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Anlu Port.

Black President Anthony stepped off his private yacht, surrounded by special agents in black suits.

As soon as Anthony disembarked, a clone trooper in camouflage uniform approached him.

He saluted Anthony and said coldly, "Hello, the commander-in-chief is waiting for you at the villa. Please get in the car with me!"

"Okay," Anthony nodded.

This was his second time seeing Fang Cheng, but he was much more nervous than last time. After all, Fang Cheng's identity was only an international investor last time, but now, he is the master of the entire Pasa Archipelago.

After the two got into the car, the black Mercedes drove towards Fang Cheng's villa.

Along the way, the towering buildings and wide, clean roads on Anlu Island constantly stimulated Anthony's nerves, giving him a feeling of excitement. Every time he came to Anlu Island, he felt like he was in a modern city in a developed country, not a poor and backward nation.

Anthony still vividly remembered what Anlu Island looked like in the beginning: dilapidated earthen houses and large tracts of undeveloped primeval forest.

If people from developed countries came here, they might really regard the local residents of Anlu Island as aborigines, but Anthony knew that the Pasa Archipelago was only backward. They also had their own civilization and dignity. They were not aborigines.

Anthony sat in the car, clenching his fists tightly.

About half an hour later, the car stopped outside Fang Cheng's villa.

After Anthony got out of the car, he looked up and glanced at the villa. The red and white seaside villa looked very elegant, without too much ostentatious wealth.

Anthony took a deep breath and followed the clone trooper inside.

...

Inside the villa.

"Commander-in-chief, the person has arrived!" The clone trooper saluted Fang Cheng and reported loudly.

"Okay, you can go down now." Fang Cheng sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and waved his hand casually.

"Yes, Commander-in-chief!"

Fang Cheng watched the clone trooper walk out the door, straightened up slightly, and beckoned to Anthony, "Sit down, Mr. President."

Anthony looked at Fang Cheng sitting on the sofa and actually felt a long-lost sense of nervousness.

"Okay, Mr. Fang... Mr. Fang," Anthony responded with a slight bow and quickly sat down, but judging from his upright posture, he was obviously not very relaxed.

"No need to be nervous, Mr. President," Fang Cheng smiled, took a cigar from the cigar box on the coffee table, and handed it over, "Would you like one?"

"Thank you, no need," Anthony waved his hand, "Mr. Fang, I came here this time..."

"I know what you're here for." Fang Cheng raised his hand, interrupting Anthony, "You want to submit to England."

"Mr. Fang, this is not submission. After all, our country's army only has..."

"Only has what?" Fang Cheng asked with a smile.

Anthony was silent. He suddenly remembered that the military power of the Pasa Archipelago had been completely handed over to Universal Trade. In other words, Anthony didn't know what the current military strength of the Pasa Archipelago was.

But no matter what, in just less than a year, how much could it have improved?

After all, this time the opponent was not a small country, but one of the world's five major powers, and it was their United Kingdom's newest aircraft carrier fleet.

"Mr. Fang, do you know how many ships are in the UK's aircraft carrier battle group this time?"

Anthony continued when he saw Fang Cheng didn't speak, "One aircraft carrier plus four destroyers, three frigates, and an unknown number of submarines. This doesn't include their air force and various supply ships!"

Anthony said excitedly, "Mr. Fang, we have worked so hard to develop the Pasa Archipelago. Now that our strength is inferior to others, what's wrong with bowing our heads once? Mr. Fang..."

Anthony saw Fang Cheng was silent and his eyes were slightly red.

Although Anlu Island defeated an Indian Delhi-class destroyer last time, that Delhi-class destroyer itself was an old warship that was about to be eliminated. Compared with this new British aircraft carrier battle group, it was simply weaker by more than one order of magnitude.

"Mr. Fang!" Anthony called out again.

"Let the people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs respond and warn the British army to leave the South Pacific within 24 hours, otherwise we will regard it as an act of war!"

Hearing this, Anthony was stunned. He came here today hoping that Fang Cheng could give in, but he didn't expect Fang Cheng to not only not give in, but also threaten war!

Was he crazy?

Anthony looked at Fang Cheng with a ghostly expression.

Seeing Anthony's expression, Fang Cheng frowned, "Don't look at me with that expression. The strength of the Pasa Archipelago is much stronger than you think!"

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...

Anthony didn't know how he left Fang Cheng's villa and returned to his presidential palace.

In the presidential palace of the Pasa Archipelago, Anthony sat blankly in his office.

"Mr. President, you're looking for me?" The Minister of Foreign Affairs walked in briskly.

Hearing this, Anthony raised his head and looked at his Minister of Foreign Affairs...

August 18th.

The Pasa Archipelago officially responded to the UK's protest. The response claimed that the Pasa Archipelago did indeed destroy two F-35B carrier-based aircraft, but this was because the aircraft entered the Pasa Archipelago's airspace, and that's why they were shot down. In this incident, the Pasa Archipelago was not at fault. Furthermore, the Pasa Archipelago seriously warned the British army to immediately withdraw the aircraft carrier fleet from the Pasa Archipelago's territorial waters, otherwise, the Pasa side would regard the British army as an act of war!

War! That's right, it's war!

A small, marginal country that can't even be found on the map actually used the word war against one of the world's five major powers!

For a time, countries around the world were speechless!

Was the Pasa Archipelago crazy?

Some netizens' comments were even more hilarious, saying that the Pasa Archipelago wanted to take the path of an internet celebrity!

For a time, the word "internet celebrity governing the country" spread on the internet.

Everyone laughed at the Pasa Archipelago for being overconfident.

"Tyson, be careful, Chaplin is going to hit you!"

"The UK protested against the Pasa Archipelago, and the Pasa Archipelago responded strongly. The UK launched a missile, and the Pasa Archipelago: Daddy, I was wrong!"

"Son, it's not too late to admit your mistake now!"

"Get out!!!"

Netizens from various countries ridiculed the Pasa Archipelago. Some Duan friends even made up various funny jokes. For a time, everyone became concerned about the follow-up development of this incident.

Compared to the ignorant onlookers, the British military was not blindly optimistic. After all, the scene of that black mech destroying two F-35B carrier-based aircraft was eventually transmitted back through satellite images.

The real high-level officials of other major countries were also silent, because the scene of the Pasa Archipelago destroying an Indian Delhi-class destroyer was captured by the spy satellites of various countries. They knew that the true strength of the Pasa Archipelago was far stronger than it appeared to be.