At the speed of the Iron Man suit, even without flying at full speed, Chen Mo caught up before long with the Boeing 747 passenger jet returning under the escort of two fighter jets.
Flying close to the sea before slipping beneath the airliner, Chen Mo shut off the thrusters and instantly teleported into the cockpit.
Having just acquired a big new pet, Chen Mo was in a good mood. He sat directly in the Captain's seat but did not disengage the autopilot.
He knew this was not over yet. Japan's whaling operations would not stop because of this, and the dolphin slaughter in Taiji Town, Wakayama Prefecture, would resume before long. If he wanted to stop them for good, Chen Mo had to do something.
The simplest method would naturally be to wear the Iron Man suit and sink every whaling ship, but that could easily cause panic and was far too crude.
But without using violence, dealing with them would be rather troublesome.
Chen Mo could not help thinking of the black anti-whaling ship that had fought the whaling vessel, as well as the Ocean Guardian Association members aboard the speedboats.
Like Chen Mo, these people sought to stop the slaughter of whales, and they had been working toward that goal for many years. However, their own strength was insufficient, and they had been unable to effectively stop Japan's whaling ships from slaughtering large numbers of whales.
But with Chen Mo's support, things would be completely different!
After forming a plan, Chen Mo could not help smiling. He then temporarily set the matter aside and turned his attention back to the plane.
According to J.A.R.V.I.S.'s monitoring of the airspace ahead, air traffic control had already cleared away every aircraft in front of them. There should be no danger