"He's a Middle Eastern politician who hired us for protection before."

"They sent me news that a large number of our Miracle Group containers have appeared in the Mediterranean Sea, floating 30 nautical miles from the Suez Canal into the Mediterranean."

"Furthermore, several nearby forces have gone to salvage the containers, and after verification, they are all Miracle Group's containers."

Bao Junyi frowned and asked, "Is the news confirmed to be true?"

"It's almost there."

Bao Junyi's face was terribly gloomy as he asked word by word, "Did you say what force it was?"

"No specific information, but I learned from the merchant ships passing nearby that there was an Israelite fleet performing operations nearby."

Bao Junyi clenched his fists and said angrily, "Well, you're so impatient that you dare to attack so brazenly?"

"Then, forget about my revenge."

Wang Gang asked worriedly, "Boss, do you want to investigate further?"

"After all, I'm worried that someone will frame me."

Bao Junyi thought for a moment before saying, "I know. I'll have someone investigate thoroughly."

"Send people over here as quickly as possible to build the base. However, the core area requires a concrete layer thick enough to withstand nuclear bombs or earth-penetrating bombs."

Wang Gang said seriously, "Boss, I'll keep a close eye on it."

After Bao Junyi hung up the phone, he immediately dialed a number.

I called several times before the call was connected.

"Hello, this is Marshal Vasily Petrov's residence. May I ask who you are?"

"Hello, I'm Bao Junyi, looking for Marshal Petrov."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

A few minutes later, an old voice came from the other side.

"Mr. Bao, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"Marshal Petrov, I want to ask you something."

Vasily Petrov was puzzled. Why would he ask me if he had the KGB's help? Could it be...

Bao Junyi asked directly, "Excuse me, has the Miracle Group fleet in the Mediterranean been intercepted by the Israelite fleet?"

"Yes, I also received the message half an hour ago."

"What? You just found out about this now?"

"No, I was just checking. What if I got the wrong enemy?"

Vasily Petrov asked suspiciously, "So what are you going to do? Do you need our help?"

Bao Junyi shook his head and said, "No need. Since you dare to openly hit me in the face, then I have to hit you back myself."

"Otherwise, others will think I'm easy to bully."

"Well, if you need help, just tell us in advance."

Bao Junyi said awkwardly: "Marshal Petrov, there is indeed something I need your help with."

"You kid... tell me."

"If I take action against Israel, it might attract the US military. I'll need your help to resist them."

"Even the US might send a Nimitz-class nuclear-powered aircraft carrier. At that time, Russia would need to send a Minsk-class nuclear-powered aircraft carrier to confront it."

Vasily Petrov said unhappily, "What do you want to do, little brat?"

"How will the Nimitz-class nuclear-powered aircraft carrier be attracted by then?"

Bao Junyi said with a smile: "It's just some small revenge, I won't do anything big, just in case."

"Stinky boy, do you think you believe this?"

"Marshal, of course I believe it, but you will know the result soon."

"Damn it, you've transferred me now."

"If it weren't for this line, which had an impact on our military, no matter how much you send out, it would be impossible."

Bao Junyi flattered him, "That's right. Otherwise, the people of the Bear Country would say that Marshal Vasily Petrov is the last pillar of the Bear Country."

"You can talk, kid."

After Bao Junyi hung up the phone, his face looked terribly gloomy.

It was a long time before he picked up the phone again.

At this time, they were in a manor in Shat, Middle East.

"Ring...Ring."

A middle-aged man was working in the office when the phone on his desk suddenly rang.

He frowned, but still picked up the phone and said unhappily, "Hello, who is this?"

"Prince Surtan, I am Bao Junyi."

"Oh, it's you."

"Why, what do you want to talk to me about suddenly?"

Bao Junyi knew very well that he had been cheated in the last arms sale, so he was still angry.

He laughed and said, "Prince, if there is nothing wrong, can't we just keep in touch and keep in touch?"

"Don't talk nonsense to me. Just say what you want to say. Otherwise, I will hang up on you."

"I'm very busy right now. There are a few documents here that need to be processed urgently."

Bao Junyi asked suspiciously, "Prince, are you sure you don't want to listen?"

"But there's good news about Sartre."

Prince Surtan said with a smile, "It was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue. I have plenty of time here. Do you have any good news to tell me?"

"Haha, no rush now?"

"The documents can be processed later. Can you please tell me what's going on?"

Bao Junyi continued without delay, "Four of the F16 fighter jets you ordered have already been produced."

"Do you want to ship it by sea or send someone to drive it away yourself?"

Prince Surtan said excitedly, "Okay, okay, I'll arrange for someone to go to Xiangjiang and drive directly back."

"Okay then."

"By the way, I have another matter that I need your help with."

Prince Surtan asked suspiciously, "Mr. Bao, what brings you to me for help?"

"It's nothing serious. We're just borrowing the military airport again."

"It's going to take longer this time, and we might need a runway."

Prince Surtan frowned and asked worriedly, "What do you want to do?"

"Is it like last time, preparing to attack a terrorist organization or pirates?"

Bao Junyi shook his head and said, "Neither."

"Someone is blind and deliberately trying to pick a fight, so I want to teach him a lesson."

Prince Surtan was shocked and said, "Could it be something about the Mediterranean?"

"Oh, you know about this too?"

"Haha, I just received the news not long ago too. I was just skeptical, but after seeing you use the airport just now, I probably understand what you're up to."

"But I have to remind you that Israel has the backing of the US military."

"Otherwise, if they were here, we in the Middle East would have destroyed him long ago."

Bao Junyi nodded and said, "I know, and I don't plan on doing anything."

"I just want to teach him a lesson and, by the way, get him to release the fleet that has been detained by us."

Prince Surtan said sternly, "Mr. Bao, it's best not to use force yet. After all, the specific situation in the Mediterranean still needs to be investigated."

"You can first issue an international demand for their release. If they disagree, then consider other measures."

Bao Junyi smiled and said, "Thank you, Prince."

"No need to thank me, but you're using the military airport this time, so the cost is not low."

"How many?"

"Since it involves two countries, and the departure airport is also our Shat, so..."