American Tax Officer-Chapter 578 - 291: Boarding and Departure_2

Chapter 578: Chapter 291: Boarding and Departure_2

The National Tax Bureau would definitely not ask to borrow their carrier fleet without good reason, and now that Donald has come and brought this up, there must be some motive behind it.

Currently, the most attention-grabbing matter at the National Tax Bureau is naturally David’s investigation into Satoshi Nakamoto.

Could it be that David has already found something, and this time Donald is here to borrow their carrier fleet to intimidate the so-called Satoshi Nakamoto?

But then again, if they need to deploy a carrier fleet just to intimidate Satoshi Nakamoto, then his background must be significant. What kind of influence does he actually hold?

“Deputy Director Donald, if I may ask bluntly, what is the purpose of borrowing our carrier fleet?”

“It is, of course, for tax-related work. The specific details are confidential within our National Tax Bureau and I’m afraid I cannot disclose them, sorry.”

Hearing this response confirmed Sullivan’s previous suspicions; it seemed certain that this was indeed about Satoshi Nakamoto.

Sullivan showed a hint of difficulty and replied, “Deputy Director Donald, the deployment of a carrier fleet requires going through proper procedures, so you have to tell me some specific details, such as whether there will be a war or where exactly we would be heading.”

As the Secretary of the Navy, he naturally had the authority to deploy the carrier fleet, but he was also concerned in case the National Tax Bureau made a blunder that he would not be able to rectify later.

“It’s just to intimidate the other side, there won’t be an actual war, and you can rest assured of that, Secretary Sullivan. Additionally, the destination is the Caribbean Sea region.”

Donald’s words somewhat relaxed Sullivan.

If it was certain that there would not be war and it was only for intimidation, then that would be manageable, and since the Caribbean Sea is heralded as America’s backyard, their fleet moving through it wouldn’t likely cause much of a social stir.

“If your National Tax Bureau really needs to borrow it, then it’s not impossible. But, our Navy Department’s military spending has been tight lately, and I have been asking the Department of Defense and the Treasury for a budget to replace some equipment for a long time without approval. If your National Tax Bureau could lend us a hand, our Navy Department would be extremely grateful.”

Theoretically, the taxes collected by the National Tax Bureau are not theirs to allocate—they should be turned over to the Treasury before being distributed through appropriations by Congress.

But theory is only theory. As the institution responsible for national fiscal revenue, the National Tax Bureau has significant influence.

Especially since David emerged, the whole world knows that the National Tax Bureau has been increasingly capable of raising money, so both the Treasury and various bodies of Congress tend to give them face.

Hence, with the National Tax Bureau’s intervention, the Navy Department’s funds would certainly be allocated with the greatest speed.

“Alright, I’ll make a trip to the Treasury and talk about this matter.”

After all, the carrier fleet wasn’t under the command of the National Tax Bureau, and borrowing it was considered a favor, which was why Donald decided to sort out the military funding issue for the Navy in return, so that both sides would be square.

“I greatly appreciate it, Deputy Director Donald.”

Sullivan was overjoyed, and to express his gratitude, he personally escorted Donald to the exit of the Pentagon.

Once in the car, Donald immediately took out his phone, dialed David’s number, and said, “I’ve secured the carrier fleet for you; you just need to communicate the specific details with the captain.”

“Thank you for the trouble, Deputy Director Donald.”

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After hanging up the phone, David immediately asked Nisen to book a return flight to Los Angeles.

Because the coordinates given by the Illuminati for the island were nearly two thousand kilometers away from Los Angeles, and as the USS Washington Aircraft Carrier could travel roughly 1300 kilometers a day, he needed to hurry back to make arrangements so that he could lead the fleet there in two days’ time.

Four o’clock in the afternoon.

The flight carrying David and his group landed at Los Angeles International Airport. After returning to the bureau and delegating some tasks, he called the armed base in Los Angeles.

Even though there were several thousand officers and soldiers on board the USS Washington, they were ultimately from the Navy, not their own National Tax Bureau personnel.

For the sake of keeping specific details confidential, it was necessary to bring his own people along.

After making these arrangements, he, along with Nisen Bakesimmons, and two others, drove towards the Port of Los Angeles.

The Port of Los Angeles, a sprawling port on the Eastern Pacific Coast, attracts global trade with its unique geographical location.

A part of the area is a busy commercial port.

The commercial district, bustling yet orderly, with huge cargo ships coming in and out, loading and unloading goods from all over the world. On the ships, shipping containers were stacked like mountains, and various colored labels shone in the sunlight.

Another part is the solemn and mighty berthing area for the USS Washington aircraft carrier formation.

This massive ship glowed brightly under the sunset, looking solemn and powerful. On the deck of the carrier, the fighter jets were neatly arrayed, like warriors ready to be deployed at any moment, and the other ships in the formation had also taken their positions, maintaining a tight formation due to orders received.

“Tsk tsk tsk, who would have thought that I would board the carrier again, and in such a way.”

Arriving at the port and looking at the massive vessel not far away, Nisen couldn’t help but click his tongue in wonder.

He was a retired marine, so it wasn’t his first time on a carrier, but what he hadn’t expected was that after so many years, he would board this colossus again to carry out a tax collection mission.

“Collecting taxes from an aircraft carrier, if word of that got out, it would be quite impressive, pity…”

“Yeah, if that got out, it would certainly be another piece of news that shocks the world.”

Simmons and Bucky also sighed in agreement.

The fact that the Illuminati is Satoshi Nakamoto must remain a secret; otherwise, Bitcoin would lose its value.

So their mission had to remain secret.

Even if the media eventually noticed something unusual about the USS Washington fleet, the Navy would only announce it was carrying out its own missions and wouldn’t involve the National Revenue Service.

As they drew closer to the ship, David and the others saw a group waiting not far away.

And that group, upon seeing David’s arrival, came forward to meet them, with one man dressed in the uniform of a navy officer extending his hand first: “Director David, I am Captain Lindon of the USS Washington.”

“Hello Captain Lindon.”

“Oh right, this is our Executive Officer Habakkuk, this is Bancroft, the captain of the destroyer, and this is the captain of the frigate…”

Listening to Lindon’s introductions, David shook hands with each of them. Afterward, he took out the coordinates of the island and handed them to Lindon, asking, “Captain Lindon, can we reach this spot in two days?”

Lindon examined the coordinates with his executive officer and others for a moment and then replied, “With our maximum range, it should be no problem.”

“Good…”

Meanwhile, a number of jeeps arrived outside a nearby guardhouse, and a large group of people dressed in camouflage got out. The naval soldiers stationed at the guardhouse quickly went forward to ask, “Which department are you from?”

“We are from the Armed Division of the National Tax Bureau, ordered to come and board the ship for a mission.”

Hearing the introduction of the newcomers, the naval soldiers did not dare to delay and quickly used their equipment to communicate the information.

An officer walked over to Lindon and whispered a few words; then Lindon looked up at David and asked, “Director David, my people report that your Armed Division is at the outer guardhouse. Did you arrange for them to come?”

“Yes, this mission is somewhat special. There are many aspects that require confidentiality. I hope you can understand, Captain Lindon.”

“No problem, let them come aboard then.”

Since David had said as much, Lindon naturally didn’t say more. If the National Tax Bureau wanted to bring their own people, then perhaps their soldiers could have it easier.

After getting permission, a large number of armed personnel from the National Tax Bureau came aboard consecutively.

“Director David, as per your request, I’ve brought over 300 people, including pilots for various types of fighter jets,”

David was familiar with the person leading the team; it was none other than Major Fernan Prieto, who had previously surrounded the Governor’s Mansion.

He had brought about 300 people, and once they arrived at the island, even without the help of the navy officers, they should be able to take control of the island.