My Wife is Actually a top-tier Soldier King?!-Chapter 1178 - 1081: Murderous Intent! Hidden Assassination Plot!_2

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Chapter 1178: Chapter 1081: Murderous Intent! Hidden Assassination Plot!_2

Poisoning, assassination, car accidents...

A visible spear is easy to dodge, but a hidden arrow is hard to defend against.

Padding Shayol felt that as long as one was willing to pay the price, there was no one that special agent spies couldn’t kill!

Wu Jie would surely die in some kind of accident, and it would certainly be a gruesome death.

Therefore.

After hanging up the phone, Shayol immediately ordered the Cyber Warfare Troops to stop searching for Wu Jie’s whereabouts.

Just let the guy go back to his country; he’s doomed sooner or later anyway.

However, the four questions the president brought up on the phone needed to be urgently investigated.

In the depths of Shayol’s heart, he also felt that Abulaxi was no fool.

Could someone who rose to power as a local tyrant be a fool?

According to reliable intelligence.

The day before yesterday, Abulaxi hosted a banquet for Wu Jie, where the two of them ate, drank, spoke cheerfully and jovially, and enjoyed each other’s company immensely.

He then secretly left Baldet and headed to Xikelse, supposedly to seek medical treatment at the Huashang Hospital in the bustling city, but it seemed more like he was there for secret negotiations to purchase nuclear warheads.

Yesterday morning, Wu Jie and his entourage returned to Baldet Airport with Abulaxi on a large cargo plane.

Abulaxi arranged for a convoy to transport the nuclear warheads to the vault, and then transport the gold to the airport, utilizing numerous vehicles in the process.

After completing the transaction, Abulaxi bid farewell to Wu Jie and the others, and went home to his villa to sleep.

As for Wu Jie and the others, they boarded that large cargo plane and left Baldet Airport to fly directly home.

The entire process seemed simple, but there were still many doubts.

For instance, the nuclear warheads Wu Jie showed to Abulaxi in Xikelse were definitely real, but could it be that during the transaction, they mixed in fakes among the real ones?

And what about Abulaxi, would he have purposefully had Wu Jie produce three fake warheads? Perhaps to keep them in the vault to deliberately draw attention, while the real warheads were hidden elsewhere?

Regarding the first doubt, Shayol felt it could be dismissed.

No matter how audacious Wu Jie was, he definitely wouldn’t dare to counterfeit.

If Abulaxi inspected the goods during the gold-for-nuclear warheads exchange, and the fake warheads were exposed, Wu Jie and the rest wouldn’t be able to escape at all.

Therefore, Shayol felt the second doubt was more likely.

When Abulaxi was initially clawing his way to the top, trapping and betraying others, he was extremely cunning and deceitful.

Shayol even suspected that Abulaxi wasn’t actually in Baldet at all.

He must know that not everyone around him is entirely reliable.

The purchase of nuclear warheads would definitely not stay hidden forever; it was bound to provoke action from YL Country and the Star Federation.

With his intelligence, Abulaxi likely took the real warheads and hid elsewhere long ago, sitting back and watching the tigers fight.

Shayol had an inkling that the truth might just be as such.

"If that’s the case, wouldn’t that mean we misunderstood Wu Jie?"

"But the nuclear warheads were indeed sold to Abulaxi by him, if he doesn’t return them to the Star Federation, he deserves to die!"

Muttering to himself, Shayol urged his intelligence staff once more.

Baldet’s villa district had long been bombed, and following the bombardment that left Abulaxi’s luxurious villa in ruins, the special forces carried out an airborne operation to try and locate bodies within the debris.

So much time has passed, why haven’t they found anything?

Weren’t engineering vehicles dispatched over there?

Shouldn’t they be able to clear away those broken walls and remnants?

But what’s the use of merely urging?

Abulaxi’s villa was too damn huge.

It was practically a large castle, with an extremely complex internal architecture, not only numerous rooms, but also many secret chambers and hidden passages.

During the previous air raid, several cruise missiles were used, along with precision-guided bunker-busting munitions to collapse the villa.

Shortly afterwards, people were dispatched to parachute in and start clearing and searching, frequently encountering shelling and harassment from armed forces,

Until now, quite a few bodies and fragments have been found.

But Abulaxi and his men, each as fat as pigs, were blown to the point of being unrecognizable, bodies incomplete.

Plus, they are all black, trying to identify by looking at faces... too difficult.

Therefore, they can only keep digging through the ruins to find the remains and then carry out DNA identification and comparison.

But now, they’re busy ending the war and hurriedly evacuating from Baldet; the ruins have yet to be completely cleared...

Finding Abulaxi’s own body in time seems unlikely.

There’s no other way!

Shayol had no choice but to order them, giving at most another three hours.

Anyway, they have to evacuate Baldet before dawn, no matter what.

Fighting in the night, the Star Federation troops, massively equipped with night vision devices, have an absolute technological advantage.

Seeing clearly, striking precisely.

Otherwise, after daybreak, more and more armed civilians join the fight, losing the night fighting advantage, which would be infuriating.

Moreover, with the carrier strike group already withdrawn, Seleck Airport’s capability for take-off and landing is limited. Without strong air support, getting trapped in the most dangerous street battles would result in even greater combat losses.

Phew!

Shayol let out a deep sigh.

Glancing at his tactical watch, time waits for no man!

If they can’t find Abulaxi’s body, they can’t prove he died in the air raid, nor can they prove Shayol’s speculation.

At this very moment.

How Shayol wishes that Abulaxi is truly dead, that he truly fell for Wu Jie’s trick, spending over a hundred tons of Gold on three fake nuclear warheads.

If only...

Reason tells him, this is impossible.

How could Abulaxi be so foolish?

"Report!"

The shout of the intelligence staff startled Shayol.

"Found his body?"

The intelligence staff replied: "Not yet, but through the Thai Kingdom, we have confirmed that the large cargo plane carrying Wu Jie and others had landed at Eagle-Color Island International Airport two hours ago and refueled!

"After that, they took off, flew over the Thai Kingdom airspace into Nanzhou Continent, and an hour ago, they lost contact with the country’s ATC airspace radar and early-warning radar, and their whereabouts are unknown!"

"However, the Pacific Theater Commander’s Office reports that one of their Missile Destroyers has detected a large aircraft heading to Yongshu Airport, with radar radiation characteristics very similar to a 747-8F. Should we launch missiles to shoot it down?

"Otherwise, with its current fuel, it’s estimated that it can fly directly back to Tianyuan International Airport without mid-way landing, which is a golden opportunity to eliminate them, what do you think?"

Shayol let out a heavy snort of contempt.

"What do I think? Shoot it down? Are you insane? Do you want to start a world war?"

"Let them return! Anyway, these cursed goods won’t live for many days!"

After saying this through gritted teeth, Shayol hastily reminded:

"Right, immediately have the intelligence personnel from the Pacific Theater keep a close watch on Tianyuan!"

The intelligence staff understood instantly.

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Welcoming the sunrise glow.

Above a sea of clouds, four heavy fighter jets roared in.

After a swift turn, waggling their wings, they flanked the large cargo plane on both sides, escorting it forward.

In the sunlight.

The bright red flag, especially dazzling...