"Fuck! The kid got away!"
Ouyang Jie furiously fired a barrage at the distant cruise ship, but at such a distance and with the sea breeze, the bullets had no chance of hitting the target.
"No worries, we'll have another chance to run into him."
Song Yun gazed at the receding silhouette of the cruise ship and said indifferently, "Call Si Ming, tell them to get here within half an hour to take the machinery. What happens after is beyond our control!"
Huo Feng nodded and dialed Si Ming.
Intelligence Operations Office.
Si Ming was glaring in fury at the whispering think tank.
He slammed the desk and roared, "You don't have a shred of intelligence on the enemy! What good are you! Tell me! Do I pay you exorbitant salaries just to raise pigs!!!"
"Report, commander, the enemy moves in mysterious ways. We've already lost three operatives; there's really nothing we can do!"