Seagull-class transport ships could easily hijack military satellites in orbit, but it couldn't place cameras in Hill's office.
Unfortunately, Jiang Chen could only hear the sound and couldn't see her last gaffe.
When he turned off the camera, he closed the suitcase and pushed it to the side.
Jiang Chen leaned back in the chair as he looked at the officer next to him who picked up the suitcase, then took a deep breath, and slowly relaxed his tense muscles.
Only he knew that his back was completely drenched.
Just half a minute ago, he was prepared for the worst to happen. If the nuclear war broke out, his first step would be to take his relatives onto the space elevator, take the Seagull-class to the Lunar Colony, wait for Lin Lin to invent interdimensional travel, then move his family to the apocalypse.
As for this world, his only option would be to give it up.
