New York.

ASCHELL Center.

"How about it?"

"Feel sorry……"

Daisy Johnson, who was working on some kind of positioning program, tried hard and finally chose to give up: "Commander, sorry, I can't break through the defense program set by Gwen to accurately locate Mr. Baker Morton."

Baker has a commonly used satellite phone. At the beginning, he used the services provided by Stark Communications, but since the Heavenly Kingdom made a huge investment, the communications used by Baker's satellite phone have been handed over to the Heavenly Kingdom Satellite for protection.

The program was provided by Ms. Gwen Cowanen.

A woman who fantasizes about setting up a hospital to meet many nurses, named Dean, and is the world's second-class computer expert.

At this time.

An agent said to Barbara with a hip on his hip: "Commander, it's confirmed that at 8:00 yesterday morning, the Gulfstream plane under the name of Heaven Investment took off from Kennedy Airport in New York. According to the testimony of a taxi driver, he confirmed that he did pick up a passenger from Fifth Avenue to the hangar yesterday morning."

Barbara raised her eyebrows, thinking about the expression on Baker's face when she asked Baker if there was any direct interest in the arms last night.

Barbara couldn't help but cover her forehead, without thinking, Baker must have gone out to make trouble again with her back.

I'll know.

Barbara opened her eyes again, thinking of waiting for someone to serve him directly on the rope and said in a deep voice: "Contact the Paris branch, what information is coming."

"have!"

The agent replied: "A hour ago, the plane under the name of James's arms industry took off at Charles de Gaulle Airport."

Barbara's eyes lit up: "The destination of the report was found to be found."

No matter how rich you are, the world is the world, not a small group of people, even Tony Stark needs to report the flight plan to the terminal when taking a private plane.

Of course, this is the past, now, with the steel toys, Tony Stark's private jet is about to rust.

The agent nodded: "Svalbar Airport!"

Svalbard Airport is small and hardly many people have heard of it, but if you are a senior Agent of ASCHE or a geography enthusiast in the world, then this Svalbard Airport is famous.

Because the location of Svalbard Airport is very special.

Svalbard Airport is the closest airport to the Arctic. If you want to travel to the Arctic, Svalbard Airport is a must-have destination. At the same time, this airport is also a stronghold for Arctic scientific research and material replenishment points.

Barbara obviously knew about the airport.

But the agent who replied to him didn't know, so he searched online before finding an introduction to the airport.

Next second.

The big screen lit up, and then a real-time map of global aviation appeared.

A plane heading north was marked out.

"I inform Svalbar Airport that once the plane lands, control it immediately."

"yes!"

Barbara looked at the small blue plane flying towards the North Pole, and gave a deep command, then turned around and walked outside: "Natasha, stay at the center."

Natasha next to her was slightly stunned, then responded.

Under normal circumstances, as the commander of the New York Center, Barbara must at least be like Nick Fury. She will never take action personally until the ASUS is alive.

But is this normal now?

Obviously not.

Half an hour later, on the top apron of ASCHS Center in New York, a ASCHSKK helicopter took off directly and headed towards Kennedy International Airport in New York.

Agents of the ASCHE are on standby and are already on standby, refueling the Kun fighter jets and preparing for takeoff. Fifteen minutes later, Barbara, wearing a champion uniform, took Garen, Caterina and Daisy, who had just joined the job for no more than twelve hours, and boarded the ready-made Kun fight.

Not long.

The Kun fighter jets directly went to the line and then soared into the sky.

Two hours later.

Mr. Anthony Lockheed's bodyguard looked at his watch, frowned, then got up and walked to Mr. Anthony Lockheed and whispered.

Just now, the plane had surpassed Svalbard Airport.

Anthony Lockheed raised his eyebrows, waved his bodyguards, and then looked directly at Deszow James, who came out of the cockpit and started chatting with them again: "Mr. James, we seem to have flew past our destination."

Mr. Oscar Morgan next to him also shook the bodyguard who had just reported the news to him.

As for Baker's bodyguard?

Sorry, Baker only has a secretary, and secretary Ms. Camille is now shooting a short video of the Northern Lights late at night, preparing to collect it and then pass it on to the oil pipe.

Ms. Camille is a grandma master with nearly 100,000 fans in Youtube.

Daiszhuo James said with a smile: "Of course, our destination has never been an airport. Please put it down. The Arctic Under Ice Base has built a secret runway specifically owned by James' arms industry."

Lockheed looked at Baker, and seemed to be asking for Baker's opinion.

Baker nodded expressionlessly.

After a while.

Baker took out his cell phone from his arms, edited a text message, and directly chose to send it.

Dingdong!

Camille, who was on camera on his mobile phone, looked at the text message that popped out of his hand, raised his eyebrows, and looked back at Baker.

Baker's lips moved slightly: "Do it!"

Camill nodded quietly, stood up and walked towards the conference hall of the private plane. Not only did he need to deal with things, but Lockheed and Morgan's young secretary were among them.

Baker's text message to Camill was very short.

Just one sentence.

Hurry up and find a buyer to take over the shares of James' arms industry!

soon.

The plane started to lower the altitude.

Fifteen minutes later.

The plane landed and began to taxi. After the taxiing was over, the plane had already stopped steadily in a very open cave.

With a puff.

Two fully armed soldiers dressed like Radiation Soldiers outside helped open the icy hatch door outside that was frozen while landing and sliding.

"It's so cold."

“…”

Baker glanced at the secretary Camille who was following him, smiled, took off the black coat outside the suit, and draped it on Camille.

Camille whispered: "Boss, it's done."

Baker nodded calmly.

Behind.

Lockheed and Morgan were also putting clothes on their bodies.

Deschor James's secretary, the so-called Baroness Anna Sienna, took the prepared cold clothes from a soldier and handed them to Baker.

Baker glanced at it.

Camille, wearing Baker's coat, took it directly: "Give it to me, my boss doesn't like to pick things up from strange women."

Anna Sienna: “…”

The same sentence.

Baker is not interested in ruling this small ball. Baker may be interested in changing races, but earth, stop making trouble. For him, the harm of ruling these unfamiliar white-eyed wolves is greater than the benefits.

so……

Baker was not interested in getting involved in this broken thing about James, not to mention that this thing was completely wishful thinking from James himself.

And it is also a wishful thinking of a tool person.

When taking a plane to the Arctic, Baker thought that stopping losses in time was the king. Although in the past year, James' arms company's dividends accounted for 30% of the financial report of Heavenly Kingdom, the equity of a company that can make money is the most valuable, and the equity of a company that cannot make money is not as good as a piece of straw paper.

James' arms industry's equity is still very popular now, but in a few days, it will probably be worthless.

Baker just gave Camille a task. He took advantage of the current situation and quickly sold James' arms industry's equity. The arms industry is so prosperous now that no one has to worry about no one taking over it.

In fact, after Baker had just assigned the task, Secretary Camill had already found a takeover.

Baker didn't ask which buyer had the honor to take over.

No need.

Each company has its own soul.

Stark Industry has Tony Stark.

Osborne creatures have Norman Osborne.

James' arms industry has Deszow James.

If Tony Stark is GG, then Stark Industry's market value will directly set off a tsunami like the Philippine Soul Diving Team, and then it will be leaked.

The same is true for James' arms industry.

Baker has no plans to take control of any company, but he still likes to make money easily and lie down. Since he has no plans to take over, then selling and cashing out is the best choice when the current market is OK.

Daiszhuo James, who followed him, was full of complacent intentions.

Although he originally planned to enjoy it alone, after he gave a note from his chief scientific officer, he realized that a person could not eat the whole cake.

Therefore, it is necessary to attract people to form alliances and share the cake.

To pull people, you naturally need to pull the strongest one.

Not many people know about Baker Morton's information, and at first James didn't know it either, but James' arms industry has some special relationship with Paris. Paris is a member of the Security Council. There is no doubt that James naturally knows Baker Morton's.

And then.

Daiszhuo James personally visited Lockheed and Morgan. He had a real investment in the Heavenly Kingdom Investment under Baker's name, and the email evidence naturally made him more.

A god.

What does it matter if a god on earth does things for such a god, even if he ranks second in the district?

so……

Conquer the world and set sail from here!

Rumble!

Along with the signs and movements of the ice and snow melting in the cave wall, an elevator that was hidden vertically in the ice and snow layer of the cave appeared in front of everyone.

"Three, please!"

As the host, Daiszhuo James invited the three big figures in front of him with a smile on his face to the unfolding frozen elevator.
Chapter completed!