"I'm reminding you, you're speaking with the owner of a military company that has the most liquid funds globally and has already proven its attack capability..."

Joe Ga stood on a small hillside with a phone in hand, not far from which a fierce battle was taking place in a patch of forest...

Large caliber mortars, heavy machine guns, automatic grenade launchers, and cloud bombs were playing a death march between the trees.

'Executor' and 'Demon Group,' possibly the world's most elite personnel and best-equipped combat units, were trapped within a 5-square-kilometer forest area.

Those who play with money can never truly understand war because they never face it directly!

On a high-intensity battlefield, don't mention soldiers, even armored units are just consumables!

Ilya of the Rothschild family called Joe after 'Executor' was ambushed, hoping to convince Joe to let 'Executor' surrender...

Those 'Executor' armed to the teeth had 'found' a batch of super-advanced equipment somewhere when they infiltrated Gotland Island...

There was America's new generation of powered exoskeletons, new soldier weapon systems, individual missiles, and unmanned escort vehicles...

In terms of what P.B soldiers had, they had it all, even being slightly more advanced in individual weaponry.

The legendary 'future warrior system' was brought to the battlefield early by the Lake Belga Foundation people, but its effect was no good!

Dorian's bionic eagle allowed P.B to maintain a local reconnaissance advantage even after losing unmanned airships...

When those 'future warriors' were discovered and tracked, when Long Arrow Camp bombarded them with 120mm mortars, these 'future warriors' showed great tenacity.

But when Archerfish encircled them and began greeting them from afar with heavy weapons and thermobaric bombs, these 'future warriors' had no way out!

The personnel loss in the forest might have been too severe, and Ilya loudly called from the other end of the phone: "Hu Lang, ceasefire, ceasefire...

I said ceasefire..."

Joe Ga shook his head with a sneer saying: "Buddy, I'll give you a chance to reorganize your words; your arrogance just cost 'Executor' a company of men...

Wow, those people must be expensive!"

Ilya hesitated for a moment, then bleakly said: "We lost, ceasefire..."

Joe Ga heard and spoke in a deep voice: "And then?"

Ilya remained silent for a few seconds, speaking in a very humiliating tone, "Sorry..."

"What did you say?"

Ilya shouted angrily: "I said sorry, sorry, sorry, what more do you want?

You won, what more do you want?"

Joe Ga looked up towards the southeastern sky, where an explosion took place, an F-35 involved in combat was blasted by two F-14s surrounding it...

"Have your fighter jets surrender and land at our base...

There are still two F-22s and three F-35s left; now they're mine!

Oh, and those two Littoral Combat Ships, they're now my spoils too!"

Ilya on the phone heard, gasping a few times, displeasedly shouting: "Why don't you just treat England's aircraft carrier as spoils too?"

Joe Ga contemptuously shook his head saying: "I only want what suits my identity, moreover England's broken ships apart from costing especially much, really aren't much good?

Buddy, your time is running out; if they don't surrender, they'll soon be blown up!

Anyway, they're retired and scrapped items; give them to me, then you can save the lives of those 'Executor's."

Ilya stayed silent for nearly two minutes; just as Joe Ga was about to hang up, he said: "I can agree to your conditions, but..."

Joe Ga laughed dismissively saying: "Brother, I don't want to hear 'but'...

Reality has shown that no matter how hard you try, you're no match for me on a real battlefield...

You create systems and orders, but you can't make systems and orders fully serve you...

So now, I'm the boss!"

Ilya suppressed his anger, saying: "We are negotiating with Claverley, let your men cease operations in England!

In return, we can have the U.S. Navy retire two more Littoral Combat Ships and sell them to you at a low price..."

As Ilya spoke, he heard Joe Ga's cold laugh along with noticeably more intense explosion sounds from the battlefield, he angrily shouted: "Alright, alright, free of charge, we will have the U.S. Navy transfer two Littoral Combat Ships to you for free...

Enough, enough people have died; aren't you damn satisfied yet?

Claverley is only using you; don't you understand?

Why would you rather cooperate with the Royal Family than with us?"

Joe Ga coldly laughed saying: "Because cooperating with the Royal Family, our positions are equal, whereas you...

Listen to your tone now, you still haven't given me a fair assessment!

Sir, you initiated the war, of course, I'll decide when it ends!

Hope when all those 'Executors' are dead, you can still gather forces to rescue Phoenix's elite forces in Bahmut..."

Just as Joe Ga was continuously pressuring Ilya, an old voice appeared on the phone...

Old Rothschild with a deep tone said: "Hu Lang, you've won the duel, let those kids go home!

We will assist you in suppressing the Edward Foundation's forces of revenge; I know you still have many political demands...

Tell me, I will do my best to fulfill your needs before I die!

You won, the winner can take what they want from the loser..." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Joe Ga smacked his lips, thought for a moment, and finally smiled wryly...

Old Rothschild conceding so decisively left some of his sarcastic comments unsaid...

Finally, he thought for a long time, saying: "I can secure political things myself!

P.B is a private contracting company, we sell safety and development, we cooperate with the United Nations to safeguard this world's bottom line!

Defeating the NATO forces will be the best business card for P.B!"

Joe Ga said with a smile: "Give me a few names, and I'll keep the people in England busy for you...

In exchange, I want the English aircraft carrier fleet to pay tribute and announce their defeat after my people complete the surprise exercise.

Surely that's not too difficult for you!"

Old Rothschild paused and said: "Hu Lang, the navy has its pride. I cannot allow them to surrender in such an exercise..."

Joe Ga sneered and said: "I don't need them to surrender; I only want them to proudly raise their hands as a sign of tribute to my people...

Deal?"

..................

Two invaluable limited edition F117s were shot down over Lithuania...

The Cobra and the Archerfish acted as if they had done something insignificant and began to accelerate back to base...

"Qing Shan, we got them..."

In the command room, Qing Shan rubbed his face hard, tried to suppress the agitation inside, and calmly ordered: "The opponent's F-22 and F-35 have surrendered. They will land in our territory...

Cobra, Archerfish, you can return to base..."

Qing Shan glanced around the pin-drop silent command room and suddenly said in a low voice: "Thank you..."

Cobra was taken aback and said: "Thank me? There's no need, we're comrades...

We were in '99, and we still are now!"

Cobra suddenly laughed and said: "Why are you all so silent?

Our war is not over yet..."

Qing Shan was stunned and said: "What do you mean?

The director's department has already announced that the exercise will end at 6 AM, and there will be no new aerial combats..."

Cobra listened, laughed heartily, and said: "NO, the fight should be decided by the winners!

I'm quite old, and I would be really disappointed if I never get the chance to engage with the aircraft carrier fleet in this lifetime..."

When Cobra was speaking, an F-14 fleet piloted by P.B's pilots followed them...

"Bully Squad, can you still take off?"

Cobra's invitation was like a shot of adrenaline. Gao Qiu of the Bully Squad looked at the runway before him and laughed as he pushed the throttle...

"Colonel Cobra, Major Gao Qiu of the Bully Squad reporting to you..."

"Cai Jing of the Bully Squad reporting to you..."

"Zheng Tu reporting..."

"Jiang Menshen reporting..."

......

......

As the Bully Squad took off under the bewildered gazes of the ground staff, South Sea pilots completing their second aerial challenge and preparing to return for landing adjusted their control levers amidst Qing Shan's silence...

"Dragon King Squadron, Lieutenant Colonel Storm reporting to you...

We still have 40% fuel left, we'll go ahead..."

"Thunder reporting..."

"Earthquake reporting..."

"Treasure Island Squad, Lieutenant Colonel Mango reporting to you..."

"Pineapple reporting..."

"Mangosteen reporting..."

.........

.........

Dvali in the command center watched as the 16 dragons that should have been returning suddenly turned around on the screen...

He jumped up like crazy, grabbed a technician's radio, and shouted: "Shah F-16 squadron, take off, take off...

Follow them, follow them...

At all costs, follow them!"

Beside him, Qatar's Al Sani and the UAE's Tahnoon suddenly reacted...

They rushed to the bewildered technicians, grabbed their radios, and loudly called their sponsored flying squadrons...

"Get those Gripens to take off, all of them..."

"Get those French to move their butts, let the Rafale follow, we've paid, up, up, up..."

Qing Shan saw the situation and suddenly felt motivated, shouting: "Inform the electronic warfare drones to take off again...

Notify the exercise director's department, the war isn't over; we'll launch an airborne assault on the aircraft carrier fleet before dawn...

Damn, activate all interference modules to cover their charge..."

...............

Cobra up in the sky heard the commotion, looked at the sea surface where daylight was slightly appearing, and laughed loudly: "Breaking through the fleet's defenses requires some special techniques. Archerfish and I will give you a demonstration...

Ready?

We're starting!"