Ouyang Zhen replied as he walked: "Oh, in fact, Qianxue was already preparing to come back after the mission, and later, something happened in the East China Sea, so she took a detour and went to see it by the way." ”

"East China Sea?" Wu Song only remembered that there was a large military base there.

"Yes!" Ouyang Zhen saluted back to the saluted soldier and continued: "One of the most advanced fighter planes of the Air Force suddenly crashed during routine training, and the local military sent a search team to search, but there was no response for the time being......

He looked back at Wu Song, who was lagging behind: "What's wrong with you?"

"Why do I think something is wrong?" Wu Song frowned and looked at Ouyang Zhen, "No, I have to go, or I'm not at ease, you tell me, is there a way to contact Qianxue?"

Seeing Wu Song's nervous expression, Ouyang Zhen laughed.

This guy is care, it's messy!

In addition, he didn't know much about the situation in the East China Sea, after all, he only joined Long Yan halfway.

In the East China Sea, there is a fleet, an air force, an army aviation, a naval aviation, a marine, in a word, there is the territory of the army!

As a soldier, Han Qianxue is on a mission on the territory of the military, what is the difference between walking around her own home?

"You, you're overreacting!" Ouyang Zhen motioned for Wu Song to follow him, this kid, isn't he clear if it's dangerous or not?

Is he willing to let his love go on the risk?

Ouyang Zhen sat down in front of a large screen and instructed the secretary standing aside.

"Contact me at 003 and ask her to report me on the progress of the mission. ”

The secretary saluted and walked away.

"Come, don't stand there, sit down!" Ouyang Zhen saw Wu Song's restless appearance, and said with relief: "Qianxue will be fine!"

Wu Song ignored him and stared at the big screen with his arms crossed.

One minute, two minutes...... Although only five minutes had passed, Wu Song felt that it was a long time.

"Report!"

The secretary said, "Director, I can't contact 003 for the time being!"

"What?" Ouyang Zhen stood up suddenly: "003 is carrying a micro-satellite positioning system, how can she not be contacted?"

"This, it may be that 003 is in the mountains, the signal is poor, or it may be that 003 is in danger......"

In fact, the secretary knew that the satellite positioning system carried by 003 was the most advanced research result of the military, and even if he was trapped in the mountains, there was no situation where he could not receive a signal.

Ouyang Zhen's face turned cold, he no longer hesitated, and issued a series of orders.

"Mark the location of 003's last contact on the big screen!"

"Mark the location where the wreckage of the fighter was found!"

"At the same time, contact the commander of the East China Sea military base, I want to talk to him directly!"

The secretary repeated his words as he relayed the order.

The big screen lit up.

A red dot and a yellow dot flicker on the screen.

"Qianxue, she has already found the wreckage of the fighter......"

Ouyang Zhen turned his head and said, where is there still Wu Song's figure beside him?

"I didn't see it, this kid is still an anxious kid!" Ouyang Zhen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Qianxue, you must not have anything to do!"

The East China Sea, in the middle of a rolling mountain.

Wu Song stood in front of a fighter plane that was broken in two, silent, but his mind was turning sharply.

He has now arrived at the location of the incident, but he has not found any clues related to Han Qianxue, which makes him even more worried about her safety.

Can't wait any longer!

If you delay even one more second, Han Qianxue will be more likely to encounter danger!

Wu Song didn't wait any longer, his figure flashed, and he quickly ran in a circle centered on the wreckage of the fighter.

He resembles electricity, and at the same time uses his senses, such as hearing and vision, to the sharpest state to prevent the neglect of useful clues.

One lap, two laps......

Wu Song crossed the forest, crossed the creek, jumped over the cliff, and the search area became larger and larger.

After a while, he was already on the edge of the mountains, and beyond that, there was an endless sea.

However, until now, he still hasn't found any clues about Han Qianxue.

Wu Song's heart sank, he knew that Han Qianxue must be in danger.

With a "whew", Wu Song jumped up from a mountain, his body was like a light swallow, and he glided down the mountain.

In mid-air, he looked down on the earth condescendingly.

Qianxue, where are you!

He couldn't help but call out in his heart.

That cold, smiling but warm woman like a spring breeze, now, where are you!

"Chirp—"

Just as Wu Song's body was about to hit the ground, suddenly, from a pile of rocks by the sea, a strong pillar of light shot out.

The target of this pillar of light is none other than Wu Song!

If it weren't for the fact that he had already exerted the senses of his whole body to the extreme, Wu Song would really be hit by this pillar of light!

There was a flash of light over there, and Wu Song reacted immediately.

His body in mid-air changed from diving to translation, which was logically impossible, but for Wu Song, it couldn't be simpler.

"Click", the pillar of light hit a stone beside him, and the stone was shattered in an instant.

"MOVE!MOVE!" a guy hiding in the middle of a pile of rubble shouted to his accomplice, who tried to run, but suddenly stopped.

The target they had just shot was already in sight.

Wu Song looked at the two people standing in front of him, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

A blonde foreigner in a casual suit.

The man standing next to this foreigner was a little strange.

It's summer, and this man is neither riding a motorcycle nor flying an airplane, and he actually wears a helmet on his head, which is too nondescript.

And what this guy was holding in his hand also made him wonder.

It was a stick with a box-like thing tied to it.

As a major general in the powerful part of the Longhua military, he has seen all kinds of the latest and strange-looking weapons.

However, he did not recognize what the stick was used for.

The blonde foreigner's eyes rolled wildly, and he knew what the hell he was doing at a glance.

Suddenly, he looked behind Wu Song with a surprised look.

Wu Song smiled coldly and turned his head to look behind him.

In his current state, even within a hundred meters of his surroundings, as long as he is not a top master, his every move cannot escape his senses.

This dead foreigner actually dared to pretend to be a ghost in front of him.

Sure enough, Wu Song had just turned his head, and the foreigner quickly pulled out his pistol from his waist.

17！

As soon as he pointed the muzzle of the gun at Wu Song, a cold light flashed, and the foreigner screamed miserably, and the blood of the hand holding the gun gushed like a spring.

With a "snap", half of the *** and a finger fell to the ground.

Wu Song shook the lightsaber in his hand, didn't care about the foreigner who was holding his palm and screaming, and shouted at the guy wearing a helmet.

"Take off your helmet!"

The guy stood in place, neither running away nor following Wu Song's orders.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and the helmet that the guy was wearing split in two.

Wu Song was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed.

He had never seen anyone like it before—if the creature standing in front of him was a human!

The skin of the man's face is blue, there is no nose, and there is a small hole in what should be the mouth, but there are no lips if it is a mouth.

And what surprised him the most was the forehead of this "person".

In the middle of this "man's" forehead, there was a diamond-shaped hole, and if it weren't for the fact that the hole was empty, he would almost think it was an eye.

The creature looked down at the helmet that had fallen to the ground, then at Wu Song, and suddenly let out a strange cry while lifting the stick in his hand.

With a "pop", the body of the strange creature flew out, and after gliding in mid-air for some distance, it fell to the ground, motionless.

"If you scream again, I'll kill you!" The lightsaber pointed directly at the foreigner's throat, Wu Song sneered: "I don't care who you are, it falls into my hands, you don't have any choice except to honestly say what I'm interested in!"

When Wu Song said this, the foreigner didn't scream, but looking at his expression, he obviously didn't mean to cooperate with him.

Thinking of Han Qianxue, Wu Song no longer hesitated, his eyes widened, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and at the same time, he opened his mouth.

The foreigner didn't take Wu Song's words to heart at all.

As a member of the CIA, since he can stay away from the country and be sent to the distant country of Longhua, he will not be a general.

All kinds of intimidation, torture, and torture, he has long been mentally prepared.

He just wanted to say a few words to support the scene, and by the way, he gave himself courage, and a desolate mood suddenly filled his entire heart.

For as long as he can remember, whether it was being scolded by his father for wetting the bed, or being bullied by his peers when he was a teenager, or looking at his boss after work, being ostracized by his colleagues, etc., all the unpleasant things that happened to him came like a tide and drowned him in the blink of an eye!

A sense of powerlessness, self-abandonment, and wanting to go crazy......

Unconsciously, the foreigner knelt on the ground, holding his head in both hands, and pressed against the ground tightly, eager to get into the ground in pain.

This is exactly the "soul impact" that has been improved by Wu Song!

The Skeleton King's Psychic Impact was too lethal, and Wu Songshen's body still felt uncomfortable, and ordinary people would either die of exhaustion or go crazy in the face of this level of psychic impact, and besides, there was no third way to go.

The Psychic Shock that has been improved by him is much less lethal, but the effect is good.

Under Wu Song's attack, the foreigner only felt that he was lost to the extreme, the world was so big, but there was no place for him, he was hesitant and helpless to commit suicide.

The psychological defenses that had been relatively strong collapsed.

"What country are you from?"

Wu Song sat down on a stone in front of him and asked softly, looking kind like his godfather.

"Moldy Country...... Let me die!"

"Whew-"

The foreigner's head hit the ground and clanged.

"Are you a soldier?" Wu Song continued to ask, although the foreigner's appearance was very miserable, but he was to blame, and he did not deserve sympathy at all.

"No, kill me!"

"Ah...... I'm not a military ......"

"CIA, I'm CIA!"

The old foreign language is incoherent, and under the invasion of negative emotions, he unconsciously confides in his secrets.