As the looming barrier gradually dissipated like wisps of smoke, the Flying Eagle Fighter Squadron was instantly enveloped in a tense atmosphere, rapidly entering a state of full alert. Hundreds of fighter planes of various shapes resembled nimble steel behemoths, their cold metallic luster gleaming in the sunlight, poised for battle. Each aircraft's fuselage was etched with the unique insignia of its respective unit, as if silently proclaiming its respective glory and mission. The pilots, clad in heavy flight suits, had a steely, stern look on their faces, their eyes revealing a focus and determination that spoke of their deep regard for the mission ahead and their fearless commitment.

The atmosphere within the Western Theater Command Center was as solemn as the calm before a storm. On a massive display screen, constantly flashing data intertwined with real-time images, showcasing every movement in the airspace. Staff officers bustled about their posts with swift and measured efficiency, their eyes focused and sharp as they relayed instructions and information, their hands rustling as they flipped through documents and reports. Signal lights on the communications equipment flickered continuously, and encrypted radio waves, like invisible threads, connected the center to the Central Military Commission, ensuring that every decision and every command was accurately and swiftly transmitted. The Western Theater Commander, with a solemn expression, stood at the command desk, his gaze fixed on the screen, as if he were examining a grand chess game about to unfold. He knew that at this moment, the nation's security and dignity were at stake, and there was no room for slackness or error. The atmosphere throughout the area was tense to the point of utter indifference, the air seemingly frozen, everyone's heart locked in the uncertainty of what was about to unfold.

Luo Yingxue slowly pulled Yu Kai out. Gazing at the warplanes circling the sky, Yu Kai's heart raced at the awe-inspiring spectacle. His eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, speechless at the spectacle before him. Luo Yingxue seemed to have anticipated this, unfazed. She calmly glanced around, her expression composed and composed. With a single move, she directed her attack at Lu Wu's corpse, sending the massive body soaring into the air. Before everyone's gaze, it shrank rapidly, falling into Luo Yingxue's grasp and vanishing.

Her eyes were icy as she gazed at the surrounding fighters. "Are you going to stop me?" Her voice was gentle, yet it carried a tangible force that reached the fighters, the command center, and the Military Commission. The voice seemed to carry an invisible pressure, causing everyone who heard it to feel a tightness in their hearts.

A steady middle-aged man stood up, his brow furrowed as he stared at the godlike Luo Yingxue on the screen. He was the supreme leader of the Dragon Nation... "Meet the Flying Eagle Squadron!"

"Yes!" A staff officer immediately took the order and quickly handed over a microphone, "Commander!"

The chief took the microphone and asked, "Excuse me, are you Mr. Luo from Wuqing Debt Company?" His voice came from the Eagle No. 1 fighter jet, echoing in the air with majesty and caution.

"Yes, I don't want to be an enemy of the Dragon Kingdom! Don't force me to take action!" Luo Yingxue's tone was clear and sharp, revealing strong self-confidence.

"Can I meet with you, Mr. Luo?" The chief's voice came again from the Eagle No. 1 fighter, with some sincerity.

"Come to Binhai City to find me! I want to take my son back!" After saying that, a spiritual power wrapped around Yu Kai. A flash of light passed by, and their figures had long disappeared from the picture.

Such a fast speed has already surpassed the speed of light. The entire Flying Eagle Squadron, the Western Theater Command, and the Military Commission looked at each other in shock, unable to recover for a long time.

"We have to meet this Ms. Luo. It seems that she is a friend rather than an enemy to our Long Kingdom! She is worthy of our interaction!" The chief put down the microphone and looked at the many senior executives around him.

"Chief, the United States is closing in on us step by step! They may really take action against our country this time. According to reliable intelligence, many countries are mobilizing and want to take the opportunity to use force against our country." A middle-aged man spoke with a serious tone and a face full of worry.

"Commander, our satellite imagery and the latest intelligence just transmitted indicate that a dual-carrier battle group from the United States has departed port. Led by two aircraft carriers, it is accompanied by eight anti-aircraft missile cruisers and destroyers, four anti-submarine and anti-aircraft frigates, four attack nuclear submarines, and three logistics support ships—a total of 21 vessels heading toward our country," said Commander-in-Chief Zhu Zhou, approaching with a stack of documents. The entire command center fell silent, the atmosphere instantly becoming oppressive, and everyone's expressions grew grave.

The chief's eyes were sharp as torches. After scanning the entire audience, he said in a resounding voice: "Why are you all so nervous? We in the Dragon Country have never been afraid of anyone! Let each war zone make strategic preparations. If they want to fight, we will fight them!" There was fearlessness and courage in his firm eyes, which inspired awe.

"Yes, Chief!" Everyone responded in unison, stood up and saluted in unison. Everyone's face was filled with respect for the order and determination to carry it out.

"Old Zhu, you are in charge of the overall situation here. If a fight really breaks out, we will still need the help of General Luo!" The chief turned slightly and looked at Chief No. 2 next to him, with a smile on his face.

"Are you sure you can convince her?" Leader No. 2 frowned slightly, took a step forward, stared at the leader with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"She has caused such a big trouble for my Longguo, so I have to do something to help her!" The leader smiled lightly, with calmness and confidence in his smile.

"Let Li Zhong go with you. He's sent someone to contact her before!" Commander No. 2 turned and said sternly to the guard next to him, "Go and call Li Zhong!"

"Oh! What's going on?" The leader tilted his head slightly, his eyes flashing with curiosity, and he became interested.

"After she successfully rescued the hostages in Sohaili and demanded compensation, Li Zhong sent someone to contact her. At that time, Li Zhong thought that if we ever fought with the United States, he would ask her to get back the 600 tons of gold we stored in the United States!" Chief No. 2 spoke slowly, his voice steady and clear.

"Okay, then take him with you. I'll set off now and let him tell me the details on the way." After the leader said this, he strode out with firm and powerful steps. Every step seemed to step on the hearts of everyone present, stirring up their high fighting spirit.

Luo Yingxue and Yu Kai slowly descended from their villa outside Binhai City, their figures as ethereal as a fairy. Wu Xiaohu, the portly man who had been waiting on the rooftop, immediately came up to greet them with a broad smile, his round belly swaying slightly with each step. He anxiously said, "Miss, you're finally back. The Kunlun Mountain incident has caused a huge stir, affecting countries around the world to varying degrees. However, those foreign powers, indiscriminately, are blaming the Dragon Nation for everything. The international situation has suddenly become extremely tense, with various diplomatic protests and military threats pouring in. Domestically, public opinion is also in an uproar. The people are worried and indignant, and are closely watching the subsequent developments."