Ye Hao nodded, then led Xue Zhaolong and the others to jump into the Hebu River and enter Submarine No.2 to leave.
There were more than ten people when they came, but only six when they left. Ye Hao sighed inwardly; as the empire developed faster, the brothers had to run around everywhere. Perhaps they would only have the chance to gather all together when the empire reached its peak.
On the way back, Ye Hao controlled Submarine No.2 to head to the Strait of Malacca. He silently noted the several major navy bases there. If one day, the United States really forced Huaxia's merchant ships to be unable to pass through here, Ye Hao wouldn't mind blowing it up again, letting these self-proclaimed world police meet their God!
"Boss, what are you looking at?" Xue Zhaolong asked, watching Ye Hao make markings on a map.
"Just checking how many navy bases the United States has set up in the Strait of Malacca," Ye Hao replied with a smile.
