Chapter 79: Who Can Stand in My Way?

"Alright, alright! If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten about your superhuman abilities! With your power, you can definitely stop them from launching the nuclear missiles! Haha! Wait a moment, I'll go confirm it right now—I'll let you know immediately which country is preparing to launch." The Supreme Commander came to his senses, burst out laughing, and hurriedly hung up to confirm the exact list of countries preparing to launch nuclear weapons.

Before long, Lan Tian received a call from the Supreme Commander.

"Lan Tian, we still haven't pinpointed which country is launching the missiles, but there are only a handful of nations in the world capable of doing it. Aside from ours, there’s Soviet Russia, the United States, Britain and France, as well as unauthorized nuclear powers like India, Pakistan, North Korea, and so-called covert nuclear states like Israel, Iran, and Japan. You must seize their nuclear launch codes in the shortest time possible—if you do, no matter how many nuclear weapons they possess, they won’t be able to launch them for now!" the Supreme Commander said excitedly. "I believe, for you, this is but a trivial task!"

"I'm sorry, but I don’t understand—what launch codes?" Lan Tian was stunned by the Supreme Commander’s words. He had always thought that to stop a nuclear launch, it was enough to control the people involved. He had never handled nuclear weapons before. But now, the Supreme Commander mentioned seizing the launch codes?

"…Let me explain to you how nuclear weapons are launched," said the Supreme Commander, somewhat exasperated. He hadn’t expected Lan Tian to know nothing about nuclear protocols.

"Generally, the national leader holds a card containing the nuclear launch codes. Additionally, the leader is always accompanied by an emergency briefcase, carried by a military aide. This case contains all the necessary equipment and information for a nuclear strike. The aide with the briefcase must always stay close to the leader, whether at the official residence, in a convoy, aboard Air Force One, or on foreign visits. The aide shares the same elevator, the same hotel floor, and the same level of protection from special agents as the leader. There is also usually a backup briefcase with the second-in-command, in case the leader is incapacitated."

"So your mission is to seize the nuclear launch code cards from these countries’ leaders, as well as the briefcases from their deputies and aides. That way, these nations won’t be able to launch their missiles for a while."

Lan Tian was speechless.

He hadn’t realized that launching a nuclear strike involved so many steps, contingencies, and layers of security.

Still, no matter how troublesome, as long as he could get the real-time locations of these targets, taking what he needed from them would be as easy as reaching into his own pocket.

"I’ll send you their detailed information to your email soon. You must hurry—time is running out!" the Supreme Commander said gravely.

"No problem. As long as I know where they are, nothing else will be an issue!" Lan Tian replied with a smile. "By the way, could you arrange a plane for me? Otherwise, how am I supposed to get there?"

"No problem, I’ll give you three! One for you, and two for mid-air refueling. Don’t waste a second—get it done as quickly as possible!" The Supreme Commander agreed without hesitation, going above and beyond Lan Tian’s request.

…

Half a day later, in the capital of Soviet Russia, within the famed Kremlin—the very place where the nation’s top leader worked and resided.

The Kremlin was unique in that the offices and residence of the Supreme Leader were open to tourists! Of course, there were areas for visitors and restricted zones. The visitor areas were mostly cathedrals, while the restricted zones housed the Senate and the Supreme Leader’s office, guarded tightly by soldiers. If a tourist accidentally strayed into a forbidden area, alarms would blare and they would be swiftly ordered to leave.

Before entering the Kremlin, everyone was briefed on strict regulations: no bags larger than A4 size, no cameras with lenses over 50mm, no stepping over designated lines on the ground—violators might be detained or, rumor had it, shot on sight by hidden snipers. It sounded terrifying, but in reality, these measures were more a warning to deter unruly tourists. The actual armed soldiers were hidden within the restricted zones. Outside the tourist areas, every three steps there was a sentry, every five steps a guard—soldiers were everywhere, ensuring the safety of the Supreme Leader.

Lan Tian only discovered this after he slipped inside.

He had arrived in Soviet Russia earlier that afternoon. The three planes were parked at a private airstrip owned by a powerful local Chinese businessman—unknown to most, he was actually a covert agent of China.

Lan Tian waited until after midnight. At around two in the morning, dressed in a black suit and wearing a devil’s mask, he used his ghostly speed to infiltrate the Kremlin’s restricted zone.

Even in the dead of night, the security was intense. After confirming the positions of several targets, Lan Tian slipped into one target’s room without hesitation—regardless of their rank, he knocked them out with a single strike.

As he took possession of the legendary card and was about to leave, something triggered the palace’s alarms. Sirens blared through the night, and armed soldiers rushed toward his location.

Annoyed, Lan Tian realized he had been exposed. With a furious shout, he charged at the remaining targets.

If subtlety wouldn’t work, then brute force would! Who could stop him?

The scene that followed left every Kremlin soldier in despair. They watched in horror as their guns, which never missed, failed to harm the devilish black figure at all.

Was the masked intruder truly a demon?

With his terrifying speed, ninety percent of the bullets missed entirely. In the confined space, some soldiers were even struck by ricochets, and the rest of the bullets, when they hit him, had no effect at all—as if they were made of mud.

While the soldiers began to doubt reality, Lan Tian completed his mission. He seized the nuclear launch code cards and briefcases, and, growing playful, even robbed a sniper lying in wait, snatching the anti-materiel rifle from his bewildered hands. With a powerful leap, he vanished, leaving a deep crater where he had stood.

Half an hour later, all of Soviet Russia was on high alert; no one was permitted to enter or leave the country. Police filled the streets of every city, checking every pedestrian—especially anyone in a black suit. Anyone fitting the description was detained immediately.

Of course, it was all in vain. By then, Lan Tian was already en route to North Korea.

Within ten minutes of achieving his objective, Lan Tian had used his superhuman speed to return to the distant private airstrip. Without delay, the three planes took off quietly into the night.