After the news of the defeat of the 14th Panzer Division reached Tehran, the president attached great importance to it, first convened all the high-level personnel and held an emergency meeting, and Sherson, as the commander-in-chief of the Revolutionary Guards, was also on the list of meetings.

The destruction of an elite armored division was not a trivial matter that could be laughed at, and it was an extremely huge blow to the military power of the Persian state, and the defense force was weakened by nearly 10%.

After a long discussion, they came to the conclusion that they would send a request to the Chinese side for the end of the war, take the initiative to admit their mistakes, and send all the people involved to the military court.

Anyway, the main mastermind of that incident was General Pahlavi, and the other leaders were all kept in the dark, and now it is indeed the best choice to abandon him alone and save the whole country.

So as soon as the meeting ended, Sherson summoned General Pahlavi, did not give him any opportunity to explain, informed him of the results of the meeting, and made him mentally ready.

However, unexpectedly, after knowing the news, Pahlavi did not seem to show much surprise, but smiled lightly:

"Marshal Sherson, I respect the opinion of the leader, but if you send me to court-martialed now, are you too anxious?"

"Are you in a hurry?" Sherson frowned and said, "Is it not too early to wait for that one to kill all the way to Tehran?!"

"Not really. Pahlavi smiled and said:

"I mean, that Chinese guy can't get to Tehran at all, so please rest assured that you and the president are at ease. ”

"How?"

Sherson's brow furrowed, his eyes full of suspicion.

Now he doesn't believe Pahlavi's words at all, it's not that he doesn't trust his army, but the other party is too strong, even if the sea, land and air are all assembled, he doesn't have confidence at all.

The whole of Persia seems to have no weapons against him.

"The leader of the Zoroastrian Sect is in Semran at this time, waiting for the arrival of that Chinese man. ”

Pahlavi bowed slightly.

He said it plainly, but Admiral Sherson showed an expression of shock that he had never seen before:

"What? You even asked him to move?"

"Yes. Pahlavi bowed his head and said, "Now you can always rest assured." ”

“... If it is in case, one in ten million, even the sect leader can't stop that Chinese man, what should I do?" General Sherson said with a cold face, "Then I will definitely send you to a military court!"

"If that's the case, I'll drop another Meteor-III missile and kill him one more time. And the existence of the Lunatic Cult has always been a hidden danger, hasn't it?" said Pahlavi with a smile.

"You, you're crazy! You actually want to drop the Meteor-III in Semran, do you know how many people there are!" "Sheelsen slapped the table angrily and said, "Don't say anything, I'll dismiss you as commander of the army right now and charge you with war crimes."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Pahlavi put his hand in his pocket, took out a pistol, and pulled the trigger.

With a 'bang', General Sherson shattered his head and collapsed to the ground.

"As a soldier, you should have the courage to break through the cauldron and sink the boat, you don't even dare to take this risk, how can you be worthy of being the commander-in-chief of the three armed forces?"

A hint of decisiveness flashed in Pahlavi's eyes.

He wiped the fingerprints from the gun, then placed it on Shelson's hand, pretending to be the commander committing suicide.

......

'Da Da Da'

Zhang Yang entered this town with his hands behind his back.

Outside this town, the strongest ground armed forces in Persia, the 14th Armored Division, tens of thousands of elite troops, hundreds of tanks, armored vehicles, and helicopters, it is no exaggeration to say that this great wall of steel can easily withstand the attack of 200,000 enemy troops.

But now, he was defeated by Zhang Yang alone, and it didn't seem to take much effort, just like going out for a meal and taking a walk.

This town is the last line of defense for Symran, past which is Semiran, and then the capital Tehran.

This way traveled thousands of miles, killing the enemy and breaking the army, in addition to raising his prestige, it was still to kill one person.

The target was already close at hand, and the strongest ground force in Persia had been routed by him just now, and no army would be able to stop him on the rest of the road.

But in this humble town, there seems to be a mysterious powerhouse waiting for him.

In fact, when he had just rushed into the military formation, Zhang Yang felt this breath, and he had paid attention to it at that time, worried that the other party would suddenly attack, but obviously, his worry was superfluous, because the other party watched all this happen, and never made a move.

Even if you don't even do this, it seems that it is not an official person of the Persian state?... Who could that be?'

Zhang Yang held his chin and thought about it, and strode into the town.

The other party was an old man with gray hair, sword eyebrows and sideburns, standing straight outside the train station, and the momentum exuded around him was almost like a Mount Tai. He was dressed in a black and white robe, with gold trim on the surface, shoulder armor and breastplate, revealing an exotic style all over his body.

"Your Excellency Mr. Zhang, you are here. ”

Seeing Zhang Yang coming, the old man turned around, showed that majestic face, and said lightly: "Below is the contemporary leader of the Persian Zoroastrianism, whose Chinese name is Lu Weilou. ”

The old man does not speak slowly or urgently, and his Chinese pronunciation is very standard, and even most Chinese people are inferior to him.

In this regard, Zhang Yang just frowned and said:

"Is there something wrong?"

Although the other party seems to be not small, and he speaks politely, he is still the great leader of the Persian Zoroastrianism, but Zhang Yang still doesn't care too much about it.

"Hehe, Grandmaster Zhang is really young, he is ranked eighth in the dark list, one place above Grandmaster Zhang, does Grandmaster Zhang not care so much?" Lu Weilou said lightly.

"Eighth and ninth, I don't think there's much difference. ”

Zhang Yang shrugged.

In the past few days, he has not only killed people, but also occasionally looked at the dark web forums, knowing what has happened in the year since he disappeared, and also knowing that the CIA has released a new issue of the dark list, adding his own name, ranking ninth, which is quite face-saving.

The eighth place above him is indeed Lu Weilou, the leader of the Persian Zoroastrianism, and Zhang Yang is still a little impressed by this name.

"Grandmaster Zhang, you are really wrong to measure the dark list with the vision of your Huaxia Billboard. Lu Weilou paused, and then said leisurely:

"The dark list is a list of the world's top powerhouses, which is different from your Huaxia Billboard, to put it bluntly, the difference in levels is too great. Even if it is the bottom of the dark list, if it is placed in your Huaxia, it is also the existence of the first place on the list. ”

"In the dark list, the difference in strength between each is extremely huge, Grandmaster Zhang and I seem to be only one ranking, but how much is the real difference, then I don't know. ”

As he was talking, Lu Weilou stroked his white beard, his expression showed a bit of pride, and then he said:

"The Great Heavenly Master of Tibetan Buddhism, what do you think his strength is?"

Zhang Yang held his chin and thought for a while, and said, "It's not bad, it's a qualified land immortal." ”

"Before Sect Master Zhang defeated him, the Great Heavenly Master's ranking was fourteenth, and I was eighth, but do you know how long it will take me to defeat him?" Lu Weilou asked proudly.

Without waiting for Zhang Yang to answer, he stretched out three fingers and said, "Three minutes." ”

The leader of Tibetan Buddhism, the only living Buddha great heavenly master in the world, was defeated by this great leader of Zoroastrianism in three minutes!

"So what? What are you trying to express?"

Zhang Yang said lightly, but still frowned.

He knew very well what the strength of the Great Heavenly Master was, although he couldn't do it now, he was indeed a strong opponent at his peak before. At that time, in order to defeat him, Zhang Yang almost tried his best, and finally exhausted the true yuan, and had to recuperate on the spot for a day and a night.

It was hard to imagine that the Great Heavenly Master was in the hands of this Zoroastrian sect leader, and he could not support it for more than three minutes.

"What I want to express, Sect Master Zhang should be very clear. Lu Weilou said coldly: "This station is the end of Grandmaster Zhang's trip, you have defeated the 14th Armored Division to achieve the purpose of deterrence, so"

He waved his sleeves and said:

"Please go back!"

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