In the middle of the night, the moon is obscured by clouds in the sky, and there is not a single ray of light in sight. A convoy of pickup trucks drove silently on the national highway, and the convoy was so large that a cursory glance at the past could not count how many there were.

On the hillside next to the national highway, someone quietly watched the convoy, this person was wearing a camouflage combat uniform and holding a binoculars, crawling in the bushes, as if he had become one with the night.

Then in the next second, bright red blood splattered on the hillside, and the man was already in a different place before he could come to his senses.

The man behind him just picked up the phone and said, "Number 001 reports to the throne, the situation on the hillside has been dealt with. ”

A whisper came from the other side of the phone: "Click... Click... Click..."

"Da Da Da" means Morse code, and the two people communicate through a simple Morse code.

The person on the other end of the phone was so cautious that he refused to reveal even a single word about his voice.

After confirming the meaning of the code, the killer took the phone apart, took out the calling card, broke it in half and threw it on the ground, and then he began to dispose of the body in front of him.

The night was pitch black, and the dark clouds opened as hard as they could, as if trying to block out all the moonlight. With the sound of "boom", the convoy then moved along the national highway, and on the forked road ahead, the road sign vaguely said - North.

On the pickup truck at the front, a burly man sat silently in the co-pilot, his hand dyed with a cigarette specially provided by the military region, and one hand casually rested on the window.

He took a deep breath of the cigarette, which burned between his fingers at an incomprehensible rate, and then no smoke came out.

The man began casually and said, "Why did you say that the throne told us to go to the north at this time? ”

The man in the driver's seat drove intently and was silent.

When the man saw that the man had paid no attention to him, he began to speak to himself.

"You said that the throne called me a rough man, after all, I am a rough man and I can live comfortably anywhere, why did I call you over this time. ”

"I see that you are a skeleton, and a gust of wind in the north may blow you away. ”

"It's not my brother who bluffed you, I spent time in the north when I was young, and there are so many wild beasts in that place, I told you that the snow wolf is five meters long, three meters tall, and standing in front of you is like a wolf god. And this thing is still moving in groups, I heard that there are missing soldiers in the north every year, most of them are eaten by this thing, tsk... That's really not a bone left. ”

The man in the cab was still expressionless, and he was concentrating on driving the pickup truck.

The man continued: "I heard that Bai Peng died a few years ago, and now the throne of the northern realm is a little kid named Chu Tiannan, who seems to be in his twenties, I heard that he is in the realm of the god of war at a young age, you said that I have lived for more than forty years before I will touch the threshold of the god of war, and I don't know what the relationship is with that person, I think it is mixed up..."

After saying this, the man also glanced at his side, and when he saw that there was no response, he continued.

"Our country is a society of personal feelings, and anything can be done if it has a relationship..."

After a long speech, the man picked up the cigarette that had burned to the point of only the butt of cigarette in his hand, took a puff and threw it out of the window, and out of nowhere in his right hand, he kept the cigarette in his mouth.

At this moment, the man who had been driving in silence turned his head sideways, stared at the man with dead eyes, and said seriously, "You-don't speak ill of the Northern Throne." ”

"Yo, I've really bumped into a fairy today, and Mulan in our military camp has opened her mouth to talk to me. ”

He took out the walkie-talkie from his pocket and said, "Hehe, did you hear it, I said that I bet with me that you are going to lose, and you will send red envelopes directly to our group." ”

There was a commotion on the other end of the intercom.

"Fat Liu, you're not authentic..."

"That's it, you're cheating, who in the barracks doesn't know that Sister Ji was transferred from the north..."

Liu Fatzi pulled the corners of his mouth, picked up the walkie-talkie and said to the other side: "Hey, I am willing to gamble and lose, what we pay attention to when we are soldiers is that soldiers are not tired of cheating, who will talk to you about morality on the battlefield, I am practicing it personally, and I vividly teach you a lesson..."

On this mission, Liu Fatzi was specially assigned to serve as a guard next to Han Jiji, Han Ji is a well-known iceberg in the barracks, and anyone who can say a word to her on weekdays can show off in the camp for a long time.

This time, he made a bet with the team before he went out on the mission, and the bet was that he could let Han Jiji take the initiative to talk to her, and it was obvious that Liu Fatzi won.

Liu Fatzi adjusted the seat to lie flat, changed to an extremely comfortable position, and lay down lazily. He squinted his eyes and said, "I know that Chu Tiannan is powerful, just now it was to provoke you, Sister Ji, don't take it to heart." ”

He is a little older than Han Jiji, but the fat man usually likes to make people laugh, and it is also a joke to call her Sister Ji at this time.

"I said you're also strange, why don't you like to talk if you're not deaf or dumb, isn't it that your soldiers in the north don't like to talk. ”

"If that's the case, then it's troublesome, there's nothing fun in the north, isn't it easy to get depressed if you don't talk?"

Han Jiji looked at the car silently, still silent.

Suddenly, there was a rush of phone ringing, Liu Fatzi's phone rang, he took out the phone, looked at the caller ID, and his original casual appearance instantly became serious.

He picked up the phone and said, "Captain Liu Zuohu, please ask the chief for instructions!"

On the other end of the phone, an old but calm voice came: Everything is normal. ”

"Out of the spread pool, I found a spy on the road, but it was solved. ”

"Chief, please rest assured!"

There were two clear coughs over there, and after a pause, he continued: "It won't be peaceful on this road, you are fully responsible for this operation, and you have to take care of Han Jiji." ”

"Rest assured, chief!"

Then there was a "doodoo" hang-up sound on the other side of the phone, and the fat man hung up the phone and breathed a long sigh of relief.

In fact, he only knew that he was going to the north for this operation, but he didn't know exactly what area and what he was going to do for this operation. The official explanation given above is to go to the north for joint exercises, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that things will not be so simple.

The duty of a soldier is to obey orders, and if the superior has an order, he just does it, and the fat man doesn't have to ask a lot of questions. It's the woman next to him - Han Jiji.

Liu Fatzi knew that she was transferred from the north, and the transfer between military regions was extremely rare, and they were far from each other in the north and south, so he believed that there was indeed something hidden in this.

In this dark night, Liu Fatzi, who was still chattering to himself in the car just now, took the phone and quieted down, and the car kept speeding on the national highway, gradually disappearing into the night.