"EASA is right here," a holographic map unfolded in front of Sun Jack.
Boxes popped up one after another, quickly revealing the overall distribution map of the entire EASA base.
"Who found it? Are you sure about the accuracy of the information?" Sun Jack asked.
"Absolutely sure. Although FFP has monitored and deleted network data, trying everything possible to hide EASA and deliberately deviating their flight paths away from cities, they didn't expect someone in the wilderness to have seen it."
"This is a message passed on by Wild Men who once lived in the wilderness near Rome. For the past several decades, their tribe worshiped a rocket flying through space as a deity."
"Now, besides EASA, there are no other aerospace companies on Earth, so it must be them. I deduced the exact coordinates of EASA based on the position of their tribe at that time and the angle of the flight. It's near the city of Rome."
As Tapai continued to explain, all sorts of data were displayed in front of Sun Jack, and eventually, the East longitude North latitude lines fixed at a point 126 kilometers southeast of Rome.
"The outpost has already arrived; we can confirm it's EASA without a doubt."
Soon after, various angle screens appeared before Sun Jack, accompanied by all kinds of detection devices scanning continuously; Sun Jack saw the EASA underground amidst a steel forest.
It was clear that the place was extremely hidden, yet the underground security systems were far from lax, even more stringent than the average city's air defense systems.
With five large nuclear fusion reactors alone, no one knew what they needed all that energy for, but regardless, it certainly wasn't for anything good.
It wasn't just here; it was foreseeable that as soon as this place was attacked, the city of Rome would indeed send corporate troops to reinforce immediately.
Sun Jack watched intently, his brows furrowed as he thought about his next move.
At that moment, Abu spoke up with some urgency: "Jack, we don't have time to waste. According to intelligence from major cities, we can confirm that all the military production enterprises that FFP could have downscaled are increasing production. And this time, it's different – the TT company and the DF23 alliance that are in opposition to FFP have also begun secret negotiations with FFP and are starting to sign various agreements."
"Their public relations department is also beginning to build momentum. All signs indicate that they're about to make a move against us—Detroit is gone, and now they're starting to use all their resources to take us down hard!"
"I fucking know!" Sun Jack said after quickly consulting with the Think Tank, "Don't stop the Himalaya plan! Continue taking Rome; betting on both fronts at the same time will also confound some of the enemy's judgments, avoiding their reinforcements."
After a pause, he continued, "As for EASA, I will go there myself! While the Himalaya strategy is taking Rome, we'll take the opportunity to strike."
"Wait, you can't go, it's too dangerous," Tapai interjected.
But Sun Jack shook his head, "No, I must go. Just last night, I thought of a way to deal with Lan Meng; I have to be there."
"What way?"
Faced with Tapai's question, Sun Jack just shook his head and didn't tell him. "A good method, just wait and see."
Under Sun Jack's orders, the fully-prepared Himalayas, along with all the spacecraft carriers, slowly departed from Paris. And Sun Jack, aboard the AA's spacecraft carrier, began to gradually separate from the main fleet, heading towards EASA.
To counter Lan Meng, this time Sun Jack had brought out everything that could be used.
Inside the spacecraft carrier, Sun Jack, clad in battle armor, sat surrounded by AAs, who were quickly swapping various mechanical prostheses on his body. The combat prosthesis Sun Jack was using was the most expensive and most advanced, ensuring maximal combat capability.
"Above space, there's no way back; we can only win this time, or else we'll all die up there."
Sun Jack spoke to the newly established elite channel, facing Lan Meng from FFP this time. Although in space, the sheer distance isolated most assassination attempts.
But to think that the old man's security team was absent would be nothing but a fool's dream.
Anyone could guess that his protective systems were armed to the teeth; killing him or capturing him would definitely not be an easy task.
To deal with Lan Meng, Sun Jack had this time brought along all individuals with the strongest single combat capabilities, to maximize the probability of killing Lan Meng. He even brought 30 large-yield nuclear bombs; if things really became unmanageable, they would directly obliterate the place where the guy lived.
He didn't even intend to meet Lan Meng. As long as his death could plunge the FFP into chaos, nothing else mattered.
With a light wave of the seated Sun Jack's hand, silver nanoworms, like a ribbon, gently wrapped around his hand, resonating with the nanoworms on his body as if breathing together.
"We've changed all the ICE and systems of the prosthetic bodies and external combat units on you to maintain combat capability against the network forces of Lan Meng," Sun Jack heard Saotome's reply by his ear.
"We've also installed an aggressive firewall for you, and with Tapai's assistance, there should be enough time for you to react in case the opponent's cyber technology is extremely strong, providing you with time to disconnect from the network."
"Understood." Sun Jack stood up, just to see No. 13 hand him a chip—a flesh chip with veins and a heartbeat, a technology where science and flesh merged to some extent.
"Gaofeng Technology's latest from the DNA Enhancement Laboratory, the improved Biotech Chip Type 2. Integrating DNA from other organisms into human DNA not only gives you stronger combat capability than before, but it even allows you to survive in space for a short time."
Sun Jack took it, looked at it, and then plugged it into his own slot. The next second, a kind of all-over numbness surged through him as his heart thudded away.
As he kept blinking, a translucent flash membrane formed over his eyes, preserving moisture and warmth in low-temperature environments, while the bone density in his body rapidly increased, with various key organs quickly transforming.
There weren't just one of him undergoing these changes; instead, a full 3000 Sun Jacks were performing the same synchronised operations. He didn't intend to bring many others; in this situation, he was most reliable.
As Sun Jack thought this, accompanied by two beeps, a window popped up in front of him: Prosthetic Body 009 requested a link.
With Sun Jack's confirmation, the whistling sound outside instantly rose, and a huge sky-base weapon floated outside, rapidly rotating and moving under Sun Jack's control.
Sun Jack, looking at the sky-base weapon that had accompanied him, felt his tense heart slightly relax. For a decapitation strike, having a weapon to one's complete satisfaction was indispensable.
"At last, I've fished you out of the sea, old friend."