PS: I'm sorry for the late update, which tired the book friends.

Another round of shells swept in, and Wu Ge's talisman was broken.

Wu Ge roared and rushed towards the heights. The shells exploded in hot pursuit at his feet, like a thick gray-white rope.

"He's flying high...... Laser cannon!"

Wilson shouted.

The laser fired. Wu Ge abandoned the talisman charm and dodged lasers and piles of anti-aircraft missiles at high altitude with speed...... This move is really very thrilling, you must know that he is now injured after all, and flying at the limit speed is a great test for him.

However, if he wants to get close to the destroyer, he can't break through the close defense system, and if he wants to go away, he has to be afraid of the tracking fire of the opponent's laser. You must know that the range of the laser is extremely long, and if you always let people follow behind, you have to let others die of consumption.

Wu Ge gritted his teeth and circled in the air, successfully moved to the back of the destroyer, and then slammed down, returning to the state of skimming the sea. As a result, the laser launcher was blocked by its own bridge, and the other two warships did not have time to adjust their positions, and the threat to Wu Ge was greatly reduced.

Wilson broke out in a cold sweat.

"Turning the rudder...... Right full rudder. He shouted.

But Wu Ge did not take advantage of this opportunity to attack - he was wounded again when he was hit by a fragment of an anti-aircraft missile while he was circling in the air just now. Moreover, after half a day of fierce fighting, his current consumption is too large. In this case, even the close defense system of a warship is too much of a threat to him. Rather than spending a precious opportunity on an attack that you didn't grasp, it is better to retreat decisively.

Wu Ge's speed is not as fast as that of modern airplanes. But it's still much faster than a ship. By the time Wilson realized that Wu Ge was trying to escape and commanded the destroyer to adjust its direction, Wu Ge had already gone far. Although then the destroyer fired several lasers at Wu Ge. But as the distance increased, Wu Ge's trace gradually disappeared on the detector screen.

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After losing Wu Ge's traces, Wilson quickly arranged several fleets to set up a narrow pocket array in the vast Pacific Ocean, and used planes to deliver special probes to all ships overnight...... Originally, he thought that his arrangement was strict enough, but who knew that the threat of this mysterious cultivator was still unexpected. This time he lost two planes, two pieces of special equipment, three of his men, and the destroyer was also damaged to a certain extent. Don't get a complete win soon. He could not explain it to Mr. President.

An AWACS aircraft is also being urgently refitted and is ready to take off for search after installing a special detector.

Until then, Wilson was accompanied by Lloyd. Rushed to the hospital to visit Richardson.

Even for practitioners in the mundane realm, trauma is not something to be feared. But when the bandaged Richardson appeared, Wilson was taken aback.

"I really didn't expect Mr. Chairman to be hurt to such a serious extent, otherwise I would have come to visit earlier. ”

Wilson said with a sad face.

"Nothing. ”

Richardson said in a hoarse voice. Speaking of which. The injuries to his vocal cords were probably the most severe in his body.

"So ......"

After briefing Richardson and Lloyd on the round-up of the mystical practitioners. Wilson said tentatively:

"I wonder if the current situation of Mr. President can help us find this ......"

"No, this won't work!" Lloyd immediately interrupted Wilson. "If I had known that you were looking for Mr. Richardson today for this purpose, I would never have ......"

"Why not, Lloyd? Isn't that what we should be doing now?"

Richardson shouted majestically. Although there is a little bit of comical flavor in it due to the hoarseness of the voice.

Wilson had a smile on his face.

"I can't bear it......," he said hypocritically. "But I know that Mr. Richardson must be very eager to catch this troublemaker as soon as possible. After all, he was the one who sabotaged the conference you were hosting......"

Richardson turned his head and glared at Wilson fiercely...... You have your share in sabotaging the conference, and I'm afraid you'll sabotage even more!

But he didn't say it.

"Bring me the picture. ”

He struggled to his feet.

"Mr. President, your current physical condition ......"

Lloyd said worriedly.

"I'm fine. ”

Richardson said stubbornly.

Wilson pulls out a large-scale chart that he has prepared. Spread flat on a large table. Richardson sat down at the table and tapped a finger on the diagram.

"Last night at 10 o'clock was two minutes away...... Over here. ”

Wilson pointed out attentively.

Richardson took a pen from Wilson. The point is at the point where Wilson is pointing.

"So, is he hurt?" he asked.

"We're sure he's got some injuries...... But it doesn't seem to have much impact on him. ”

Wilson replied.

Richardson nodded and closed his eyes.

Lloyd knew that Richardson was now wielding an ancient secret art. This secret art is said to have been developed by ancient humans during long-term hunting, and the escape path of the prey can be deduced. Later, it was carried forward in the hands of practitioners. However, because there are many factors to consider in the derivation process, it is very labor-intensive for the practitioner. In Richardson's current state, he was really not suitable for this secret art.

Richardson's hands trembled, slowly drawing a complex curve on the chart.

"Are you sure he'll run away like this?"

When Richardson opened his eyes, Wilson asked.

"If you're not sure about that, you don't have to come to me. ”

Richardson replied dissatisfied.

"Well, I don't mean to offend. But ......"

"But what?"

Wilson stared at the curve, his brain racing.

"What if ......," he asked, pointing his finger at a point in the curve, "if he were intercepted here, in what direction would he flee?"

"Mr. Wilson," exclaimed Lloyd, "don't you think you're going a little too far?"

Wilson was a little embarrassed, but Richardson waved his hand and stopped Lloyd.

"You're saying that with your deployment, you can only intercept at this point at the moment, but you can't be sure of victory, right?"

He asked.

"That's true. Wilson said, spreading his hands. "If he does follow this route, he will jump out of our encirclement before we muster enough strength. ”

Richardson closed his eyes again.

Lloyd made a threatening gesture to Wilson, who shrugged his shoulders and gave an apologetic smile.

When Richardson opened his eyes again, a straight line appeared on the chart pointing to the upper right.

Wilson had a smile on his face.

"Will he run away along this route?" he asked.

"Not bad...... I think this line will be very satisfying to you, right?"

Richardson asked, squinting at Wilson.

"Of course. Wilson rubbed his hands together.

"So satisfied. (To be continued......)