Eddy's plane appeared over the open ocean, drawing closer to the offshore base. The facility's fire-control radar had already locked on.
With a single command from Director-General Ablett, the aircraft—and everyone aboard—could be reduced to ashes in an instant.
"Director-General, should we drive them off?" one of the staff asked.
"Let Professor Reese's plane leave unharmed," Ablett replied coolly, barely glancing at the creeping red dot on the radar.
The staff member immediately relayed the order through the radio to Fernando's plane, which then soared over the base and veered away.
"Sir, Professor Reese's aircraft is leaving," a bodyguard reported quietly, approaching the cockpit. "What about us?"
"Keep heading for the island," Eddy replied, his voice icy cold.
They were somewhere in the middle of the Pacific, surrounded by international waters—no country's territory for hundreds of miles. There was no good reason for Fernando's flight path to cross this area, especially since he'd brought Terrell along, and Terrell wore the Ocean Jewel necklace. The only explanation was that they were visiting someone on a nearby island—probably his wife.
"Yes, sir!"
The bodyguard gave orders for the pilot to approach the island.
Inside the base, suddenly, the security grid blared with alarms.
Ablett froze in front of the control room door as a staffer reported anxiously, "Director-General, that plane just breached the perimeter!"
"Take them down, sir! Now!"
Security at the base was no joke—any hesitation could be fatal. With a sharp look from Ablett, the staffer activated the fire-control system.
A missile shot out from the base, streaking straight for Eddy's plane in a matter of seconds.
At that very moment, the base's massive protective shield vibrated with magnetic force.
The aircraft suddenly lost control, plunging into a free fall.
By a hair's breadth, the missile grazed the top of the falling plane.
But once a target was locked by the fire-control radar, there was no escape. The missile arced through the sky and zeroed in on the plummeting aircraft once more.
The plane hit the ocean, the missile followed.
A thunderous explosion shook the Pacific, sending shockwaves through the rolling waves.
Later, when a submarine crew returned from recovering debris, they reported, "No wreckage found, sir. The plane was blown to bits."
Ablett noticed Blanche looked troubled and dismissed the others.
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