In the conference room of the Piaotian Literature underground base, He Zhiyu was sitting in the chief position and said to a man wearing a straight military uniform next to him: "This is what happened. The helicopter the two ghosts were riding in was tampered with and crashed on the outskirts of Nanshu City. Fortunately they are both fine."
He Zhiyu looked at the man and said meaningfully: "I wonder what Major General Zhong thinks of this matter?"
The man called Major General Zhong is naturally Zhong Bin¡¯s uncle, Zhong Mingchuan, one of the three top leaders of the base. He was really unlucky today. Not only was his beloved nephew maimed, but a box of viruses was also taken out under his nose. If he hadn't been active more frequently in the past few years and had a good relationship with other people, he might have been dismissed from his post and investigated for dereliction of duty.
Hearing He Zhiyu¡¯s seemingly unintentional question, Zhong Mingchuan snorted: ¡°Admiral He, what do you mean? Do you doubt what I did?¡±
He Zhiyu smiled: "Of course not, it's just that the helicopter is parked at the ground base, and there is your area of ??responsibility, Major General Zhong. But in just one day, Shen Fei fled first, and then this happened. . I think you should reflect on what you usually do."
"You doubt me!"
Zhong Mingchuan has long been overwhelmed by the major events that have happened one after another. He no longer cares about the so-called self-restraint. An angry look appeared on his face and said: "Do you think that the virus theft and the helicopter crash are all related to me? I admit that this time you Among the two people sent, there was indeed a boy who had a problem with me, but I¡¯m not the kind of idiot who doesn¡¯t know the seriousness!¡±
¡°Then Zhong Mingchuan glanced sideways at He Zhiyu and sneered: ¡°Speaking of which, one of the two people who stole the virus this time is one of your subordinates, General He, right?¡±
He Zhiyu still had that gentle smile, but what he said made Zhong Mingchuan angry: "Hong Zhi is indeed my subordinate, and I admit that it is okay for me to discipline him. But Major General Zhong, don't forget, the other person is a doctor, you Are we going to be held accountable now?¡±
"You¡ª¡ª" Zhong Mingchuan's expression changed and he said urgently to the doctor sitting opposite him: "Doctor, I didn't mean that."
The doctor took off his black-rimmed glasses, wiped them casually and put them on. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't involve me in your affairs, I'm not interested. Now I just want to cut that boy Shen Fei into pieces. I want to Make his life worse than death! You bastard, you lied to me, I want to kill him!"
He Zhiyu and Zhong Mingchuan belong to two different factions in the military, and they naturally dislike each other. The two of them were allowed to jointly take charge of the base in the first place because they were afraid that the virus technology would be mastered by someone's faction and one family would become the dominant one. This was very dangerous. Although the doctor has the rank of honorary major general, he is not considered a member of the army. He acts as a buffer between the two of them, and is someone neither of them likes but is unwilling to offend.
Things are indeed a little troublesome this time. The person who stole the virus was He Zhiyu's subordinates, as well as the Doctor's people. Their escape from the base also involved Zhong Mingchuan's negligence in security work, so the three of them are still sitting here drawing swords and crossbows. Zhang's speech. Otherwise, if it is just one of He Zhong's problems, then the other one will definitely spare no effort to make him completely ruined and unable to stand up.
He tapped the table with his fingers. The smile on He Zhiyu's face gradually disappeared. He looked at the two of them and said, "The three of us are like grasshoppers on a rope for this matter. Everyone is responsible - of course, Major General Zhong is your responsibility." It¡¯s the biggest.¡±
Seeing that Zhong Mingchuan's eyes were about to bulge out of anger, He Zhiyu continued: "It's not too late to make amends. My people have already arrived in Afghanistan. They just wait for Shen Fei and his wife, who are carrying the virus, to pass by, and then put them to death." Won it in one fell swoop. But the crash of the helicopter shows that there is still an insider in the base. Please call Major General Zhong to transfer the surveillance data and investigate all the people who have been in contact with the helicopter and the driver recently, including those who repaired the helicopter. Top priority.¡±
Zhong Mingchuan said: "It's no problem to transfer the surveillance video, but the location where the helicopter was parked is not a restricted area. In just two days without flying, at least a hundred people came into contact with the helicopter. Do we want to bring them all in? If you control it, won't you be afraid of causing panic among the soldiers at the bottom?"
He Zhiyu looked at him and said in a cold and understated voice: "I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go!"
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"Captain, this is Lotwitch."
"Thank you to the Pakistani soldiers who sent the two people outside the city. He An and Ghost wore the robes of the locals, covered their nanosuits, and slowly walked into this small, seemingly shabby town. When his feet set foot on the khaki ground in the small town, He An felt quite sad. He didn't expect that his first long-distance trip would end up in a foreign country!
Wearing a black robe and a black veil, the ghost nodded: "This is it. This small town is also the only supply point within a few hundred kilometers. If Hong Zhi and the others don't want to die of thirst in the desert, they will definitely Will stop here for fresh water.¡±
The morning sun was not so dazzling, but He An still felt uncomfortable due to the dusty robe on his body. After loosening the clothes around his neck, He An asked the ghost, "Where are we going now?"
The ghost looked at the three-dimensional projection map in front of him and said as he walked: "Wait."
"Wait? Where to wait?"
The ghost said without raising his head: "When will they come, where will they go, where will they go, and where will they stop? We don't know at all. We can only wait passively like waiting for a rabbit. Because the two of them They are very cunning. They frequently change modes of transportation to get rid of the satellite surveillance. Only when they are approaching the city can the satellite be repositioned. Once the whereabouts of the two of them are discovered, someone will notify us, and the rest will be simple."
As he spoke, the ghost walked to the side of the road and stood against an earth-yellow wall, signaling to He An: "Come here to block the sun."
He An shrugged and stood next to the ghost obediently. After he stopped talking twice more, He An couldn't help but ask: "Why don't we find a hotel to stay, but why are we here to bask in the sun?"
The ghost glanced at He An sideways: "Do you have US dollar bills or an international bank card?"
"No¡¡"
"So just stand here honestly - I left in a hurry this time and forgot to ask the boss for money!"
So in order to prevent the spread of the virus, the two reinforced soldiers who rushed all the way to the Afghan border desert looked at more and more people on the street and acted like primary school students who were punished to stand.
In order to prevent Hong Zhi and the two from recognizing him, He An followed the way of travelers and covered his face tightly, leaving only his eyes exposed. Fortunately, the nanosuit on his body has the function of automatically adjusting the temperature. Although the sun above his head is getting more and more fierce, He An feels that it is still within the tolerable range.
Mr. He An originally heard that Afghanistan is relatively chaotic, but now it seems that it is not as scary as the legend says. Except for a few cars with bullet holes and peeling paint on both sides of the street, there were no traces of the war. Shops on both sides of the street also opened their doors one after another, and vendors shouted local Pashto and began to buy and sell items, creating a peaceful scene.
Just when He An wanted to get the ghost's language translator and go to the locals to ask for a drink of water, his eyes were attracted by the group of people. The group of three men and one woman were all dressed in local desert clothing. The woman surrounded by the three men was wrapped so tightly that she could not see anything except her eyes.
Local women always cover their faces with black gauze when they go out. Some women with more traditional ideas will also cover their entire bodies, so He An is not surprised by her dress. What made He An curious was that the three men around the woman had strange walking postures and facial expressions, as if they were wary of someone.
"Those three men had rifles and other weapons hidden under their clothes."
The ghost glanced at He An's gaze, said casually and continued to close his eyes to rest. He did not answer He An's question, "How did you see it?"
As if aware of He An's gaze, one of the men wearing a long robe and a turban on his head glared at He An threateningly, and whispered something to the companions next to him, seeming to urge them to hurry up.
Just as this group of people passed by He An, the woman surrounded by three men suddenly pushed them away and rushed to He An. Looking at her appearance, she wanted to say something, but her mouth was wrapped with something and her hands were tied, so she could only make a whimpering sound to He An in vain.
As soon as the woman grabbed He An's hand, the three men immediately stepped forward, grabbed the woman's arm and pulled her back. A dark-skinned man put his right hand on his chest, gave He An an Islamic salute, and said in Pashto: "I'm sorry, my sister is not mentally normal, so we have to send her to the hospital. If you were shocked just now, I apologize to you on her behalf."
When he bent over, He An could clearly see the outline of the gun pushing up the surface of his robe. Although he didn't understand what he was saying, He An still listened with a smile. The man obviously didn't want to waste any more time. After finishing speaking, he immediately urged the remaining two men to leave.
After the four of them walked away, the smile on He An's face disappeared and he asked the ghost in a low voice: "What did that guy say just now?"
The ghost closed his eyes and said casually: "The woman she said is his sister. She is mentally ill. She needs to be sent to the hospital."
"Really?" He An sneered: "That guy is lying."
The ghost then opened his eyes, rolled his eyes and said, "Nonsense, even a pig can tell that there are ghosts in those people."
He An ignored the ghost's ridicule and spread his hand, revealing a crumpled note inside that was stained with sweat. This piece of paper was handed to him by the cover of the sleeves of her robe the moment the woman grabbed his hand.
Unfolding the note, there was only one hastily written English word on it. The meaning of that word is very simple, and He An naturally recognizes it¡ª¡ª
"Help!"He An ignored the ghost's ridicule and spread his hand, revealing a crumpled note inside that was stained with sweat. This piece of paper was handed to him by the cover of the sleeves of her robe the moment the woman grabbed his hand.
Unfolding the note, there was only one hastily written English word on it. The meaning of that word is very simple, and He An naturally recognizes it¡ª¡ª