed the table forcefully. "National dignity is priceless. Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"
US Secretary of State Billd Barrit understood Smith Lunen's underlying meaning and slowly stepped forward, his expression extremely sincere. "Mr. President, for world peace, for the lives of billions of innocent people, for freedom and democracy, we cannot start a full-scale war now."
"However, as the beacon of the world, the United States cannot be insulted in this manner by the Dragon Country. All traitors will continue to be tried in the Hague court under US law!"
"How about this, Mr. President? I recall you were once the director of the US Intelligence Agency. I trouble you to command the US Intelligence Agency agents to capture that traitor and give the Dragon Country a sufficient lesson, so they know that the United States cannot be lightly insulted."
Finally regaining his own power and taking back command of the US Intelligence Agency, Smith Lunen was still not satisfied. He put on a show of difficulty. "According to internal intelligence, Jing Mingqiu fled with William Sterne on an airplane."
"US Intelligence Agency agents are capable of capturing people, but destroying an airplane, we are truly powerless to do so!"
Billd Barrit looked at Smith Lunen's insatiable and smug demeanor with great displeasure, but he dared not fall out with him. He could only find the six-star general of the United States to discuss it.
After a series of exchanges of interests, Smith Lunen gained command of the US First Air Force Group.
Billd Barrit specifically instructed, "Mr. President, I will trouble you next! Remember, we absolutely cannot fire the first shot and become the sinner who instigated a world war."
"Don't worry," Smith Lunen waved his hand. "I understand. I won't fire. I plan to tear the airplane carrying William Sterne into pieces at high altitude. I want William Sterne to be smashed into a pulp!"
Smith Lunen's idea was good, but when it came time to act, the first step proved difficult for him.
Hundreds of US satellites scanned simultaneously, all radars within the country operated at full power, and all flight paths from Aqionghan to the Dragon Country were blocked. After searching for a long time, they could not find the giant fighter jet carrying William Sterne.
"Mr. President," a radar operator cautiously approached, "we still haven't found any trace of William Sterne. It's highly possible they've abandoned the idea of flying back and plan to go to the Dragon Country by other means."
Smith Lunen directly rejected the suggestion: "Impossible! A large portion of the intelligence William Sterne possesses is time-sensitive. The earlier he arrives in the Dragon Country, the higher his value, and the greater the damage to the United States."
"They would never choose the sea or land routes that consume a lot of time. They must be flying from the sky. Investigate with all your might, even if the radar overloads and breaks down, we will not hesitate!"
Just as Smith Lunen was throwing a tantrum, a communications soldier ran over with a look of joy. "Found it, found it! The radar at Area 51 has found the plane carrying William Star!"
"Found it," Smith Lunen rushed over and grabbed his shoulder. "Quick, tell me, where are they?"
The communications soldier replied, "They just passed through the United States and are now flying over the Atlantic Ocean. They are expected to enter the Dragon Country in about an hour."
"Blinded by proximity!"
The words "blinding proximity" suddenly flashed in Smith Lunen's mind. As a top official of the United States, he had carefully studied Dragon Country culture and knew these strategies, if not by heart, then at least in general.
He never expected that Jing Mingqiu would be so bold. After severely offending the United States, not only did he not flee, but he drove a plane across the entire United States and prepared to enter the Dragon Country from another direction.
No wonder all their radars and satellites could not find any trace of them.
"Don't just stand there! Jing Mingqiu is now in international waters. Notify all fighter jets of the First Air Force Group to take off and go to international waters to intercept the fighter jet carrying the traitor."
"But remember, no matter what, we cannot fire the first shot!"
Forty-eight US SLT fighter jets took off simultaneously. Accompanied by the roar of their engines, they accelerated, breaking the sound barrier in an instant and creating forty-eight huge sonic boom clouds behind them.
Mach 1, Mach 2, Mach 5, Mach 9...
The speed of the SLT fighter jets quickly reached a terrifying Mach 10. Like a black lightning bolt, it streaked across the sky.
Thinking of the various miracles Jing Mingqiu had created, Smith Lunen suddenly felt a bit nervous. He pulled over the six-star general of the United States, Saloyan Primo. "General, can we really win this time? Won't we all be torn apart by Jing Mingqiu!"
Unexpectedly, Saloyan Primo sighed, "To be honest, I really can't guarantee that our SLT fighter jets can fight against the mecha Jing Mingqiu has on him, a mecha capable of directly withstanding a nuclear explosion. It's terrifying just thinking about it."
"Then what should we do?" Smith Lunen was stunned upon hearing Saloyan Primo's words. "Since we already know we can't win, why send them to their deaths!"
Saloyan Primo smiled and gestured for him to calm down. "Don't worry, we indeed cannot defeat Jing Mingqiu's mecha. However, according to the intelligence of the US troops remaining at the frontline base in Aqionghan."
"The fighter jet that Jing Mingqiu took William Sterne in was pieced together by him using our US military fighter jets. Even if it's powerful, its own structural integrity will not be very high."
"You mean?" Smith Lunen vaguely guessed Saloyan Primo's idea, and his eyes lit up instantly.
Saloyan Primo did not rush to answer Smith Lunen's question, but instead changed the topic.
"The Dragon Country only has Jing Mingqiu wearing such a mecha. It's obvious that for some unknown reasons, the Dragon Country cannot replicate the mecha on Jing Mingqiu. And apart from Jing Mingqiu's mecha, the strength of other mechas is not particularly high."
"They can only resist ordinary light weapons. Their resistance to heavy weapons and weapons of mass destruction is not very high. Otherwise, they wouldn't have burned the fuel depot first and then attacked from underground."
"Jing Mingqiu's value is far greater than William Sterne's. They wouldn't lend Jing Mingqiu's mecha to William Sterne to wear, so we can completely do this..."