It was fast, stable, and accurate. Jack had no choice but to give up contact with the outside world and really became a repairman, replacing the old equipment on the submarine.
He had a vague idea in his heart. He couldn't let the number one terrorist organization continue to develop. It must be contained. With such terrifying efficiency, coupled with the cover of the Beacon Group, they only needed five or six years to build a Dark Kingdom. As long as the person in charge didn't seek death, they could basically develop steadily.
"How is it? can the ship be repaired?" James asked.
Jack and a few engineers were doing the maintenance together. He was not alone. James did not trust anyone, so the work was done in a team, and they supervised each other.
"Sure!" Jack said indifferently.
The other engineers also agreed, and James was relieved.
James patted Jack's shoulder."Come over and have a drink tonight."
"Alright!"
