And, at the same time.

Above, another man in sunglasses quickly jumped down from a hundred meters in the air...!

"Boom...&!" The man in sunglasses landed, the moment he hit the ground.

Underfoot, the entire thick and hard aircraft carrier deck was cracked and dented!

A terrible depression formed along the perimeter of his body!

this…!

simply!

The force of one person fell and dented the entire deck to this point?

It can be seen how dense and heavy his body is?!

Codenamed Death, Chen Zongheng’s body mass and weight are over 300 kilograms!

However, the weight of the man in sunglasses in front of me has definitely exceeded 300 pounds!

The man in sunglasses had cold eyes and slowly stood up from the deck.

Like a Terminator from hell.

The captain of the Ford looked solemn, stepped forward quickly, and bowed respectfully!

"Captain Ford, Clinton... met... Mr. Detroit!"

The figure in front of me is... the most mysterious agency in the Atlantic Ocean, the CIA, one of the top agents!

Codename:Detroit!

Atlantic continent, agent code names, are all named after Atlantic cities.

The higher the agent level, the stronger the city code it represents!

It is said that currently...the CIA's most powerful No. 1 agent is codenamed: [New York]!

Rampant across the world, killing invincibly.

And, the one in front of me is... codename, Detroit!

Detroit.

It is the largest urban agglomeration in Atlantic Michigan!

Ranked tenth among all Atlantic cities!

Population density, 9 million!

This is a top ten super city.

And, this agent is named after the code name [Detroit], which shows how strong he is?!

Detroit wore sunglasses, looked indifferent, and slowly glanced around.

On the pair of sunglasses on his face, various data and information... are constantly displayed on the lenses of the sunglasses.

This pair of glasses was specially developed by the Atlantic Military Intelligence Secret Service and the Hexagon Building, and is super agent equipment.

Equipped by Atlantic's codename agents, the sunglasses are made of ultra-high-tech nanochips, which can perform computer calculations and analysis in an instant.

Provide strong support for the agents' actions!

At this time, the pair of sunglasses on Detroit's face were constantly showing various numerical values.

[Aircraft carrier damage level, 60%.]

[Deck destroyed area, 3441 square meters.]

[The remaining fighter jets on site, 1.]

[Nuclear reactor damage degree, 0.1%.]

He took a general glance and instantly analyzed the comprehensive damage situation of the aircraft carrier.

Comprehensive assessment, damage level, serious.

"The other party only has one J-20 fighter jet?" Detroit asked with a calm and indifferent expression, his eyes locked on Clinton.

Clinton nodded solemnly and said ferociously, "Yes, there is only one J-20! The driver of that fighter is the Grim Reaper!"

Huh~!

When he heard the word 'death', Detroit's pupils suddenly froze under his sunglasses.

In the hot summer, the most terrifying code-named agent, the God of Death?

His eyes were profound and incomprehensible, looking around at the surrounding scene and environment.

The pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose is constantly calculating data.

Sunglasses is deducing and calculating...restore the battle situation at the scene:

Soon, a three-dimensional image appeared on the sunglasses.

That is, a battle scene reproduction derived from a nanocomputer.

When I saw the battle in my sunglasses.

Detroit's eyes gradually condensed.

Codename, Death?!

He has to raise his threat assessment to Yan Xia's mysterious agent to another level.

The Reaper's combat capabilities have...completely exceeded their existing threat assessment system.

That is a terrifying and terrifying figure that has never been seen before.

"Keep the nuclear reactor cool. Do not turn it on without an order." Detroit's eyes were deep and he spoke, warning Clinton.

"Yes." Clinton nodded respectfully.

He, the captain of the mighty Ford nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, at this moment, actually maintained such a respectful attitude in front of this CIA agent.

This is simply.

This shows how high the status of the agent in front of you is?!

Then, he slowly turned his head and stared at the western sea.

At dusk, the end of the endless blue sea...hundreds of kilometers away.

That is, the Persian Gulf straits.

"That place is the sea base for the three continents' joint military exercises?" Detroit asked slowly with deep eyes and a calm and indifferent voice.

"Yes! The joint military exercise of the three major continents is taking place in the Persian Gulf, two hundred kilometers away from the sea!" Clinton looked solemn and reported!

Detroit's eyes slowly condensed.

"What was your original mission?" he asked.

Clinton looked complicated and said solemnly, "In the name of the Supreme Commander of the Navy, I am ordered to join the USS Ford and the Nimitz-class USS on a joint expedition to the Persian Gulf waters to launch interference, sabotage and disruption to the joint military exercises of the three continents.

The plans for military exercises in most continents have dealt a blow to morale."

Clinton's voice was a little complicated and solemn.

Today, this naval battle.

It was simply the greatest humiliation in his life.

He has never been so embarrassed in this blue ocean in his life...!

But now, in the hands of that damn Yanxia agent, codenamed Death, he was slapped hard... twice in a row!

The first time was two years ago in the Pacific Ocean!

That time, almost all of the numerous Hornet fighter jets on board the Ford were shot down.

lost heavily!

The second time is today!

Today, that damn devil came with a J-20 fighter jet and dropped several anti-ship missiles, almost sinking his entire aircraft carrier fleet!

If not for the end, he was forced to use a nuclear reactor.

This forced Death to leave...

Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!

This is simply the most humiliating scene Clinton has ever suffered in his life!

Hear Captain Clinton's mission debrief.

Agent Detroit's eyes slowly narrowed.

He reached out and pushed up the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

With calm eyes, he said slowly, "Tonight, leave your mission to me."
To be continued...