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If Jiang Chen were to sink a United States warship, the consequences would be unimaginable. He was not a person who enjoyed killing; the people he killed were those who deserved it. If he truly killed without hesitation, this blizzard would be enough to freeze everyone on those United States warships to death.
However, Jiang Chen did not do so. After all, there were at least hundreds of people aboard those ships; they were merely soldiers, bound to follow Bai Erxun's orders.
"Others can be spared, but there is one person I must kill," Jiang Chen said, his expression darkening as he spoke coldly.
"Mr. Jiang, are you referring to Bai Erxun?" Yang Jigong asked.
Jiang Chen remained silent.
"Mr. Jiang, if you kill him directly, it will cause a lot of trouble. Bai Erxun has a high standing in the United States military," Yang Jigong said with concern. After all, with so many witnesses, if Jiang Chen acted directly, even if he didn’t destroy the United States warships, killing a general would not be taken lightly by the United States.
"My patience will not always be as good as it is today, and my heart will not remain soft forever. If they are sensible, this matter can end here; if they are not, I will accompany them to the end," Jiang Chen said indifferently.
Yang Jigong looked at the young man before him as if he were a devil, sending chills down his spine.
Meanwhile, aboard the United States warship, Bai Erxun was hiding in the inner cabin with the heating on but still felt bone-chilling cold.
"General, the snow outside has stopped, but there are several meters of snow accumulated. We are clearing it and should be able to get out in about an hour," a soldier reported.
"Hurry up and clear it!" Bai Erxun said in a deep voice while cursing the dreadful weather.
Suddenly, everyone’s attention was drawn to something at the door; snow from outside began rolling into the inner cabin and was spreading like a torrent of mud and stones.
"This is bad; the snow outside is too thick; it's an avalanche!"
"Quickly close the hatch!" someone inside shouted urgently.
No one wanted the snow to fill the entire cabin and suffocate them. Unfortunately, the hatch could not be closed. Panic ensued among them as they realized that the snow was moving in one direction.
It was as if the snow had eyes; Bai Erxun sensed something was wrong and hurried to evade it. But wherever he went, the snow followed him until it finally spread beneath his feet and engulfed him.
The others watched in shock; however, since Bai Erxun was a general, despite their fear, they steeled themselves to attempt a rescue. Yet that snow seemed alive, wrapping Bai Erxun like a snowman, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not clear it away from him.
...
"Mr. Jiang, how do you plan to deal with Bai Erxun?" Yang Jigong asked when he saw Jiang Chen staring ahead thoughtfully.
"No need to deal with him," Jiang Chen replied.
"Mr. Jiang, have you come to a conclusion? That's good. Even if you kill Bai Erxun, it won't actually solve the problem," Yang Jigong sighed in relief. In Yang Jigong's belief, even if one had to resort to violence, it was always the Americans who struck first; the Huaxia people must never initiate conflict. Moreover, taking action often did not resolve issues.
"I said there's no need to deal with him because he's already dead," Jiang Chen casually remarked.
"What? Bai Erxun is dead? When did this happen?" Yang Jigong exclaimed in shock.
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