February 6, 12:10 AM.

The Airbus A280, having reactivated its stealth shield, roared into the dark night sky.

The diameter between Palermo and Paris is at least 1,500 kilometers, and even at the speed of an Airbus A280, it would take an estimated two hours to reach the destination.

The plane flies in a straight line across the sea, passing over the Tyrrhenian Sea and the Ligurian Sea.

Despite the protection of the [Shielding Veil], Lin Dong's private vehicle is completely undetectable by existing satellites and radars on Earth.

But the cautious Boss Lin still prefers to fly in the dark.

Nothing more.

He can block visual and radar detection, but he cannot hide his voice.

With the cover of night, one's movements will be more concealed...

Two hours later, the plane will land at a farm 30 kilometers away from the 13th arrondissement of Paris.

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In the southwest of Paris, there is an ordinary farm hidden in the night.

In the open area to the south of the farm, there is a very secluded small airport.

Needless to say, this farm named Sain was also purchased by the Black Face Organization and is considered one of the organization's many secret bases.

The new owner of Sain Farm is, on the surface, a fat Chinese man named Cheng Ye.

Cheng Ye grew up in the 13th arrondissement of Paris, also known as Goboran. After turning 30, he suddenly divorced his wife and disappeared for five years before reappearing in the sight of the locals.

Outsiders have no idea that Cheng Pangzi, who usually has a kind face and used to be too afraid to even kill a chicken, has now become the head of operations for the Black Face organization in Paris.

Saien Farm mainly grows vegetables and raises free-range chickens. Most of the farm's products are supplied to Chinese restaurants in District 13.

The 13th arrondissement is not the most economically developed area in Paris, but it has a strong local flavor due to the presence of more than 200,000 Chinese people living and working there.

Chinatown in the 13th arrondissement is shaped like a six-pointed star, with six wide streets radiating outwards from Place Italia at its center.

Along both sides of these six streets are shops, malls, gold shops, martial arts schools, bone marrow shops, and other establishments that are most popular with Southeast Asian Chinese.

In particular, there are all kinds of Chinese restaurants, and you can find almost all kinds of Chinese cuisine here, which are hard to find even in Europe.

......

Cheng Ye has been busy for the past two days.

He didn't sleep a wink last night in order to welcome his idol.

The lights were off at the Sainn Farm.

From the outside, it appeared that the person inside was already fast asleep.

Little did anyone know that the farm had been placed on high alert three hours earlier.

Fatty Cheng knew best that at least 300 masked gunmen were lurking in the quiet night.

"Report to the captain, we have received a diversion signal from Unit 0."

"The plane will land at the designated location in 20 minutes."

"To reiterate: the plane will land at the designated location in 20 minutes!"

The military communicator in Fatty Cheng's hand transmitted the signalman's report.

"Received. Recheck all runway safety indicators. Turn on the runway indicator lights in 15 minutes..."

Fatty Cheng's heart raced as he looked towards the temporary command tower beside him:

"I'm coming right away!"

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On the A280 passenger plane, which was flying smoothly, Lin Dong opened his slightly closed eyes.

Flight attendant Xiao Rong had just politely woken him up, saying that they would arrive at their destination in 20 minutes, following a specific flight route.

The passenger plane is flying over the Hauts-de-Seine department, which belongs to the Paris region, as it passes through the clouds.

Lin Dong silently activated the third eye between his eyebrows.

Through the thick clouds and the dense darkness of night, he could see the dim lights on the ground.

It seemed that two faint, light blue navigation lights were flying towards them from the left rear of their flight path...

"Huh?"

Lin Dong's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in surprise.

Judging from the speed at which the navigation lights approached, it should be no less than 2,000 km/h, which is more than twice as fast as his A280.

A speed of 2,000 kilometers per hour is close to Mach 2, which is twice the speed of sound.

Based on Lin Dong's experience, the speed of ordinary commercial airliners simply cannot reach this level.

Unless, this is a fighter jet?!

In the mid-to-late 1990s, there were very few active-duty fighter jets with this speed.

The fastest should be the MiG-25 from the Northern Bear Country, with a maximum speed of Mach 3.2, which is equivalent to 3920 km/h.

Secondly, there is the Su-27, with a maximum speed of Mach 2.35, approximately 2,500 km/h.

Meanwhile, the US F-15 and F-16 can also reach speeds of around Mach 1.8 to 2.

However, in Lin Dong's memory, there didn't seem to be any US air force bases in France, and of course, there wouldn't be any F-15 or F-16 aircraft there.

As for the Russian MiG-25 and Su-27, it is even less likely that they will be here.

The only remaining possibility is the Gallic Air Force!

Because the French Air Force, which is equipped with Mirage 2000 fighter jets, most likely received intelligence assistance from the CIA or the Pentagon.

If we use a pre-prepared acoustic remote sensing instrument, combined with satellite imagery, to make inferences.

They would then have an 80% chance of being able to deduce the flight path of Lin Dong's plane.

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