Chapter 362: The Scheme of Self-Inflicted Injury

The senior executives present were all furious. Now it was time to fight Ye Fei to the death. They could no longer play it safe. No matter how much it cost, they had to kill Ye Fei immediately.

At this time, someone asked worriedly: "But with his fighting power and spiritual ability, it is difficult for our combat personnel to get close to him."

Bos smiled and said: "Guys, it's time to change your mindset. Who said we have to use the old method?"

"Don't forget that although we humans don't have superpowers, we have wisdom and technology. As long as we determine Ye Fei's position in advance and launch a medium-range missile in that direction, no matter how strong his superpowers are, he can't block the missile."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"What?! We may not be able to bear the consequences of doing so."

"This will cause a world war!"

"Ye Fei is in Shangjing, which is too important. Once it is attacked by missiles, who knows what Daxia will do!"

"There are only a few countries in the world that have medium-range missiles. Once Daxia is attacked, these countries cannot deny their relationship and will definitely be retaliated by them."

Bos said calmly at this time: "Who said it's not? But guys, now we have no choice but to pay such a price."

"We can't let Ye Fei grow any more, nor can we let those technologies be completely digested. Only by destroying Daxia before that, even if it will cause a world war later, Daxia without Ye Fei and those technologies is like a toothless tiger. In the end, we will definitely win."

"Don't forget that we have The entire Western camp is standing behind us, and they will definitely try their best to help us. "

"As long as the missile successfully eliminates Ye Fei, no matter what happens afterwards, it will be worth it."

"Besides, we can put the blame on the terrorist organizations for this matter, and we can even contact and cooperate with some of them. I believe they will definitely be very happy to participate in such a plan."

"No one will refuse an opportunity to become famous, we can provide them with the nuclear missiles they dream of."

"Being able to launch missiles at the same time to hit two world powers is an experience they can brag about for the rest of their lives."

A senior official asked in confusion: "Two world powers?"

Bos nodded and said: "We will ship them two medium-range missiles, one of which will be launched at Daxia, and the other will fly to the US mainland."

Everyone present stood up in shock.

"You're crazy! The consequences of doing this are unbearable! The Americans will completely destroy the world."

"And the United States is our ally. Do you think they will let us go afterward? We simply don't have the ability to compete with them."

Bos pressed his hands and soothed: "Listen to my explanation. This is the price we must pay. Only in this way can Daxia believe that the missiles were really launched by terrorist organizations."

"They can no longer denounce the United States on the surface. After all, such a tragedy has also happened in the United States. Perhaps they will stand with the United States and retaliate against terrorist organizations."

"This will give us some buffer time, and we don't have to worry about Daxia becoming completely hostile to the West from the beginning."

Another senior executive was stunned. He had never heard of such a bold plan.

"Will the Americans agree with your approach?"

Bos smiled slightly.

"Of course they won't agree, but it's not up to them. We just need the approval of the top leaders."

"In fact, just an hour ago, we had a secret meeting with a senior US official. He said that he fully cooperated with our actions, including supporting us with these two missiles and sacrificing some of their own people."

"Of course, the nuclear bomb fired at the United States will be fired at places where the crowds are not so dense, and it will affect the reservation more."

Everyone knew it tacitly.

Africa, a coastal port.

Frida is a young man who makes a living by panning for gold. Of course, panning for gold does not mean looking for gold in gold mines.

He refers to the garbage that comes to the dock every day waiting to be shipped from various first worlds.

These garbage are shipped from the first world to their third world for processing to keep their own countries clean.

Of course, although these are garbage, they are a treasure mountain for Africans.

It is possible to find all kinds of valuable but discarded gadgets in it. I have to say that those masters in the first world are really extravagant.

He only needs to pay a fee to pick whatever he wants here.

Once he even picked up a radio that was almost intact and sold it for a few meters of gold.

If he was lucky, he could earn more than 20 meters of gold a day. Although it was not stable, it was enough to support his family.

His harvest that day was not bad. He looked at the sun and it was already 4:00 in the afternoon. According to his experience, there should be no new garbage transported in the future.

He was about to go home, and at this moment, he suddenly saw a huge cargo ship coming over in the sea in the distance.

The ship was full of garbage, what else could it be but garbage?

Frida's eyes lit up instantly, and he could pick up another ship.

When the ship entered the port, he noticed something was wrong.

This ship seemed very formal and more advanced than ordinary cargo ships. I don't know why it was used to transport garbage.

And the people on the ship looked serious and looked very strong, with murderous looks on their faces.

But he didn't think much about it, but went up to him immediately.

Unexpectedly, a strong man stopped him immediately.

"Boy! What do you want to do?"

Frieda screamed, "I'm going to pick up garbage!"

The other party pushed him away with an irritated look and said, "Go pick it up somewhere else, this is not the place you should enter!"

Frieda looked puzzled, "But can't all garbage ships be picked up at will? I paid."

The man opposite instantly took out a gun from his pocket and pointed it at his forehead, which scared Frieda. He had never seen such a person before. Didn't the other party know the situation?

At this time, another person came down from the boat, pulled the man away, and said a few words in his ear.

After hearing this, the man's face relaxed, put away the gun and said, "Sorry, the garbage on our ship needs a specific company to receive it, get out!"

Frieda was so scared that he ran away quickly. As he ran, he thought, I have never heard of such a thing.

Will they not be allowed to pick up all the garbage in the future?

He was very worried. What should he do in the future?

This boat was a bit strange, and the people on it looked ferocious, not like they were in this line of work.

He cried out in bad luck and was about to run home.