Chapter 127: A Sense of Familiarity
"Target spotted. Are they really going through the Dover Strait?"
In the Dover Strait, the Illuminati could see the Evil Dragon's cargo ship sailing through in plain sight.
Illuminati personnel on both the north and south shores spotted the Evil Dragon standing proudly at the bow.
"You've got to be kidding..."
"Do they really think we won't open fire?"
The Illuminati forces on both shores found it absurd.
One man in a wheelchair watched with hatred in his eyes.
"Thomas, have the military blow them out of the water." The man in the wheelchair was the one who had been struck by an arrow from the sky.
But Thomas said, "Calm down, Laffey. We'd better not open fire here. This is the busiest shipping lane in the world. There are ships from every country on the surface and a tunnel beneath the seabed. Do you want to start a battle here?"
"We've already caused too much trouble in London lately, and England isn't happy. Now that the Messiah people are leaving, the authorities are actually glad. They want us to wait until the ship leaves the surrounding waters before making our move."
Laffey slapped the arm of his wheelchair. "So we're supposed to board them? Can you beat the Evil Dragon? There are other experts aboard too!"
Thomas replied calmly, "Don't let your injury cloud your judgment, Laffey."
"Once they cross the Dover Strait and enter the wider English Channel, I'll send a warship to ram them and sink them."
"Accidents happen all the time along this route. Half the world's maritime accidents occur here. Accidentally sinking one cargo ship won't matter."
Laffey glanced at Thomas but said nothing.
The moment he became disabled, his standing in Saya Squad had fallen. Thomas held command