Nine nuclear submarines, and a suicide explosion that will never come back.
There is nothing that cannot be done without hundreds of billions.
He was determined to fight Jing Mohao to the end.
Without Mo Yao Tianxia, even if both of them lost hundreds of billions of current assets at the same time, he would still have more commercial fixed assets than Jing Mo Hao.
In the end, he would win.
But his purpose was to use up all of Jing Mohao's capital before he gave up, so that he would no longer be able to fight back after becoming a prisoner.
Jing Mohao had never been prepared for such thoughts.
Even when he could win the throne, he never thought of driving Jing Mulie away.
This is the biggest difference between the two brothers.
Yan Yu was angrily on the side, "They are so despicable, they" "Okay."
Jing Mohao interrupted Yan Yu's subsequent indignation and said calmly, "A soldier never tires of deceit.
If you lose, you lose."
"Yes, young master, what should we do now?"
"How many brothers have withdrawn?"
Jing Mohao asked seriously.
"We are still sending planes back and forth for rescue," Yan Yu raised his hand and looked at his watch, "If there is a follow-up impact, it is expected that our base will be completely sunk in five minutes.
The exact number of victims is expected to wait another ten.
You’ll find out in minutes.”
"First settle the people who come out, and report to me as soon as you get the specific numbers."
"yes."
"Wait a minute," Jing Mohao suddenly thought of something, "Go to several civil aviation companies and use their backup aircraft to provide reinforcements and rescue people."
"Yes, young master."
When Yan Yu heard this idea, he rushed out immediately.
Seeing that things had developed to such an extent, Jian Qing could only wait for the final result to come out, hoping it wouldn't be too bad.
The two of them just stood in the living room and waited.
No one sat down and no one spoke.
Ten minutes passed, and Jing Mohao's cell phone didn't ring.
Another ten minutes passed and still no sound.
The two looked at each other and felt something was wrong.
Jing Mohao took out his cell phone and dialed Yan Yu directly.
"What's going on?"
Jing Mohao asked seriously.
Procrastination has never been his trained style.
Even if there are special circumstances, it is impossible to take twice as long as expected.
Yan Yu was obviously still directing something.
He finally took a breath and hurriedly replied to Jing Mohao.
"Young Master, Master Ling" "What's wrong with Ling Feng?"
Jing Mohao's voice was obviously urgent.
When Jian Qing heard that it was about Ling Feng, she immediately pricked up her ears.
"Master Ling, he flew a military plane and destroyed a nuclear submarine.
The other party sent a total of ten submarines, but only nine were attacked.
The last one was intercepted by Master Ling, and our base stopped sinking. ,only" "Where are the others?"
"Still salvaging" Yan Yu didn't dare to say.
They had been salvaging in depth for more than ten minutes.
Except for a pile of wreckage, there was no sign of anyone.
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There was no guarantee that the collision between the military aircraft driven by Ling Feng and the nuclear submarine would have triggered a nuclear explosion.
At least for now, not a single person was seen, only a pile of debris that could hardly be identified as an aircraft or a nuclear submarine.
If it hadn't been for the explosion, it would be impossible for these hard military weapons to be in such a state.
"Search harder until you find it for me," Jing Mohao ordered resolutely.
The fingers holding the phone tightened, as if he could crush the phone into a piece of scrap metal immediately
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