Chapter 797: An Extraordinary Night

On the surface of the Persian Gulf, the wreckage of the aircraft carrier Independence was still burning, dyeing the entire sea area red.

Floating on the sea were shattered wooden planks, leaked oil, and sailors struggling desperately in the water, shouting for help.

The entire carrier strike group had descended into complete chaos.

Air raid sirens were still screaming hoarsely, figures were darting about on various warships, and the pier dispatched countless small boats to search for and rescue those comrades who had fallen into the sea.

Truly, no one had the heart to check the personnel coming and going.

He Yuzhu wore a crisp navy commander uniform and, speaking fluent American English, easily boarded a frigate.

The sentry on the deck saw this officer with the rank of major and immediately straightened his back, asking, "Sir, what are your orders?"

"I am a temporary liaison officer, ordered to inspect the ammunition depot of your frigate." He Yuzhu's tone was calm, carrying unquestionable authority.

The sentry dared not be negligent and immediately led him toward the captain's office.

He walked to a corner where no one was around; He Yuzhu's mind stirred, and he directly took that sentry into his space.

Next, he headed straight for the ammunition depot.

At this moment, the entire ship was in a state of total disarray. Even if someone bumped into him, no one gave him a second look.

Those who occasionally glanced at him couldn't escape either—He Yuzhu casually took them into his space as well, clean and efficient.

The entrance to the ammunition depot was heavily guarded, with four armed soldiers standing outside the door.

"Commander, what are your orders?" asked a white soldier on guard.

"I just came over to tell you that some Babylon agents have infiltrated the pier; you must be careful!"

"Yes, we will definitely watch the ammunition depot!" the white soldier replied.

He Yuzhu walked over, his mind stirred, and the four people vanished instantly.

Utilizing the functions of his space, he quickly opened the lock on the cabin door and strode inside.

The reserves inside were quite substantial.

MK-46 Torpedo, Standard Missile, Ship Cannon Shell... all kinds of ammunition were piled up like a mountain.

This time, He Yuzhu did not intend to move anything away; he quickly gathered these munitions together, then took two tons of High Explosive from his space, placed them in the very center, and installed a one-hour timer. Everything was done.

After finishing all this, he calmly closed the cabin door and walked out.

On the way, he ran into a few patrolling soldiers and specifically urged them: "Strengthen the guard; I just received news that Babylon agents have infiltrated the base."

The soldiers nodded repeatedly, believing his words without doubt.

He Yuzhu got off the ship. At this time, countless small boats were shuttling back and forth on the sea, rescuing the soldiers who had fallen into the water; it was chaotic.

He waved his hand, boarded a transport boat, and said to the soldier driving it: "Go to the frigate Kromelin."

"Yes, sir." The soldier immediately turned the direction.

Boarding the Kromelin, it was still smooth sailing.

The sentry saw it was a high-ranking officer and respectfully let him pass the whole way.

He Yuzhu used the same old routine, again in the name of a strike group security inspector, saying he was there to check for security hazards, and successfully entered the vicinity of the ammunition warehouse.

This ship had an especially large number of torpedoes and depth charges, packed densely throughout the cabin.

He gathered all this ammunition together, stuffed his own High-explosive Explosives in the middle, and checked his watch—there were forty minutes left until the previous ship exploded.

He thought for a moment and set the timer on this one to twenty minutes.

Letting them explode one after another would have a more shocking effect; exploding one after another was much more terrifying than exploding at the same time.

He closed the cabin door tightly and walked out swaggeringly.

After getting off the ship, a small boat happened to come over.

He stepped onto it and said to the soldier: "Go to the shore."

"Yes, sir." The soldier drove the boat nimbly and delivered him to a remote corner of the pier.

The entire pier was in a state of total chaos, only here was it relatively quiet.

He Yuzhu looked left and right; no one was there.

His mind stirred, and he took both the person and the boat into his space.

"Boom—"

A huge explosion tore through the sea surface.

One frigate exploded first.

Violent flames shot up suddenly; the entire hull was instantly swallowed by fire, and the ship was snapped in two from the middle.

Rushing seawater poured madly into the cabin, and in just over ten minutes, this warship slowly sank to the bottom of the sea.

Before the sound of the explosion here had faded, the frigate Kromelin also exploded.

Too much explosive had been placed, and the sympathetic detonation was too violent; the entire ship was blown directly into two sections, with steel beams twisted and fragments flying everywhere.

In a short time, the aircraft carrier Independence and two main warships were destroyed one after another; fire soared into the sky on the sea, and giant waves rolled, as if someone had set the entire sea area on fire.

On the remaining warships, everyone fell into extreme panic and bewilderment.

They had not detected any incoming missiles, nor had they discovered any trace of submarines, yet three warships had inexplicably exploded, sunk, and vanished.

The eerie chain of destruction caused the psychological defenses of the officers and soldiers to collapse completely; many turned pale, their legs trembling.

The commander dared not stay here for another second, hurriedly ordering a full-speed turn, and fled the outer waters of the Persian Gulf in a panic, filled with fear.

While fleeing at full speed, they desperately sent emergency distress signals back to their homeland—they dared not approach this hellish sea area ever again.

Except for one hospital ship still treating the wounded, all other large warships withdrew. By this time, it was almost dawn.

He Yuzhu had long since changed back into his own clothes, returning to that Arab appearance.

He took an off-road vehicle out of his space and drove away. By the time it was nearly noon, he had driven to a place thirty kilometers from the pier.

Not many people lived in this town, just about one or two thousand people.

There was an inn in the town.

He Yuzhu decided to stay here for two nights to see how things developed.

If there was an opportunity, he would go back and blow up a few more of their Warships.

The shopkeeper was a middle-aged man who looked quite shrewd and wore a large beard.

As soon as he saw He Yuzhu's attire, he struck up a conversation with him in Arab.

He Yuzhu could not understand a single word, so he hurriedly explained in English: "I have lived in the United Kingdom since I was a child and don't really understand the local language. Can we speak English?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the Boss heard he could speak English, he immediately said: "My name is Sanyi, and I also studied abroad in the United Kingdom; I studied at Birmingham University."

"Really? That is such a coincidence!" He Yuzhu said with a smile.

"Friend, what should I call you?" Sanyi asked enthusiastically.

"Just call me Ali," He Yuzhu said.

The two of them happily began to chat, talking about many things in the United Kingdom, and they found they were quite compatible.

After chatting about daily life for a while, Sanyi asked: "Ali, you came out of the port, right? What exactly happened there? Can you tell me about it?"

He Yuzhu smiled, "An aircraft carrier and two frigates were blown up by someone; I don't know who did it. I guess it was the people of Babylon. But I'm actually quite happy about it."

"Are you telling the truth?" Sanyi asked.

He Yuzhu nodded vigorously, "That's right, I saw it with my own eyes. I went in there to discuss business, but I didn't expect to run into something like this. Now the business can't be done."

A trace of imperceptible excitement appeared on Sanyi's face.

After He Yuzhu settled in, he went out to make a phone call.

He walked into a small grove, took out his Satellite Phone, and dialed Liu Rusi.

On the other end of the line, Liu Rusi's voice was filled with concern: "Zhuzi, how are things exactly?"

He Yuzhu said: "We were fishing at sea and encountered a storm; one large ship and two small ships sank."

Liu Rusi understood immediately and did not say much more on the phone, as who knew if anyone was monitoring their conversation.

"Then take care of your safety and come back soon."

He Yuzhu smiled and said: "Sister, I want to stay here for a while to see how things develop."

Liu Rusi knew she could not control him, so she sighed and said: "Call me anytime to tell me the situation over there, and take care of yourself."