Mr. Shen, you've made a tremendous contribution! Your pact with Firebird has secured so much for us!

Who should it attack...?

That blue six-pointed star! Shen Le nearly blurted it out.

Those bastards had practically enraged heaven and earth, sinking to one new low after another. They could give the Japanese invaders of old a run for their money!

No, no, that blue six-pointed star was too far away. That wouldn't serve our interests. If we're going to attack anyone, make it that carrier battle group!

That would teach it to keep cruising around strategic chokepoints and coming over to threaten us whenever a conflict broke out!

Wait, though... given the current situation, was ordering Firebird to start a war really appropriate?

Firebird wasn't invincible, after all. Leaving aside supernatural powers-I could beat it up with the Dragon Flag-even our frigate should be able to take two or three hits, right?

What if it attacked the carrier battle group, lost, and got itself killed instead?

Thoughts whirled through Shen Le's head. Finally, he gritted his teeth and decided to stop trying:

"We can discuss who to attack later. Could you let me meet up with my comrades first? They came to support us, and they're very nervous and worried..."

With its treasure in Shen Le's hands, Firebird had little choice. It backed away slightly, signaling him to go ahead, and Shen Le had Cloud Kun slowly surface.

The moment they poked their heads above the waves, a sailor rushed onto the deck with specialized equipment and began taking measurements:

"Our fleet is about fifty kilometers southwest of us. Shall we join them and use their cover to continue our discussion?"

[The ship that attacked me?... All right.] Firebird was reluctant, but had no choice but to agree.

It beat its wings a few times, growing smaller and smaller until it became a bird the size of a