Godly Son-in-law

C520 Overseas Operation



C520 Overseas Operation

1"Okay, I'll get someone to investigate immediately!"    

    

Lin Zhan carefully put the information into his pocket. Finally, he had a clear target.    

    

"I'll give you an authorization code! This was the permit to temporarily use the Skynet communication function. " At that time, you won't have to worry about losing contact with others. "    

    

Xu Beichuan gave Lin Zhan a device similar to an electronic password lock. The authorization code on it was randomly generated and refreshed according to the time. If Lin Zhan used it, he would have to verify it in his phone first before receiving the Skynet Satellite's communication signal.    

    

The strategy of the military leaders was very effective for Turing. They were hiding outside of the continent of Austin. Turing on a small island was almost the same as Commander-in-Chief without a post.    

    

Not only were all inter-country communications cut off, but even the flight routes of the aircraft were cut off. Without approval, they could only fly in a certain country's area.    

    

Because after leaving the airspace of a certain area, there was no GPS or other means of communication, so the aircraft could not even find the destination airport.    

    

Turing was a little depressed. Back then, after he controlled the airspace centers of a few major countries, he had only used the super computing ability of the satellite chip to create his new chip. He did not expect that all the satellites would be integrated into his own hands.    

    

Now that the ten major countries had joined forces and made such a move, he simply did not have any means of counterattacking.    

    

"Boss, Dr. Dorut has already returned to the main city of the Union. Should we go over and discuss countermeasures? " Currently, there is no longer any source of raw materials for the construction of factories on the island. They are all under the control of the government. "    

    

Zuo Mingsi, the personal bodyguard, said that he had recently seen Turing idling around as if he had come to the seaside for a vacation. He no longer had any ambition.    

    

"Didn't he retreat in a sorry state as well? Many biochemical research and development bases were shut down in a hurry!"    

    

"However, the biochemical microbes in his hands are easy to carry. By then, the efficiency of producing biochemical warriors will be very high."    

    

"Good, good, good... Call these few people in front of us. Let's go."    

    

Turing did not want to meet her partner in such a sorry state. However, now wasn't the time to suffer for his face.    

    

They rode the speedboat from the island to Mooben City on the southeast coast of the Union. It was less than a hundred nautical miles away from the overseas island of Tasmania.    

    

"Master, you're back!"    

    

A middle-aged man with blonde hair and blue eyes stood at the entrance of the luxurious manor to welcome Turing. He was the manager of a wealthy family that had been assimilated by Turing.    

    

There was no way to create bionic warriors now, and Turing could only use some assimilation methods to expand her influence.    

    

Money was very easy to obtain, but it was not so easy to increase her combat strength.    

    

"How's the contact with the mercenary group? They must be able to carry out overseas missions."    

    

Turing looked at the assimilated Delphus beside her. She had already decided to use the oldest Fang Fa to begin her next move.    

    

Let the mercenaries confirm the bases of Z Nation and the surrounding bionic warriors, manually activate them, and then give the order to attack.    

    

No matter what type of bionic warriors they were, if they were not used for a long time, they would slowly turn into scrap metal.    

    

The powerful combat power that Shadow displayed made Turing somewhat confident in them.    

    

"Reporting to Master, we have temporarily contacted an organization called Hurricane Mercenary Group. However, most of their activities are in the bustling sailing routes. These people are all pirates. If they engage in surface warfare..." Delphus was a little worried.    

    

"We can't do anything. Give me money! "If they agree, come to me to discuss the specific plan."    

    

Turing didn't care if it was land or sea. As long as they had combat power, they would welcome them.    

    

Delphus immediately retreated to contact the mercenary captain.    

    

At this moment, Dolorette had also arrived in Mooben City.    

    

After the countdown for the Internet Cutting Plan began, the entire world carried out a super large transport. Everyone had to choose a place where they could stay for a long time in the future. Otherwise, they would have to be stuck somewhere else.    

    

There was a milky white building on the beach of Mooben City. This was the office building of Future Finance Investment Company.    

    

Dr. Dorut had invested in many important companies and businesses in the entirety of the Union, making this place his business base.    

    

"Contact the people on the fleet and see if there is any way to restore ocean shipping. If it doesn't work, then apply for navigation from the government. We have to open up contact with Country Z first." Dorut gave the order to his secretary beside him.    

    

"There are a lot of business applicants now. We'll probably wait for a long time if we wait for the number..."    

    

"Spend money! Let's see which one of them is in the front row and rent a few warehouses from their transport ships. " I'm not going to transport the goods I'm looking at over there. "    

    

"Dr. Dorut wants to seal off Z-Country and the entire Southeast Asian Sea by disrupting commercial shipping routes. Due to the Nets Above Snares Below, many air and sea routes were restricted. Their transportation capacity could not meet the demand for transportation. If the situation was worse, the higher-ups might consider how to restore Internet communication.    

    

In the afternoon, the leader of Hurricane Mercenary Group, the one-eyed man, was brought to Dorut.    

    

One of his eyes was blind and covered with a black eyepatch.    

    

Just like his companions, he had a dark skin and a fishy smell all over his body.    

    

"Our Hurricane Team is not cheap! You need to be mentally prepared!" The one-eyed man casually sat opposite Dorut's desk.    

    

"No problem, no problem!" Dorut made a gesture to the secretary beside him. The latter took out two leather boxes and opened them. A stack of thick cash was neatly placed inside.    

    

"This is a deposit of four million yuan. After it is settled," the secretary said. There is still a reward of ten million yuan!"    

    

"Great! Tell me your plan!"    

    

The one-eyed man asked his subordinate to keep the money box.    

    

The port near the Demon Metropolis and the port in the east of Yanjing was the largest port in the country. Many powerful families had come here to sell their goods.    

    

Because of the need for satellite navigation, the number of ships transported by the sea was much less than before. Dorut wanted to make these big families suffer heavy losses to further the sea trade of Country Z.    

    

"Hahaha! ... You are simply throwing eggs at a rock. Why do you have such thoughts? Isn't it good to just deal with a single target?"    

    

The one-eyed man couldn't figure out what benefits this would bring to his employer. After disrupting the situation, it would be impossible for his business force to expand.    

    


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