<h4>Chapter 1377: Chapter 1226: Confused (Please Subscribe!)</h4><h4></h4>


    Screen.


    "Signal Loss!" shing incessantly.


    Fukner’s heartbeat quickened.


    This feeling of not being in control.


    It terrified him, being merely a ’Professional Manager,’ not the owner of the Organization nor could he ever be. If the Experimental Base kept having issues, his years of merits would be insufficient to atone for the crimes.


    Death.


    Perhaps not death.


    But.


    Life would definitely be tough.


    Only hope.


    That his worries were unnecessary.


    Only hope it was just a malfunction on Jars’s part, though this reasoning couldn’t even convince himself, yet who doesn’t want to live well, God! Please stand by me this one more time!


    Fukner prayed ’devoutly.’


    Despite.


    His sins being beyond description.


    ...


    Mexico.


    West coast.


    A Civilian helicopter flew towards the Ind.


    It belonged to ’Kovalro’s’ special operations group, always on standby near the Headquarters, the few on board knew about the ind but only knew it was used for Scientific Research, nothing more.


    Since it was close to the sea.


    The helicopter was fast.


    Before long.


    They could see the small ind from afar.


    Upon seeing it.


    They were nearly scared to wet themselves.


    They saw ’curling smoke’ ascending on the small ind, not just from one ce, probably the Oil depots had exploded, thick ck smoke was rising, and so close by, they had not received any Signal from there.


    Immediately.


    They reported back to the Headquarters.


    "Go and see." Fukner urged hastily.


    "Yes."


    Though it was dangerous.


    That’s what they signed up for, dangerous or not, they had to go. The helicopter headed towards the ind, they were not foolish enough tond directly on the ind; that would be too risky.


    If there were enemies.


    And Surface-to-Air Weapons.


    Without a doubt.


    They would definitely turn into Fireworks.


    One round.


    "Gurgle."


    The person holding the Telescope couldn’t help but gulp.


    Through the telescope.


    He saw the remnants of wharfs and robust bunkers, and was spooked, "Keep at this distance, circle the ind once." The team leader didn’t want to be a target, he was very clear about the defenses here.


    Immediately reported.


    "Sir, the entire defensive instations and wharf around the ind are destroyed, it looks like from explosive materials, no Security personnel is visible around the ind, nor is there any gunfire, only two main and backup oil depots are burning."


    "..."


    On the other side.


    Fukner was stunned as well.


    He slowly sat back down.


    It seemed.


    He hadmitted too many misdeeds, and God simply didn’t care about him. The worst had happened, this ’Kovalro’srgest Experimental Base, was nowpletely ruined.


    He.


    Was in big trouble.


    "Keep circling the surrounding area, do notnd, wait for further orders."


    Head spinning.


    Fukner did not let the helicopternd on the ind, to avoid getting wiped out; then he would lose hisst pair of eyes nearby.


    "Yes."


    Just as the helicopter hovered.


    Fukner reported the incident, and what followed was a long silence. With such a major incident urring, the losses were already irrevocable. What mattered now was to find the perpetrator.


    Unfortunately.


    Kovalro’s operations were too extensive.


    They had too many enemies.


    There were no shortage of people with motives.


    "Fukner, what do you think?"


    "If we talk about those with the capability and motive to do this, there aren’t many worldwide. We just need to focus on these few, investigate thoroughly, and we will surely find out who did it," Fukner said.


    These words.


    Were rather unsophisticated.


    But what was needed now was not sophistication, but a solution.


    "Send another team over, I need to know the exact time and details of the incident, and what weapons they used. If it involvedrge-scale weapons, investigate the source deeply. As for yourpse... let’s discuss that after this matter is resolved."


    "Understood," Fukner said nervously.


    Not long after.


    Anotherrge group of rescue workers set out from Mexico and maind United States, filled not only with fully armed security personnel, but also many experts to identify the types of weapons used and to take samples from the scene.


    Since it was unclear whether the virus repository at the experimental base had leaked or not.


    All those involved were wearing protective clothing.


    As night approached.


    Hundreds of people cautiously managed to "upy" the entire ind. Experts reached a unanimous conclusion—the enemy came from the sky, as there were almost no bullet holes in the surrounding forest.


    As for the bullets.


    They weremon types, avable everywhere, and it was impossible to trace their origin. The only good news was that the shrapnel from the explosives used on the docks and defensive weapons had been found and identified as American-made weapons.


    "Shrapnel analysis shows that these weapons models are standardized, all belonging to Lockheed Martin Corporation, only purchasable by national-level entities. However, this model is widely sold, at least forty countries own them."


    At this point.


    The expert did not continue, and Fukner was speechless. The situation wasplicated. To find out who used them, they first needed to check who bought them, which was simple and only a phone call away.


    But.


    The difficult part was determining who actually used them.


    Due to the wide distribution of sales, even many African countries possessed this equipment. Yes, you can find out who bought it, but can you go door-to-door to each country’s inventory and ask how much ammunition they have?


    Heh.


    Nonsense.


    Even if Kovalro had extensive reach.


    They had never been so audacious, especially in some African countries, where the trafficking of military supplies was asmon as having a family meal. It seemed that this line of inquiry was carefully nned by others.


    To make you too afraid to investigate.


    "Do all attackse from the air?" Fukner asked.


    The expert exined, "Yes, there are no traces of ground battles, only arge-scale battle urred at the base entrance, but it seems the enemy cleaned up afterwards. All ammunition and such at the entrances were taken, making it impossible for us to determine their type."


    "There are many strange signs everywhere. Such powerful firepower left not even a small piece of debris, it’s as if not even a bit of paint was chipped off. Whether there is any foreign DNA residue still requires further experimentation."


    Having heard this.


    Fukner was certain.


    ---The opponent was very cunning.


    An attack nearlying from the sky?


    The sky.


    Helicopter.


    That was his first thought.


    As for why he didn’t suspect a fighter jet or something simr, it was essentially the same as suspecting a helicopter. The defensive weapons on the ind were capable of downing most aircraft in the world.


    Interception?


    Heh.


    That’s in the movies.


    In reality, an aircraft that has been locked on has no more than a 30% chance of escaping, and that’s a conservative estimate. They possessed the most advanced interception systems, and this was not just boasting.


    What exactly had happened.


    To cause their air defense system worth hundreds of millions of dors to fail...


    "Air...air..." Fukner muttered.


    He really couldn’t figure out.


    What had destroyed the system.


    Could it be.


    Like before, someone ced a ’brick’?