The master bedroom of Lingtong and Wang Jixuan has now become a temporary combat command center.
A projection of each staff member is scattered throughout, and two rows of projection screens have appeared before Lingtong, who is sitting on the sofa.
Wang Jixuan, standing by the window with his arms folded, looks at the scene in front of him full of emotion.
Lingtong makes him feel a bit unfamiliar.
The aura of authority and poise is almost a replica of Fu Jian.
There is no place for him to sit here anymore.
"Commander, the Tianze 032 spaceship has been confirmed hijacked. The opposition has taken diplomat Gao Huating hostage and demands that we open the interstellar teleportation gate to allow them access to Earth."
"Preliminary judgment based on data feedback is that there are four hijackers. They breached the spaceship at high speed from outside the porthole! They gave our security forces no time to react."
"Commander! The hijackers sent a video clip!"
