"They know better than anyone that Hong Kong's stability and prosperity is not just about the economy, but also about the dignity and future of the country. I am simply following the trend and providing them with an opportunity to solve their problems."

He paused, looked out the window again, and said with a hint of deep meaning in his tone: "I have never been fighting this game alone."

"The interests of the mainland's top brass, Hong Kong's future, and even the entire country are all key to this situation, and I just happened to be at the center of it."

Qiu Shuzhen was silent for a moment, and a look of admiration and complexity gradually emerged in her eyes.

She sighed softly, "I see... you've seen through everything."

Bao Junyi smiled faintly, his tone calm but full of power as he said, "Business is like a battlefield. Timing and structure are both essential. I just took one more step than others."

The night outside the window grew darker, the city lights were still bright, but in Bao Junyi's eyes, he seemed to have seen the end of this game - a victory for him, and a future for Hong Kong.

...

The other side.

Inside President Israel's residence, the atmosphere was so solemn that even the air seemed to have frozen.

Menahmu Baijing sat behind a large desk, his face as gloomy as iron, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning slightly white from the exertion, and his voice was low and cold: "Is the news true?"

The secretary standing opposite him had a serious expression on his face, bowed slightly, and spoke with an unquestionable firmness in his tone.

"Mr. President, the news is absolutely true."

"These were all taken by US satellites at the military airport in northern Shat. They are absolutely genuine."

After he finished speaking, he handed over a thick document with both hands. The word "Top Secret" printed on the cover was particularly eye-catching.

Menahmu Beijing took the information and scanned every page with her eyes like a knife.

In the photo, several advanced F16 fighter jets were parked on the runway of the northern military airport in Shatt. The LOGO logo on the fuselage was clearly visible. His brows were getting tighter and tighter, and his face became more and more gloomy.

"Where did these fighter planes come from?

There was suppressed anger in Beijing's voice, as if it could explode at any moment.

The secretary took a deep breath and replied in a low voice, "According to intelligence analysis, these are F16 fighter jets, most likely from the Xiangjiang Miracle Group."

"According to investigations, they recently appeared at the northern military airport in Shat and were clearly targeting us."

Menahmu Baijing's face was terribly gloomy, with anger flashing in her eyes, and she spoke in a cold voice.

"Why?"

"Why would Miracle Group's fighter jets target us? Can anyone give me a reasonable explanation?"

The secretary lowered his head slightly, and said with a hint of trepidation in his tone, "Mr. President, this may be related to our navy and the Guggenheim family's seizure of their fleet in the Mediterranean."

"At present, their cargo ship is still docked in one of our military ports in the Mediterranean and has not yet been released."

"What?"

Bei Jing's voice suddenly rose, filled with incredible anger, "Just because we seized their fleet, they blockaded our airspace over the Mediterranean? This is a naked provocation!"

The secretary shook his head, his expression growing more serious. "Mr. President, the situation is more serious than this. It's not just over the Mediterranean; our airspace is being monitored and blocked in multiple locations."

"Also, just now, four of our fighter jets in other directions suddenly lost their signals and may have been shot down."

"Bang!"

Bei Jing slammed the table so hard that the documents on the table jumped up.

His face was ashen, his eyes burning with rage, and he spoke through gritted teeth, "Miracle Group... How dare they be so arrogant!"

"Do they really think that we, Israel, won't take revenge on him?"

He stood up, placed his hands on the table, and leaned forward slightly, like a beast about to pounce on its prey.

"Convene an emergency military meeting immediately! Notify the Minister of Defense, the Air Force Commander, and the head of the intelligence department. They must be present within ten minutes!"

"Also, contact our allies, especially the United States. I need to know their attitude!"

The secretary nodded quickly: "Yes, Mr. President, I will arrange it immediately."

The secretary paused as he left and turned back to say, "Mr. President, according to investigations, Bao Junyi might be backed by the Mao Bear Country."

"Look... should we still..."

Bei Jing said in a deep and powerful voice, "Israel never fears any challenge, and will never bow to anyone! Not even the Bear Country."

"Since Miracle Group dares to provoke us, let us show them what a true iron fist is!"

The atmosphere in the office was suffocatingly depressing, and Beijing's anger was like a volcano about to erupt, ready to burst out at any time.

...

At this time, in a certain blue waters of the Atlantic Ocean, the US "Nimitz" class nuclear-powered aircraft carrier fleet was breaking through the waves and heading at full speed towards the waters near Israel.

Inside the aircraft carrier's radar room, the light on the fluorescent screen flickered and the air was filled with tension.

“Sizzle…sizzle…”

Suddenly, there was a sharp noise from the high-frequency (HF) radio communication equipment, and then an urgent communication message came in.

The corporal soldier quickly wrote down the content of the communication, picked up the communication file with a serious expression, and hurried to the command room.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!