Chapter 588: Only My Unique Law Chapter 588: Black Port (Part 1)

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

The reason a secret organization bears the prefix "secret" is both because its strength comes from secrecy and because its weakness lies in secrecy.

Once exposed to sunlight, the organization will collapse completely.

Large-scale arms deals, inevitable human trafficking and murder, and the self-righteous strategies for subverting small nations meant that Chen Yi didn't even need to step forward; institutions of various countries went all out to handle it, actively arresting members of the "Human Development Research Society."

The vast funds and enterprises under their names naturally also fell silently into certain people's pockets.

Although Rui Ze, Ming Ke, Waters, and the others were not arrested, the "Empire" they had built over many years suffered a heavy blow, and they themselves could hardly have any strength left — perhaps just a bit stronger than ordinary triad bosses, and that was it.

The information Chen Yi obtained was the legacy the Research Society left for its heirs, just in case. However, that "just in case" did indeed happen, yet Rui Ze and the others were helpless instead.

By the time Zhu Guangliang came to report, in the China Region alone, over three thousand Research Society members had already been arrested.

At this time, Liu Xinyu actually came to participate in the selection with great interest.

Because it was a secret organization, she had only heard of most people but never seen them; now comparing the dossiers with the real people, it seemed like a fun game.

"Unexpectedly, the famous 'Cabinet Hand' is such a withered old man." Liu Xinyu started by sighing over the celebrity.

The police officer beside her, hearing the name "Executioner's Hand," immediately changed expression.

The withered old man, handcuffed, sat across the table and hurriedly defended himself: "Officer, I'm a carpenter by trade, making cabinets; I've done handicrafts all my life, please don't misunderstand."

The officer didn't catch the meaning and sneered: "Is being an assassin also a handicraft?"

The thin old man could barely hold back tears, his hands trembling with anxiety: "I'm not an assassin; the 'cabinet' they speak of is a wooden cabinet, people used to joke and call me 'Cabinet Hand,' but I really am a carpenter."

"What would a secret organization want a carpenter for?" The officer on the side was also responsible for interrogation; because there were too many people, they couldn't interrogate everyone at once, so they picked those who looked like the most vicious criminals. The type that looked like a death sentence was usually the easiest to question and yielded the most merit. Slippery types like the thin old man were usually not favored; if not for Chen Yi and the others requesting an investigation, they wouldn't have had time to question him.

Cabinet Hand wore a mournful face, head bowed, mumbling: "They sometimes like props, so I make them."

The officer froze for a moment, then instantly revealed a lewd, understanding expression.

Chen Yi rolled his eyelids and asked Liu Xinyu: "Want him?"

"Yes." Liu Xinyu tossed Cabinet Hand's dossier into the frame as if buying something at a supermarket.

Chen Yi nodded at that officer; the latter gave a hehe smile and said to the thin old man: "Carpenter, you're lucky; make more coffins and accumulate virtue from now on, understand?"

"Yes, Officer, I understand." After only about a month inside, the old man had already become thoroughly familiar with everything in prison; the so-called elite temperament has never been able to withstand brutality.

"Next." The officer drew out the sound into the intercom. He wasn't too clear on Chen Yi and Liu Xinyu's identities; anyway, orders came from the top of the top, he just did everything as told.

The one who entered this time was a towering, burly man.

Liu Xinyu compared the resume again and again, then suddenly smiled: "You're 'Bomb Dwarf'?"

The big man, about 2 meters tall, had a dark reddish face and said in a deep, muffled voice: "I'm just 'Bomb'."

The last two characters were too embarrassing for him to say out loud.

The officer slammed the table: "Attitude! I'm asking your nickname, are you 'Bomb Dwarf' or not?"

"Yes."

"Yes what?"

The big man replied helplessly: "Yes, I'm 'Bomb Dwarf'."

Chen Yi couldn't help laughing, thinking: The country truly has talent; just look at these prison guard comrades. Not only can beauties turn tempered steel into something soft around the finger, but acquired handsome officers can do it too.

Liu Xinyu asked a few more questions, then tossed the resume into the frame, her arm trembling along with her quivering chest, and gave a crafty smile: "Our Mining Department has gained another project team."

They mostly recruited the Research Society's professionals, mainly at the middle-management level and below. Of course, apart from Chen Yi's group, other national departments also showed considerable interest. However, they had many constraints, and with Zhu Guangliang blocking the front, it was basically only after Chen Yi finished selecting that anyone else would get in.

By evening, the selection of notable figures was more or less done; Chen Yi stretched lazily and smiled: "Shall we eat first? I've never eaten in a prison before."

As he spoke, he blinked; Liu Xinyu's face instantly reddened.

"Eating" at different locations carries profoundly deep significance.

Bang bang.

The interrogation room door was knocked.

The officer straightened up with a hua; he had been sneaking glances at the beauty, and now felt the embarrassment of being caught, roaring: "What's going on?"

"Looking for Mr. Chen."

The officer couldn't say anything bad, and reluctantly opened the door.

Su Yuanchun entered quickly, leaned in and whispered: "Hall Master, there's a situation from Moscow."

"What happened?"

"Reportedly, they were attacked by a Giant Dragon."

"Where?" Chen Yi forcefully suppressed the stormy waves in his heart, showing no shock; he didn't even reveal any expression.

Su Yuanchun composed himself and continued whispering: "1,200 kilometers from West River City-State, at Black Port."

Black Port is a name given by the Russians; it is a super natural harbor, water depth over 80 meters, with a 200-meter-deep waterway capable of accommodating any ship in the world; geographically speaking, its value exceeds Hong Kong.

However, it is too far from West River, too close to the God Temple Battlefield; without a special opportunity, it might not develop for a hundred or two hundred years. Chen Yi had too many choices, so he looked down on it, but the Russians were ambitious, wanting to carve out their own territory in a region far from West River City-State.

Their greed for territory has a long history, and their longing for a port runs through their ethnic history. For a single sea outlet, at least 10 million Slavs died unnatural deaths. After they came to the West Continent, this ethnic thinking inertia still remained.

Who could have imagined that anti-aircraft guns and man-portable missiles could not stop a Giant Dragon.

"Casualties?" Chen Yi's mood was heavy, not because of the Russians, but because of the Giant Dragon itself. This was the second time it had launched an attack; Chen Yi could not discern its behavior pattern, and deep worry for his own safety arose.

If that Giant Dragon seen from afar that day appeared, even with 10 modified surface-to-ship missiles, Chen Yi had no confidence he could repel it.

Kill it?

Chen Yi was unwilling to consider this problem; on the West Continent there is obviously more than one Giant Dragon. These things, stronger than Divine Art Knights, probably only fail under specific environments.

They are like monsters at the top of the food chain; besides nature, any creature can only wait in threat.

Su Yuanchun, who had just read the firsthand intelligence, was sharp-minded and pointed out the key points: "All 100,000 tons of material reserves they stockpiled were destroyed, two 10,000-ton ships sank, one 100,000-ton oil tanker sank, and four other ships were severely damaged. Given local conditions, they can probably only scuttle them."

Pausing, Su Yuanchun added: "Personnel casualties are preliminarily estimated at over 3,000, with current deaths exceeding 1,000, and more will come later. Basically, except for the coal mine and living area being developed 30 kilometers away, Black Port has returned to how it was three months ago."

Aside from casualties, the greatest loss here was that 100,000-ton oil tanker. Even though on Earth a 100,000-ton-class tanker was small fry, to drag it from the dry dock into the Subway, Chen Yi not only mobilized nearly a hundred Divine Art Knights and various new technologies, but also personally went into battle shirtless with a Scroll.

Now calculating it, this ship survived less than two months, truly a pity.

"It seems I have to make a trip." Chen Yi shook his head and said to Liu Xinyu: "After you select the personnel, stay in Jiangning for now. Also, contact Northern Industry again and place them new orders."

Ten surface-to-ship missiles could wipe out an entire Allied fleet from the WWII era, but facing a Giant Dragon, Chen Yi truly lacked confidence.

Leaving Yin Senyong as a Bodyguard, Chen Yi returned to Jiangning and immediately met the representative from Moscow. She was a furry woman with shapely long legs and a deep décolletage, but from her gaze and movements, she seemed somewhat like Zhu Guangliang's counterpart.

Su Yuanchun was quite wary of her and whispered: "This woman speaks Chinese, Japanese, and Korean, and surely English too. If she weren't a bit cold, she'd truly have exotic charm."

The woman's ears were sharp, though; from less than 10 meters away, she giggled: "This woman is called Bafala. My English isn't as good as my Chinese, Mr. Chen Yi. Thank you for coming quickly."

"You're welcome. What's the situation?"

Su Yuanchun gave an embarrassed laugh and retreated to the back.

Bafala said in an extremely rough voice: "A Giant Dragon destroyed everything at Black Port, flying as far as 200 kilometers. We want to ask Mr. Chen to step in and discuss countermeasures. Also, we hope to transport more weapons into the West Continent."

No matter how great the power of the Channel Committee, ultimately transportation needs to go through Chen Yi. With his Shenjia level, he usually covers an entire Carriage, and a casual sweep can find all sorts of special items. Missiles, Nuclear Missiles, and other arms simply cannot be smuggled.

To say they wanted to ask Chen Yi to discuss countermeasures would be less accurate than saying they wanted to use powerful weapons to solve the problem themselves, while incidentally equipping themselves.

After all, the quantity of weapons can never be just right.

Chen Yi smiled faintly and asked: "What weapons do you want to transport?"

"The list is here." Bafala was Prepared, and she unfolded a list fully 50 centimeters long.

One S-300V surface-to-air missile battalion.

Six Ka-52 Armed Helicopters.

One Kilo-class Conventional Submarine.

Four Su-30 Fighter Jets.

Seeing the first item, Chen Yi shook his head inwardly. Moscow was preparing to fight the Giant Dragon like a fighter jet, which was why they equipped a surface-to-air missile battalion. Perhaps in their eyes, Giant Dragon skin that single-soldier missiles and anti-aircraft guns could not Penetrate could certainly not withstand the explosion of standard missiles.

If it were really that simple, the Giant Dragon wouldn't dominate the West Continent.

Chen Yi curled his lip and said: "With your configuration, I'm afraid you cannot resist the Giant Dragon."

Bafala's eyes flickered and she said: "Enough."

Seeing his look, Chen Yi glanced at the list again and finally Realized: it turned out the weapons they were sending to the West Continent were all weapons available Domestically.

"Fine, then you try it." Seeing through Russia's mindset, Chen Yi naturally couldn't be bothered to say more.

Bafala, meanwhile, happily thanked him repeatedly.

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