The group of people was all startled and turned back in unison.
They saw a man missing a leg, sitting in a chair, pale-faced, looking at them with a mournful expression.
Major Elvin was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "Mr. Ryan, how are you here?"
He immediately realized something was wrong; Ryan’s strange appearance and odd expression seemed suspicious.
Suddenly, Ryan raised his right hand, holding a wooden carving, his expression worse than before: "I’m very sorry."
Major Elvin sensed danger, reached for his waist, wanting to pull out his pistol to kill Ryan.
At this point, he was no longer concerned about rescuing Mr. Ryan; he just wanted to survive.
A terrifying scene unfolded.
Including Major Elvin, the heads of the six soldiers here suddenly disappeared.
Six jets of blood spurted out.
The place immediately became bloody.
Ryan suddenly disappeared.
A camera nearby captured Ryan’s appearance and disappearance.
A voice sounded inside the communicator: "Major Elvin, what’s the situation over there?"
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The voice grew anxious: "Major Elvin, please answer!"
The Carmenians troops received an order to cease firing at the building and began retreating.
Yang Fan smiled: "Mr. Ryan’s mysterious ’defection’ will certainly plunge the Carmenians into complete confusion."
Ryan suddenly appeared in the command center, and a group of officers all lost their heads; it’s hard for him to shake off the suspicion of defection.
This mission to rescue Mr. Ryan naturally turned into an absolute joke.
Yang Fan then linked to the Golden Eagle, starting to observe Taibao Base in the distance.
Carmenia already noticed something was wrong, and the entire base was in turmoil.
Several fighter jets quickly took off.
A large number of armored vehicles rapidly left Taibao Base, rushing toward Hejia City.
Yang Fan chuckled: "Looks like we really stirred up a hornet’s nest."
More soldiers surrounded the building.
The highest-ranking commander of the base, Ronald, received a message.
He was incredulous: "What? All the enemies in the target building have withdrawn?"
The subordinate on the communicator said in a low voice: "Yes, we’ve searched carefully, haven’t found even a shell."
Ronald cursed: "Are you all blind? There were at least fifty people; how could they have vanished silently?"
He cursed again: "You are all useless!"
The subordinate was silent.
Ronald suppressed his anger and said: "I’ll come over to take a look."
Three minutes passed.
A thunderous roar was heard.
A giant mushroom cloud suddenly rose within the base.
It seemed like the ammunition depot exploded.
Yang Fan felt the ground vibrate several times.
The smile on his face grew wider: "After luring the snake out of its hole, then a strategy to draw the tiger from the mountain, the teachings of Great Xia ancestors indeed are effective."
The explosion’s shockwave swept through the vast Hejia City.
Many buildings’ glass shattered.
Even some trees were toppled.
Yang Fan observed the commotion, exclaimed: "Oops, seems I’ve accidentally made things bigger."
He felt a bit regretful: "There must’ve been some trade inside the base, but I am powerless to investigate."
He also thought, even if it were investigated, judging by their behavior, they’d probably continue sneakily elsewhere.
After all, old habits die hard.
Yang Fan suddenly understood the thoughts of Great Xia’s high command: "Perhaps only by forming a Human Alliance can we maximally reduce human internal friction."
Before, he didn’t understand why care about foreign lands?
Now, he gradually realized this is a genuine concern for the world.
Only by having a broader vision can Great Xia People go farther.
Yang Fan leisurely stood up: "The Throwing Superpower is acquired, time to leave."
The helicopter was impacted by the shockwave, lost balance, swaying.
The highest-ranking commander Ronald sat in one of the helicopters, breaking into a cold sweat.
Fortunately, the pilot’s skills were excellent and the helicopter’s performance was good, quickly regaining balance.
Ronald watched the mushroom cloud in the base rise higher, his face turning grim.
He no longer doubted, knowing he fell for the enemy’s trap.
He was filled with confusion.
Who exactly are the enemies? What are their aims? How did they silently lead us by the nose?
The more Ronald thought, the more he felt the enemy was terrifying.
This high-ranking officer immediately thought of a more serious problem.
How should I report to the country, and how would the bureaucrats in Capital White Stone City handle me?
Ronald suddenly had a strong feeling he likely wouldn’t stay long in Ying Sang.
After being dismissed and summoned back to the country, his future seemed bleak, unlikely to rise again.
He couldn’t restrain and cursed: "Damn it!"