Reality offered no clear answer.
Since the Luxury Cruise Ship had no platform where an interstellar shuttle could land, the assault team captain had to exit the cabin himself, use the Exoskeleton Armor's short-range flight capability, land directly on the ship, cross the final kilometer, and deliver the package personally.
Without a doubt, anyone who could mobilize military resources on this scale had to be someone of immense power and influence.
If it were merely to satisfy certain people's curiosity, it could still be called absurd nonsense. But if it involved the mastermind behind this incident, or even destroying physical evidence... surely not.
As a qualified career soldier, the assault team captain should not have been wildly spinning scenarios in his head. But given the situation, he could not help overthinking. At the open hatch, he instinctively checked the black box built into his armor before leaping out. Using the Exoskeleton Armor's short-range jet engines, he pierced through layer after layer of clouds and rapidly approached the luxury yacht.
Almost the instant he exited the cabin and swooped downward, the high-precision radar reported multiple signals that could potentially threaten him. The assault team captain nearly slammed back into the shuttle. At that moment, his superior promptly reassured and warned him:
"You don't need to worry about anything. Safely deliver the item into the designated person's hands, and you'll be credited for meritorious service."
This sounded even more like an illegal operation...
The assault team captain cursed furiously in his heart, but he still steeled himself and maneuvered toward the luxury yacht beneath the wildly flashing warning lights.
When he was only around two hundred meters away from the yacht in a straight line, a voice finally came through the temporary communication channel that had been designated earlier:
"Come to this