Inside a small red building in Beijing.
Old Master Chu and Old Master Zhou looked at Cheng Bing, the director of the intelligence bureau, in front of them.
"You just said that the kid's report wasn't about a piece of ore?"
"It's a mineral vein."
"But it's already been mined out, and a third of the ore was transported to Emily!"
Cheng Bing, dressed in a major general's uniform, nodded.
"Yes, I just received the news."
"He also told me that those ores were harder than any material we know of now."
"Furthermore, according to Philson's research, adding these minerals to composite materials..."
"This will increase the service life of these composite materials, and also increase their strength."
"Most importantly, these ores are said to repair themselves."
Upon hearing this, the two old men looked up at Cheng Bing.
His eyes gleamed.
"real?"
Old Zhou asked Cheng Bing directly.
"That's what the report said."
After hearing Cheng Bing's words, Old Zhou and Old Chu exchanged a glance.
"How much manpower can be mobilized over there right now?"
"Can we transport them all away before they realize what's happening?"
Cheng Bing hesitated for a moment before saying, "Currently, our Special Operations Section personnel are available."
"However, the total amount of ore is still unclear. If the amount is too large, we will not be able to transport it all away."
"The other side has already sent reinforcements, and they will have about five to seven hours."
"Go, immediately have him find out the total amount of ore, and you send people to transport it right away."
"Yes, sir."
Cheng Bing walked straight out of the small red building.
"Go and call Zhao Kaihua over."
Half an hour later, Zhao Kaihua arrived at the Little Red Building.
Old Master Chu asked Zhao Kaihua directly.
"How much of our power does India currently have in the Atlantic?"
Seeing the serious expressions on the faces of the two elderly people in front of him, Zhao Kaihua immediately sat up straight.
"Report: India currently has two of our aircraft carrier fleets in its sights, as well as three escort formations."
"We have a visiting fleet in the Atlantic Ocean."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the two elderly people.
"There are currently three Type 001 attack nuclear submarines."
After hearing Zhao Kaihua's words, the two elderly people exchanged a glance.
"Go, have your two aircraft carriers move toward South Africa now. Also, terminate all escort and visiting fleet missions."
"You're also heading towards South Africa, and you're in charge of the naval headquarters."
"From now on, your navy should be ready for combat at any time."
Upon hearing Elder Chu's words, Zhao Kaihua's face was filled with shock.
The navy is ready for combat at any time, which is equivalent to being on first-level combat readiness.
Their order for naval readiness at level one dates back almost a decade.
During that South Island incident, they were ordered to enter a state of high alert.
All personnel on leave were returned, veterans were recalled, and body bags were distributed to everyone.
"Commander, this time?"
After hearing Zhao Kaihua's words, Elder Chu said, "The three fleets just need to be prepared."
After hearing what Elder Chu said, Zhao Kaihua understood.
The navy today is worlds apart from what it was ten years ago.
The three naval fleets are already prepared, exceeding the mobilization capacity of ten years ago.
"Yes, I'll go and prepare right away."
Zhao Kaihua didn't ask why; he just did whatever his superiors told him to do.
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Let's rewind to a few hours later.
Inside the Djibouti military base.
After receiving the request for assistance from the secret base, they immediately initiated support according to the pre-arranged plan.
The base commander sent a message directly to Emily's Pentagon.
Late at night, at the president's residence.
Just as he was falling asleep, Plan was woken up again by the urgent ringing of the telephone.
With a furious expression, Prun picked up the phone.
"If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, then you can get out of here!"
The chief of staff on the other end of the phone felt as if he had eaten shit.
"President, South Africa's Base Number One has been exposed."
"There has been an intrusion; the situation is currently unclear."
Upon hearing the words on the phone, Prun jumped out of bed.
"What did you say?
His voice trembled, filled with barely suppressed anger.
"Send reinforcements immediately!"
"What's the point of calling me? Can I fly there?"
At this moment, Trump, like a mad dog, shouted at the chief of staff on the other end of the phone.
"Useless, a bunch of useless trash!"
"Do you know how important those ores are?"
"Why couldn't you have discovered this intelligence sooner?"
"Report to me that the enemy has invaded?"
"Is there anything I can do?"
"Immediately order the carrier battle group to ignore that damn Sierra militia!"
"Take them all to South Africa!"
"I'd like to see who's so audacious as to steal our things!"
Trump only learned about the contents of the secret base in Africa No. 1 after he took office for the first time.
The items there represent a significant milestone for their equipment.
One-third of those items have already been shipped back to China.
If it weren't for the difficulty of mining and the desire to keep it a secret, the mining would have been completed long ago.
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