"Because of you, you are the most valuable thing on the entire plane!"

As long as you are here, your government cannot possibly ignore these people.

Do you know why they were killed immediately?

Only in this way can you take the blame!

The short, ugly man walked casually toward them, while the middle-aged man named 'Professor Yang' was none other than the retired cadre being protected by two soldiers.

After he was called out, the cautious expression on his face changed instantly, and he was no longer anxious and uneasy, as if he had finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When the short, ugly man walked up to her, Xiao Jiu deliberately lowered her head and made a trembling expression of fear.

Actually, she was observing the medicine she had sprayed.

She was relieved to find that the medicine in the sealed cabin had begun to evaporate.

He then gave his parents a reassuring look and lowered his head to observe the situation to her right rear out of the corner of his eye.

The retired cadre, Professor Yang, raised his head expressionlessly: "So, your initial target was me?"

The short, ugly man seemed very excited. "Otherwise, why go to all this trouble? It's all for this top-secret information you have."

Three groups of people have already died because of this data. So what? In the end, you still have to personally take the plunge.

Professor Yang looked at his arrogant demeanor with the gun in his hand and a sneer appeared on his lips.

"You're really willing to do anything for your father!"

The short, ugly man's expression changed slightly, but he was still able to laugh.

"And what about you? You're willing to risk your life for your so-called beliefs. Is it worth it?"

With no money and no food, enduring years of hunger and developing numerous illnesses, was it all worth it for Yang Jiancheng?

Yang Jiancheng raised his eyes, which, though aging with age, remained resolute.

"And what about you? You grew up far from your tiny, insignificant place, just to infiltrate and fulfill your dreams of becoming bandits?"

Come to think of it, anything is possible in dreams, so why do you need to go to such great lengths to try and change the mindset of our people?

How could your scum possibly tear apart our five-thousand-year-old civilization with a few words?

Under the short, ugly man's bloodshot eyes, Yang Jiancheng calmly pulled a grenade from his pocket.

"You think I didn't make any preparations? Why should our country's top-secret information fall into the hands of you bastards?"

I'd rather destroy it than give you even the slightest chance.

The two soldiers surrounding Yang Jiancheng looked down at the short, ugly man with cold, disdainful expressions: "You can't escape."

"Comrades, these nine people are Japanese bastards who have been hiding in our country for many years."

If they hadn't blocked multiple transportation routes, we wouldn't have taken this risk.

For our country, we must risk everything today, whether it means life or death.

Otherwise, if this research data falls into the hands of the Japanese and is handed over to their fathers, we might face an even more intense barrage of artillery fire. At that point, the casualties wouldn't just be 35 million compatriots, but a crisis of national annihilation…”

Xiao Jiu was deeply shocked upon hearing this, because she thought of the National Security Archives of the United States in the future, which had once disclosed a top-secret document.

According to documents, in 1956, the Eagle Forces identified as many as 1,200 nuclear strike targets, even specifying the exact locations for dropping nuclear weapons, in order to preemptively strike in the event of a potential war.

If the plan is successfully implemented, numerous cities, including Moscow and Berlin, will be completely wiped off the map of the earth.

At that time, China had not yet developed its own atomic bomb, but the United States' nuclear warheads had already locked onto us.

More than 100 cities, including my country's capital, Guangzhou, and Shanghai, are also on this target list.

These more than one hundred cities were designated as atomic bomb sites, and each site would be allocated at least one nuclear bomb.

So after all these years, it's unimaginable what kind of suffering our ancestors endured to pull us out of our misery.

Beneath every era of peace and prosperity, countless heroes tirelessly shoulder heavy burdens.

She didn't know this Professor Yang, nor did she know that he was a hero who had been living in anonymity for a long time.

She had never paid attention to news from the 1980s in her previous life and did not know if such a plane crash had occurred.

However, she knew that the scientist who protected top-secret data files with his body in the plane crash was named Guo Yonghuai.

On December 5, 1968, Guo Yonghuai's plane encountered an accident during flight while he was rushing back to the capital to attend a meeting.

In the critical moment when the plane was about to crash due to loss of balance, Guo Yonghuai shouted, "My briefcase! Quick, grab my briefcase!"

In the end, Guo Yonghuai and his bodyguard Mu Fangdong held the briefcase tightly between them before the plane crashed. Their sacrifice protected the country's security and ensured that key data for the development of thermonuclear weapons was not lost. They are great people's heroes.

How similar is everything that is happening today to what happened back then?

To secure this information, they were even prepared for total annihilation.

The Japanese soldiers were stunned the moment they saw the grenade: "Impossible! How could you possibly bring a grenade onto the plane?"

The colleague next to Professor Yang sneered, "If you can bring them up, why can't we?"

"Come on, let's die together. Aren't you already prepared to sacrifice your little Japanese turtle country?"

"How about we count to three and see who goes first?"

The arrogance of the Japanese soldiers had vanished, replaced by fear and unease.

Because they never prepared for the worst, otherwise they wouldn't have changed their flight path so easily.

The plane is now flying towards their location and will eventually land; there's no need for him to die.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a madman who wanted to die together with him!

The short, ugly man's face, which had been contorted with rage, suddenly changed at this moment. Just as he 'quickly' raised his arm to pull the trigger, he found that his arm was powerless. He looked down in disbelief at his arm, which he had clearly raised with all his might, but was now trembling slightly. His arm was sore, numb, and weak, and he felt completely exhausted, panting heavily.

He was shocked by his own transformation. He tried to pull the trigger, but all his strength seemed to have been drained. Instead, due to his constant exhaustion, the gun in his hand could no longer bear the strain and fell to the ground with a thud. At the same time, his traitorous colleagues who were standing on the ground also fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Xiao Jiu subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, because it meant that her plan was already halfway to success.

She didn't act immediately, but waited until everyone gradually lost consciousness before making any plans.