Chapter 2777 Success

"Boom boom boom!"

At half past eleven in the night, twenty-seven explosions were heard from the vast Expedition, one after another, each one louder than the last.

Not only did the Expedition continue to burst into flames, but the port also continued to shake during the explosion. Many people witnessed the destruction of the Expedition.

"General, the weapons and equipment of the Expedition have been dismantled!"

"General, the Expedition's electronic equipment has been destroyed!"

"General, the Expedition's steam turbine boiler has been damaged!"

"General, the main structure of the Expedition has been continuously blasted..."

On this night, thirty senior Uzbek officials and six members of the Western embassy stood in the port hall where the Expedition could be seen.

Ye Tianlong and General Ugo also stood in front.

They witnessed the destruction of the Expedition together. The thick smoke and the shaking of the earth made dozens of people present tense up and worry about flying debris.

At the same time, looking at the explosion scene in front of them, many people believed that the Expedition was probably destroyed, and it would be useless for Ye Tianlong to buy it back.

The cost of repairing the damage is probably more expensive than recasting an aircraft carrier.

They also received news that General Ugo hated Ye Tianlong deeply, but he was helpless as a seller and customer and could not kill Ye Tianlong on the spot.

Therefore, he took a detour and gave Ye Tianlong a heavy blow, retrieved Oaker and other engineers, and asked them to take charge of the destruction of the Expedition.

If those old experts who are familiar with the Expedition take action, it is impossible for the Expedition to have any value left.

Buying a pile of scrap metal for 240 million, Ye Tianlong suffered a big loss. In fact, looking at the screen, Ye Tianlong's face was as ugly as a dark cloud.

Several Western personnel gloated about his misfortune. They hated and feared Ye Tianlong, but they did not take the initiative to provoke him.

As the explosion sounded, the expedition's lights gradually went out. From the bottom to the top, the lights went out layer by layer. It was obvious that the destruction was about to be completed.

Then, the Expedition exploded again.

"boom!"

This explosion was earth-shattering, as if it was hit by a cannonball. Not only did the fire rise, but there was also thick smoke.

The screen in front of Ye Tianlong and the others also shook a few times and almost fell from the wall, and several windows were shattered.

This explosion is a bit big.

General Ugo and the others' expressions changed dramatically: "What's going on?"

"Report to the general!"

At this moment, another shout came from the intercom, with unspeakable panic:

"The hull of the Expedition was severely damaged. When Mr. Ogle and others left the command room, they were blown over by an undismantled cannonball, leaving no trace of their bodies..."

The soldier cried bitterly: "Eight people died..."

General Ugo's body swayed and his face turned pale: "What?"

At this time, the screen returned to normal, and everyone could see the Expedition clearly.

The medical staff and soldiers on the ship were hurriedly carrying out a few black people on stretchers, no, to be precise, a few black bodies.

The scene was chaotic...

General Ugo shouted again: "To what extent has the damage work been completed?"

The soldier responded quickly: "Ninety-nine percent."

"Stop working and do your best to save people."

General Ugo waved his hand: "At the same time, the news is blocked from the outside world, and today's news is not allowed to be spread."

A group of cronies responded loudly: "Understood."

After seeing that a human life had been lost, the Western personnel who originally wanted to check carefully went to the ship for a walk early and then called it a day, expressing satisfaction with the blasting...

Moreover, it was pitch black, there was no light or drawings, and they did not dare to go deep into the Expedition's inner cabin to check.

It was a maze-like place. Once you fainted and couldn't get out, you would probably die in it.

"Woo——"

On this night, Huangque, Tianmo, and Canshou, along with nearly thirty members of the Quetang and Feng groups, drove thirty trucks to Lenin Middle Road.

The truck moved forward leisurely, rounding two corners and arriving at a suspended bullet factory. The building was dilapidated, the walls were high and the surroundings were pitch black.

"Whoosh——"

When the truck flashed three long and two short lights, the members of the Phoenix Group who had been waiting quickly opened the door.

Thirty trucks slowly drove in, and then stopped in front of a seven-story building.

Thirty members of the Phoenix Group got out of the car, flashed their firearms and spread out on guard.

Huang Que and Canshou looked at each other, nodded to Mai who was not far away, and then they entered the building with the twelve Que Hall disciples.

A key flashed out of his hand.

Tian Mo stayed at the door, monitoring the surrounding environment.

Huang Que and the others moved swiftly to the basement, inserted the keys in their hands into the upper and lower keyholes, and then each turned the cipher disk to check the password.

At the same time, they placed an artificial hand on two computer touch screens.

After a while, the computer pronounced: "The password is correct and the palm print is correct. Welcome to the Ogle database. I wish you a happy weekend!"

The iron door rumbled open, Huangque and Canshou walked in, and then opened two more steel doors and came to an open and dry hall.

Clear vision.

They quickly felt the spaciousness and standard of the database: each data cabinet was made of iron and arranged in neat rows.

The list of items in the cabinet is marked in Russian on the cabinet. The temperature is suitable, the old fluorescent lamp emits a soft light, and the room is almost spotless.

"Bangdang——"

Huang Que stepped forward and opened a cupboard. After entering the password to open the inner layer of protection, he immediately saw the paper-covered information file.

Like mountains and seas.

A strong sense of history hits your face.

Canshou murmured: "The great expedition, the great future..."

Huang Que looked at these materials and felt a sense of change: "I originally thought that Oger was just lying. How could they stand up to forty divisions?"

"Seeing these things..."

Huang Que sighed softly: "They are worth the price."

The crystallization of human wisdom is so simple but cannot be underestimated.

"All sealed and shipped away!"

Huang Que gave an order: "The destination is Tianlong Island. Gods will kill gods if they block them, and ghosts will kill ghosts if they block them..."

"yes!"

The twelve Que Hall disciples responded loudly.

Five o'clock in the morning, just before dawn.

While Huangque and the others were putting all the design and construction drawings of the Expedition into operation, Ye Tianlong and General Ugo were standing on the terrace of Lancheng Port.

The sight of the two of them was the Expedition that had cleared away the ruins.

Neither of them spoke, they just watched quietly. After reaching an agreement on many things, the rest was tacit understanding.

At half past five, six tugboats and three cargo ships arrived at Lancheng Port. After a lot of work, the tugboats firmly hooked the expedition and began to exert force.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the Expedition, which had not moved much for decades, began to move a little bit. Then, the cracks as it deviated from the shore became larger and larger.

Then, it swayed and began to move on the sea surface. The waves gradually rolled up, blooming with long-lost vitality.

"Beep——"

When the Expedition completely turned around and sailed slowly outside the port, the officer in charge of the guard suddenly blew a whistle.

Following this whistle, all the port guards ran out and stood where they could see the Expedition.

"Snapped--"

More than sixty Uzbek soldiers saluted the Expedition. Their bodies were as straight as a mountain. Tears welled up in their eyes and stained the military uniforms on their chests.

Shipyard employees and commodity inspectors also raised their right hands uncontrollably to pay their final tribute to the Expedition.

The end of one empire's glory is also the beginning of another.

Ugo also straightened his body and saluted Ye Tianlong:

"Captain Ye, have a safe journey."