Super Invincible Battleship
Chapter 889

Chapter 889: Chapter 363 Warm Moments_2 Chapter 889: Chapter 363 Warm Moments_2 So, in fact, Dream Island had already seized control of The United States of America's space warfare capabilities. Not only did the use of military weapons in The United States rely on satellites, but so did their high-tech equipment. Once Dream Island destroyed all of The United States' satellites, weapons and high-tech devices that depended on satellite data would become useless scraps of metal.

It was contemplating this dreadful consequence that silenced the Command Center of The United States. A staff member, seeing the President staring blankly, cautiously asked, “Mr. President, do we need to retalize against Dream Island?”

The President of The United States suddenly bellowed, “You tell me, what do we have to retaliat with?”

The adjacen staff was somewhat at a loss for words. It was the first time in many years that The United States felt helpless in the face of unfolding events. Before, the President of The United States only had to ask, “Where are our aircraft carriers?” or “Where are our satellites and missiles?” to solve all problems. But now there was nothing The United States could depend on. Deprived of their capabilities in the sky, The United States looked extremely vulnerable.

The President of The United States was profoundly shaken inside, but after all, he was a significant figure and quickly regained composure, saying, “Get me the bastard who put together this African operation plan immediately. I want him flayed alive. He has caused The United States to suffer a huge loss. Also, from now on, don't even think about containing Dream Island. We must negotiate with Dream Island. We need to restore friendly relations with them. Only when we join hands will the world be filled with peace… ”

After Dream Island forcefully displayed its strength by destroying The United States' oncoming Intercontinental Ballistic Missiles and satellites in outer space, not only did The United States immediately change its strategy of dealing with Dream Island, but other countries that witnessed the event began to change their approaches and adjust their relations with Dream Island.

With the acquisition of space-based anti-missile ability, Dream Island's status rapidly rose, and it now had the right to speak loudly on the world stage.

Having dealt with the lethal threat from The United States, Yan Fei dispelled the previous gloom and became cheerful. Under his control, the Drone swiftly flew through the sky, quickly passing the twilight line, re-entering darkness. In the dark, the Drone continued its rapid flight. Three and a half hours later, it had traversed a considerable distance, crossing from the southeast part of the African continent over the Indian Ocean and the Asian Continent, then returned to Dream Island in the North Pacific.

By the time the Drone landed on Dream Island, it was 5 a.m. local time. Yan Fei first concealed the Drone, which was nearly out of Energy Points, in the nearby seabed, then called over the personnel from the Dream Island Guard.

Nie Sanfeng, who had been steadfastly holding his post, showed admiration in eyes when he discovered that the hostages kidnapped from Dream Island had been brought back by Yan Fei. He knew Yan Fei possessed amazing strength and would certainly bring back the kidnapped Hostage, but he didn't expect that in less than 24 hours, Yan Fei would indeed return with the kidnapped hostages.

Nie Sanfeng knew that Yan Fei had many secrets, and as a qualified subordinate, it was his duty to safeguard his boss's secrets. Therefore, he didn't ask further questions but instead organized his men to take the six hostages, anesthetized with sedatives, to the Guard Squad Headquarters, ensuring the guards took good care of them until they woke up.

After handling everything, Yan Fei finally drove back home. While still outside the villa, he saw a light in his house from a distance. This light wasn't bright, but it was magical, allowing Yan Fei to find his way home wherever he went. Through the glass of the room, Yan Fei could vaguely see Wen Rou curled up on the sofa, facing the front door.

As soon as Yan Fei opened the door, the sleeping Wen Rou was startled awake. It turned out that tonight, Yan Fei hadn't come home, and Wen Rou, worried about his safety, had been waiting for him in the living room. Eventually, she fell asleep, but she wasn't a heavy sleeper; as soon as Yan Fei came home, she woke up.

Seeing Yan Fei come back safely, all traces of fatigue vanished from Wen Rou's face. She rubbed her eyes and said happily, “Little Fei, you're back!”

Seeing Wen Rou, especially hearing her say “you're back,” filled Yan Fei's heart with a sense of peace and joy, for this was what felt like home to him. He said apologetically, “Little Rou, I'm sorry for making you wait so long, I came back late.”

Wen Rou smiled and said, “Not at all, you are someone with big responsibilities. No matter how late you come home, I will always wait for you.”

Yan Fei took off his coat, which remained undamaged despite the night's intense battles. Wen Rou took his coat, shook it a few times, and hung it on the coat rack. She said, “Little Fei, you must be very hungry after working so hard for so long. I saved some food for you. Wash your hands, and I'll bring it right up.”

After washing his hands and sitting at his own dining table, watching Wen Rou humming a tune and busying herself in the kitchen, Yan Fei felt a wave of relief wash over him. On the African continent, facing immense threats, he felt no sense of security, always in danger, either being schemed against by the enemy or plotting against others. He felt incredibly tired and worn out. Only upon returning to his own home and seeing the loving Wen Rou did he feel relaxed. Only with Wen Rou could he find the haven for his soul.