No word was reported about the Area 51 incident that transpired yesterday night. It felt as though it never happened. The cold reception was no surprise to Xia Lei. He could also imagine the fate of that B2 bomber. Either it was shot down by fighter jets or it had exhausted its fuel tank and plummeted into the vast ocean. No matter what, it would not return to land without a pilot. 

The world now had one B2 bomber less. The limited quantity of twenty was now reduced to nineteen units. But even so, no country in the world could withstand the combined attack of nineteen B2 bombers. In that sense, the Americans still had their advantage over aerial warfare. It was not a situation that the Jing Ke and Phantom drones could change. 

However, when piloting the B2 across Area 51 and blowing things up, Xia Lei attained great insight. Surely, this experience would soon be translated into the birth of Thunder Horse Organization’s bomber plane. 

Frankly, Xia Lei was not the least bit concerned about the fate of Area 51 and the B2 bomber. What he was most concerned about were those in the AE Research Centre, specifically Zhu Xuanyue and the prehistoric chosen one. He had trampled...