Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

With the arrival of the First Mechanized Combat Brigade at Tevi City, the army of the Jeko Group is gaining momentum and showing signs of launching an attack.

This scene was seen by some people who were worried and could not help but take action.

Medical laboratory, bathroom.

Zemon secretly took out his cell phone and called an unfamiliar number.

"Captain Wim, yes, it's me, it's me."

"Have you decided on the action plan? I have found some suspected areas that can cooperate with your infiltration."

"It doesn't matter. We are all trying to save the Squid Nation. We can't let the Jake Group continue to persecute us Squid Nation people."

After a brief chat, Zemon was in a good mood. He would be able to meet up with the CIA soon. With himself as an insider, he would definitely be able to find evidence of the Jacko Group's creation and release of the zombie virus.

Thinking this, Zemon walked out of the bathroom.

However, as soon as he came out, he saw two Faha soldiers standing in front of him.

"You are"

Zemon felt guilty and his heart started beating wildly.

The two Faha soldiers looked at each other, and as if to make sure that they had not recognized the wrong person, they grabbed Zemon's arms on the left and right without saying anything and blocked his mouth.

Zemon was terrified and began to struggle with all his might.

But with that frail body, he was no match for two soldiers. Soon his hands and feet were bound and he was tied to a van outside the laboratory.

"What are you doing? Help, help!"

Zemon screamed in fear, but the surroundings had already been cleared, and no one could save him even if he shouted at the top of his lungs.

The two Faha soldiers sneered, punching and kicking each other, leaving Zemon with red spots on his face.

Zemon, a virology expert, was used to a life of luxury. He could not stand the massage and treatment from the soldiers. He screamed and curled up in the van.

"Stop hitting me, sir, stop hitting me. I confess. I confess everything. The CIA told me to do it. If you want to find out, go to the CIA."

Zemon couldn't bear the pain anymore and screamed. He thought his identity was exposed, so he just told it out to be over.

"CIA, what CIA? Wait, are you a spy?"

The two Faha soldiers were stunned. They had received reports from the masses that someone often spoke for the squid Thais, so they came to cause trouble and beat them up in revenge.

In fact, the people who reported it were some colleagues in the World Health Organization. They couldn't stand Zemon relying on his Squidward ancestry to make nonsense remarks all day long, so they secretly informed the Faha soldiers of the news.

When the Faha soldiers heard that Zemon had Satarian ancestry and felt sympathy for the Satarian people, they immediately decided to teach Zemon, who was ignorant of the immensity of the world, a lesson. However, they did not expect that they would receive an unexpected surprise.

But sometimes, history is so coincidental that novels need to be logical, but reality does not.

"Tell me everything you know."

The two Faha soldiers were overjoyed. If they could catch the spy, it would be a great achievement for them. With the generosity of the Jeko Group, promotion and salary increase would be just around the corner.

"You're not here for the CIA? I didn't say that. I was just talking nonsense. I don't know anything about the CIA."

Zemon seemed to have just realized that he had made a mistake, and his heart instantly sank.

"If you don't tell me, then let's see if your bones are that hard."

The two Faha soldiers grinned, and soon the sound of Zemun's screams could be heard again in the van.

More than half an hour later, the two Faha soldiers who had obtained all the information drove a van and took the half-dead Zemon to the Jeko Group military camp to ask for credit and reward.

As expected, their report was quickly taken seriously, and the Jake Group gave them a satisfactory reward for the important intelligence it provided the CIA.

As for Zemon, if he falls into the hands of the Djeko Group, he will experience what it means to be worse than death.

Late night!
In the deep sea of ​​the Mediterranean, a big black fish is quietly moving beneath the sea surface, but this big black fish is relatively large, weighing 18000 tons.

Its name is the USS Florida, a strategic missile nuclear submarine. It is the United States' fourth-generation strategic missile nuclear submarine, a member of the Ohio class. It is powered by an S8G reactor, has an underwater speed of 25 knots, a maximum diving depth of more than 240 meters, and is equipped with 24 Trident II D5 submarine-launched ballistic missiles and four 533mm torpedo tubes.

This is the United States' trump card under the deep sea. Its ballistic missiles can carry nuclear warheads to achieve the effect of strategic deterrence.

Currently, the United States has 22 Ohio-class strategic missile nuclear submarines, which were put into service in the s. However, due to the aging of the hulls, the first few were unable to undertake strategic nuclear deterrence cruise missions, so they were converted by the United States into cruise missile nuclear submarines carrying conventional guided missiles.

Such a nuclear submarine can carry hundreds of Tomahawk cruise missiles, and can also carry up to two special forces delivery systems to transport special forces. It can transport up to 66 special forces soldiers at a time to perform some top-secret missions.

It has to be said that the United States is still wealthy and powerful. It directly uses four precious nuclear submarines to carry cruise missiles and uses nuclear submarines of more than 18,000 tons to transport special forces to carry out conventional strikes and special operations.

The Florida strategic missile nuclear submarine is such a modified nuclear submarine. It does not participate in conventional military deployments, but is used to perform confidential and urgent special missions. It was already early in the morning, and the Mediterranean Sea was quiet with only slight waves.

Fleck Leonard, captain of the USS Florida nuclear submarine, looked at the time and gave orders calmly.

"We have arrived at the target location. Send the special forces and CIA personnel to set off."

"Yes!"

In the nuclear submarine's special hangar decompression compartment, 40 Navy SEALs from the United States and five of the CIA's most elite members who have undergone special training are wearing underwater combat gear and are ready for battle.

As the watertight doors leading to the interior of the submarine were opened one by one, seawater began to be pumped into the entire cabin. When the entire cabin was filled with seawater and the pressure inside the cabin and outside the submarine was balanced, the fully armed Navy SEALs, wearing masks, fins, rubber jackets, and oxygen cylinders, pushed open the hatch, left the submarine, and began to swing their wide fins on their feet, swimming towards the coast.

The water temperature of the Mediterranean Sea is several degrees lower than that of the Atlantic Ocean, which is a great test of the physical endurance of the special forces while swimming.

If they were not on a mission, these carefully selected soldiers would probably not have enough physical strength to swim to the shore at the scheduled time.

By the time they all swam to the shore, many of them were sweating profusely and exhausted.

"Safety!"

The team leader, Officer Garce Hunter, immediately observed the surrounding environment. The shore was very quiet late at night, with only the sound of the sea breeze and the waves hitting the beach, which made him feel a little relieved.

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Taking out the wireless communication equipment, Garces reported the news to the Florida nuclear submarine.

"Swimming group's frequency access!"

"The swimming team has landed successfully. We will continue to swim in the open sea and wait for support."

"Report the surrounding situation and stay alert."

Captain Fleck of the Florida kept issuing orders and remained vigilant. After all, they were facing the Jake Group, and the risks and mortality rates of missions related to the Jake Group were always the highest.

As the SEALs recovered a little from the shore, changed clothes and equipment, and headed inland.

On the USS Florida nuclear submarine, a sonar operator suddenly frowned and his expression became serious as he caught an unusual sound.

"Ship, bearing 1-7-0, moving."

The sonar operator quickly spoke up to remind the captain.

"What kind of ship? A frigate, a merchant ship, or a fishing boat?"

Captain Fleck quickly came behind the sonar operator and asked questions.

The sonar operator wears headphones and constantly listens to the subtle waves in the sea captured by the passive sonar.

The submarine soldiers of the Florida also became a little nervous. Although according to intelligence, the Jeko Group did not deploy any warships in the Mediterranean, the Jeko Group's black technology is endless. Who knows whether the other party will secretly build a warship and sneak into the Mediterranean.

"Cavitation effect, propeller speed 103, four blades, it's the Turkish frigate, Gaziantep."

As soon as the sonar operator said this, everyone at the scene breathed a sigh of relief and their tense faces relaxed.

"It turned out to be a frigate of Tuji. It scared me."

Many people patted their chests, showing ridiculous expressions, and found themselves laughing at their own nervousness and loss of composure.

But just when everyone was letting down their guard, the sonar operator suddenly changed his expression, stood up in shock, and shouted: "Oh no, there is a sound of falling into the water, direction 3-9-1, it may be a sonar buoy dropped by an anti-submarine helicopter."

Wow!
There was panic at the scene and everyone's face turned pale.

The most powerful feature of a submarine is its stealth, and its biggest fear is being discovered by the enemy.

Once a submarine is discovered, it is almost like a lamb to be slaughtered and can only hide here and there.

Fleck's face twitched as he gave orders in a stern voice: "Enter ultra-quiet mode, maintain radio silence, all soldiers take combat positions, the submarine backs up 4, reduces speed to 3 knots, and continues to dive meters."

On the USS Florida nuclear submarine, submarine soldiers began to run, quickly put on life jackets, and ran towards their respective posts.

"Sonar surge, the other party is looking for our location."

The sonar operator reported again, and everyone on the nuclear submarine was sweating profusely. They hoped that the submarine could avoid sonar detection.

"Jeko Group, definitely Jeko Group, our plan has been leaked."

Fleck's face looked frighteningly ugly. They had just arrived here for a short time when the anti-submarine helicopter of the JECCO Group came over. This was clearly a trap specially prepared for them.

Fleck didn't know that the sonar buoy was dropped not by an anti-submarine helicopter but by a Luanfeng aerospace strategic bomber.

In the pitch-black night, the Luanfeng strategic bomber streaked across the sky, flying low over the Mediterranean Sea, and the strong winds caused the sea to roar. (End of this chapter)