Chapter 916: Special Transaction

He Yuzhu calmly took the prepared high-explosive explosives from his Personal Space, slipped into the interior of the aircraft carrier without a sound, and followed the intricate cabin corridors, stuffing each piece of modified explosive into every hidden dead corner of this giant warship's ammunition depot.

After finishing this, he did not stop.

Halfway through, he ran into a lone patrolling navy soldier; He Yuzhu raised his hand and used a hand-blade strike to knock the person unconscious, nimbly stripped off the opponent's standard military uniform to put on himself, and using this disguise, swaggered through the layers of the carrier's cabins.

Whenever he encountered sentries coming up to question or verify his identity, he would put them into his space without a word; when there was no one around, he would continue to plant explosives.

Pipeline gaps, the bent pipes of the engine room, and the side of the main fuel control valve were all detonation points he had selected.

He made a full circle inside the carrier, and He Yuzhu had essentially figured out the defensive loopholes of this giant ship: typically tight on the outside but loose on the inside.

The deck was heavily guarded with sentries everywhere, but in the core areas deep within the ship's cabins, the patrol force was sparse, and the defenses were absurdly weak.

The explosives he used this time were all upgraded, custom-made models, with signal receiving modules only the size of a fingernail, maximizing their concealment.

Even if he retreated to tens of kilometers away, as long as he pressed the detonation button on the satellite phone, all the bombs on the entire ship would instantly detonate in synchronization.

From the bow to the stern, every hidden location that could conceal explosives was filled by him.

At this moment, this majestic ocean-going aircraft carrier had already been reduced to a giant powder keg floating on the sea surface.

With the finishing work complete, He Yuzhu snuck all the way down along a narrow equipment maintenance passage and finally slid silently into the cold seawater from a drainage outlet at the stern of the ship.

The moment he entered the water, he immediately opened his space, released a portable kayak, gripped the oars, and rowed hard, retreating toward the open sea without looking back.

After rowing a full several nautical miles away, the massive aircraft carrier behind him was only a dark, blurry outline, its ship lights flickering in the heavy night.

He Yuzhu stopped rowing, took out that dedicated satellite phone, and gently pressed the detonation button with his fingertip.

The next second, a deafening roar exploded!

"Boom—!!!"

The terrifying shockwave violently lifted the aircraft carrier's hull from the sea surface; the sturdy steel hull was deformed by the blast, and the carrier-based fighter jets parked on the deck were violently thrown into the sea.

Under the reflection of the sky-high flames, the entire giant ship began to take on water and sink.

The sea shockwave swept over, and the kayak under He Yuzhu was jolted violently by the giant waves; he gripped the gunwale tightly with one hand to stabilize himself, only then preventing the kayak from capsizing in the sea.

He Yuzhu looked at the fire in the distance, a cold sneer slowly curling the corners of his mouth.

The explosive yield was already astonishing, and coupled with the detonation points densely packed across the entire ship without any dead corners, the chain reaction of explosions directly hollowed out the carrier's core structure.

In this devastating explosion, there was almost no possibility of survival for the thousands of officers and soldiers on the ship.

Not long after, dense steel wreckage floated on the sea surface, and billowing black smoke mixed with flames shot straight into the night sky.

The officers and soldiers of the surrounding escort destroyer formation witnessed this scene with their own eyes; they all stood frozen on the decks staring at this sea of fire, unaware even when the items in their hands slipped and fell.

Many battle-hardened veterans felt their pupils shrink, and their blood instantly froze.

This hellish scene was a nightmare carved into their bones.

Seven or eight years ago, the desperate images of their own warships being sunk one after another, the wreckage burning on the sea, and the entire army being wiped out, reappeared before their eyes.

Everyone's morale was crushed by this sudden, devastating blow, and all the destroyer captains made the exact same decision: immediately turn around and flee at full speed with all power.

The old sailors all knew that the Shadow god of death had come again.

He Yuzhu sat in the kayak, watching the figures of the cruisers and destroyers fleeing rapidly, feeling a wave of frustration in his heart.

Originally, he had planned to use his old routine, waiting for the enemy ships to send people to search for and rescue those who had fallen into the water, then taking the opportunity to mix in and wait for a chance to detonate a new round of bombs, but now the plan had completely fallen through; this group of warships was fleeing faster than rabbits.

He Yuzhu no longer hesitated, turned on the kayak's engine switch, and the chugging motor sound cut through the sea surface as he sped toward the nearest coastline.

He chose a desolate shoal to land, and without stopping, set off for Dubai—this was the meeting place he and his Babylon ally Sadake had agreed upon in advance.

M Country's media tried their best to block the news of the aircraft carrier being sunk, but Bandao Television gave them no face at all, directly releasing live footage of the explosion with precise time codes, and all this first-hand video material had been filmed by He Yuzhu.

The news of the carrier sinking spread like wildfire across the entire Middle East, and M Country lost all face, once again becoming a laughingstock for all parties.

After receiving the encrypted email sent by He Yuzhu, Sadake did not dare to delay for a moment and set off for Dubai at top speed.

With nothing to do in the hotel room, He Yuzhu simply joked with the system: "System, you can even dig holes in space, can you unlock Spacetime Teleportation? For example, if I am on an aircraft carrier, can I teleport directly to the destroyer next to it?"

The cold system prompt sounded immediately: "This function is unlocked. Space-Time Shuttle is a fixed-price service; regardless of the teleportation distance, each use consumes two tons of gold."

He Yuzhu was so shocked he almost bit his own tongue: "Two tons? Your pricing is too predatory; can't you give a discount?"

"Non-negotiable," the system refused flatly.

He Yuzhu clicked his tongue and thought for a moment; on second thought, the strategic value brought by sinking the aircraft carrier was completely worth this expense, so his gaze locked onto Sadake. This huge sum should be borne by the Babylon side.

He immediately sent an encrypted meeting invitation and soon received a reply from Sadake confirming the meeting in Dubai.

Two days later, in a high-end, air-conditioned cafe in Dubai, Sadake, dressed in a traditional white robe, pushed the door and entered, the wrinkles on his face deepening from excitement. As soon as he sat down, he lowered his voice and gave a thumbs up, unable to hide his ecstasy: "Brother Ali, this move of yours to blow up the ship directly forced the US carrier strike group to retreat one thousand kilometers, winning us a crucial strategic buffer! Even our head of state specifically commended us, praising this operation as perfect."

He Yuzhu stood up, patted Sadake's shoulder heavily, and asked in a deep voice: "Brother Sadake, do you want to strike while the iron is hot and continue to expand the results?"

"I dream of it! I wish I could send all these invaders' warships to the bottom of the sea!" Sadake clenched his fists, his eyes full of hatred.

"I won't beat around the bush with you," He Yuzhu said frankly, "To take down this aircraft carrier, I have already emptied much of my own resources. If you want me to continue to strike and severely damage the enemy, you must provide a sum of gold as operational funding."

Sadake hurriedly asked: "How much do you need? I will do my best to help you raise it."

"Ten tons of gold. With this funding, I can help you sink at least five or six large capital ships, including one or two aircraft carriers. If the funds are not in place, subsequent operations will have to be shelved, and I will have to withdraw."

"Ten tons of gold is indeed a lot of pressure for us, Brother Ali. I must go back and ask the higher-ups for instructions. But since you have taken such a big risk for us, they will definitely cooperate fully."

At this moment, He Yuzhu suddenly remembered that he still had a large batch of high-quality weapons and ammunition stockpiled in his space, and immediately added: "I can give you an extra batch of standard military weapons. With this batch of supplies as a cushion, it will be much easier for you to raise the funds."

Sadake was overjoyed, stood up, and held his hand tightly: "This couldn't be better!"

Half a month later, both sides successfully completed the transaction: Sadake delivered the full amount of gold as promised, and He Yuzhu delivered a warehouse full of military supplies.

In the days that followed, He Yuzhu was like a lingering god of death, keeping a close eye on the movements of the M Country carrier strike group.

Any warship whose coordinates were locked by him never had a chance to escape.