Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 615 - 614 【Hei Bama is So Angry He Smashed a Vase!】

Chapter 615: Chapter 614 【Hei Bama is So Angry He Smashed a Vase!】

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It was a matter of life and death, and Ye Tianchen’s mission to rescue Ling Shuanghe and Ling Yuxun was fraught with difficulty to an extreme extent. They hadn’t even reached the Ling family estate before they’d already been through several battles that were a matter of life and death. It was hard to even think of the mission going smoothly at this point, but they had managed to destroy the three military bases in New York, USA. Each of these bases had their own ace forces; what alarmed Ye Tianchen the most was the "Frog Monster," a viral monster researched by the USA, which was simply too terrifying for words, going beyond human imagination. If the US had actually been successful in their research and used it in war, the consequences would be unimaginable.

After killing Libi, an Enhancement System Superpower User, Ye Tianchen found himself needing to sit cross-legged and meditate to heal his own injuries. One battle after another had left him somewhat overwhelmed, especially the battle with the "Frog Monster," which inflicted severe wounds upon him. The creature’s abilities were too unpredictable, and in the end, Ye Tianchen had to use his most powerful technique, "Eight Diagrams Seal," to kill the "Frog Monster."

Next up was to head toward the Ling family estate. Ye Tianchen had no idea what kind of events or battles he would encounter there. Right now, he couldn’t afford to be careless for a second and had to give it his all. He also had to plan accordingly in his mind; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to handle the difficulties the US government would throw at him next.

The US was a shameless bandit, and yet they had managed to stay the world’s number one superpower, dominating the world for so long, and there was a reason for that. They were the most advanced in all respects, leading the way before any other nation, how could they not be powerful? Considering the measures taken by these three military bases in New York and their military strength, it was clear that the US government had made a significant investment in hopes of keeping the Ling family and their development within the US. And Ye Tianchen guessed that if, in the end, the US government felt they couldn’t keep the Lings, they would resort to destruction, annihilating the entire Ling family estate, which was a common tactic of the American bandits. When that time came, it would be a truly devastating battle, one of extreme cruelty.

Ye Tianchen, Li San, Wang Jie, Zhang Tian, and Zhang Di, the five of them were all sitting cross-legged within Military Base No. 13, which was now in ruins. Libi was still kneeling to one side, his body covered in blood, his head hanging down, yet there seemed to be a faint sign of breathing. Ye Tianchen and the others paid him no mind; they had to meditate and restore themselves to peak condition. The battle to rescue Ling Shuanghe and Ling Yuxun had just begun.

After a series of intense battles, everyone was shaken to the core. They all understood they couldn’t take anything lightly anymore, the power of the US government was not as weak as they had imagined, and completing their mission wouldn’t be simple. They had to concentrate fully and put forth their greatest effort!

At that moment, inside the White House in Washington, Hei Bama’s face had turned even darker, showing only his gleaming white teeth as he ground them in rage. His whole body was trembling, and the floor was littered with broken tea cups. Hei Bama hung up the phone in his hand and grabbed a tea cup from his desk, furiously throwing it onto the floor.

Crash! The tea cup shattered, but Hei Bama was not yet appeased. He kicked over a flowerpot in the room as well. Just then, someone pushed open the door to his office, and an old man in a military uniform walked in. He walked in to find tea cup shards all over the place, which startled him. He quickly stood to one side, without speaking, waiting for Hei Bama to ask him something. He knew that the black president was angry, and opening his mouth carelessly now might implicate him—it was like getting shot while lying down!

"Useless, idiots, all of them, what’s the point in government feeding you..." Hei Bama yelled loudly, his roar echoing throughout the spacious office.

After a few more curses, Hei Bama was still not pacified. He walked over to an antique vase on a shelf next to his office that was worth a fortune—a price beyond estimation. Now, with Hei Bama’s mind filled with hatred, he smashed a vase nearly as tall as himself. The old military man looked shocked as the vase was one-of-a-kind, and now gone forever.

After what seemed like an eternity of roaring and indiscriminate destruction, Hei Bama finally stopped. He looked at the military-dressed old man who had been standing by and asked, "Tell me, is the news I’ve received accurate? The three military bases in New York were destroyed by the Eastern Demon?"

"This... Mr. President, it is true. All three military bases, Witt, Balock, and Libi are dead. This is according to the soldiers who survived and escaped the bases. The Eastern Demon led men there to destroy them!" The old man in the uniform responded with a trembling voice.

"Ah... Bang, bang, bang..."

Hei Bama let out a loud roar, and three more teacups were smashed to the ground in his large, well-soundproofed office. Aside from some high-ranking officials in the M country’s government, nobody else would know that the seemingly amiable and cheerful President Hei Bama, who always had a great international image, was actually a person with an extremely fiery temper; his habit when he was angry was to smash teacups.

"New York’s three major military bases, three major military bases just destroyed like that... Do you know what this means?" Hei Bama yelled at the old guy in military uniform.

"I, I know, Your Excellency, the President, I think that the most important thing now is that we must kill the Eastern Demon no matter what. This person poses too great a threat to our M country, and we absolutely cannot let him leave New York alive," the old guy in military uniform said, his voice trembling as well.

"I know, but killing the Eastern Demon is easier said than done! If it were that easy to kill him, I would have done it long ago!" Hei Bama cursed angrily.

In M country’s New York, the three major military bases had been destroyed, wiped out overnight. If this news got out, it would shock the world, causing every nation to tremble and excite; after all, M country is recognized as the world’s foremost superpower. M country leads in everything, whether it’s economy, politics, or the most persuasive military power, always at the forefront of the times. Many nations have always followed behind, including China. Although China’s development has been rapid in recent years and has indeed put great pressure on M country, surpassing M country fundamentally will still take time and is not just talk; it’s extremely difficult.

This time, what was beyond Hei Bama’s wildest dreams was that he thought, with New York’s three major military bases acting together and Alice leading thirty Iron Armor soldiers, even Ye Tianchen, the Eastern Demon, would undoubtedly die. Yet the news that came back was that all three military bases had been destroyed, completely destroyed. How infuriating! How serious could the destruction of the three military bases be? What kind of impact would it have? Most importantly, how much military power would M country lose? How much manpower, material resources, and financial resources would it take to recover?

Moreover, this event was personally overseen by Hei Bama. Perhaps the public could be deceived; perhaps the news could be blocked from reaching other countries, but M country’s top-level government officials would definitely know. So when such a significant loss occurred under his watch and such a severe incident happened, the responsibility was naturally his. He had made such a big blunder, would people still support him, Hei Bama, in the next election? That was what Hei Bama was most concerned about and the source of his greatest anger.

"Then, Your Excellency, the President, what measures shall we take next?" the old guy in military uniform asked quietly.

Hei Bama was stunned for a moment, then exhaled violently before saying, "Keep the situation with the three military bases from leaking out, and I’ve already ordered a lockdown on the entire New York City. We’ll use various reasons to prohibit the public from going out, but we can’t do it for too long; otherwise, it will arouse suspicion, and then it will be terrible. I’ve already sent Alice with thirty Iron Armor soldiers to the Ling family estate. Notify Alice immediately that if they can’t kill the Eastern Demon, then kill all the people of the Ling family for me; other previous plans will continue as usual!"

"Yes!" the old guy in military uniform answered.

Now, Hei Bama was at a loss himself. Ye Tianchen’s strength had completely exceeded his expectations. This time, to keep the Ling family developing in M country, he had placed a huge bet. Now, with three major military bases destroyed, it was truly unbelievable. Although he had considerable confidence in his own M country’s Iron Armor Army, Hei Bama still harbored a trace of worry and unease. Ye Tianchen, the Eastern Demon, had repeatedly made him angry and brought him surprises; he truly felt down, almost at the point of collapse!

"That’s right, besides Ling Yue, the son of Ling Shuanghe, the rest of Ling Shuanghe’s children do not agree with returning to China for development. We can also make a move from this aspect. I’ve already found people to talk to the rest of Ling Shuanghe’s children, offering them high-ranking positions and wealth. You can send someone to remind them of this, and as long as these children control most of the Ling family’s industries, even if Ling Shuanghe and Ling Yuxun are rescued, we will still be victorious!" Hei Bama thought for a while, then solemnly said. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)