China, Beijing, Red House.
At this moment, a red telephone rang on the table near the president.
As he glanced at it, the muscles in the corners of his eyes jumped slightly. Then he quickly picked up the phone.
"What's the matter?" The president asked.
The person on the other side answered quickly, "Sir, our department just received the latest information. The Old Immortal and Ye Bei on the flying ship just arrived on the high seas of the East China Sea, but three missiles are spotted and seemed to be coming from Japan's base. The target should be the flying cruise ship; how should we deal with this matter?"
"Japan, missile?" The president got up from the seat.
In fact, a minute ago, the president was still discussing with the top group of people in China how to deal with the destruction of the era.
As a result, just after returning from the meeting, he heard such news.
"Can we intercept it?"
