The next day, early in the morning.

The dawn is falling.

In the cold winter, it is rare that the sun shines through the thick clouds early.

It can be seen that today is a sunny day.

In the mid-levels holiday estate, the heavy wooden door slowly opens.

A man and a woman appeared at the door.

In the open space not far from the door, a long-awaited army-green off-road vehicle was parked.

An officer in a crisp uniform walked briskly to the door.

Raise your right hand and salute earnestly.

"Mr. Lin, the car is ready, we can go to the nearest military airport immediately and take a special plane to fly directly to the destination. ”

Hearing this, Lin Yu nodded slightly.

He traveled lightly, and only had a narrow Tiancong Cloud Sword in his hand.

The emperor Yunyan next to him is also very concise in his dress.

The pretty face is not powdered, and the eyes are like gods.

There is a Qinghong sword tied to his back, and he is heroic.

The two followed the officer and got into the SUV.

The car slowly opened and gradually drove away from the gate of the manor.

At this time, Lin Yu was sitting in the back seat with his eyes slightly closed.

An expression as indifferent as ice reappeared on his face.

The officer driving in front of him had a particularly strange illusion in his heart.

He always felt that there was no one else in the car but himself.

If the image of the two people in the back seat was reflected in the rearview mirror, he hardly noticed.

As an excellent reconnaissance officer, he couldn't even feel any breathing sound at such a close distance.

The two people in the back are like two sculptures.

The posture remains fixed, quiet without the slightest sound.

Despite feeling strange in his heart, he didn't show it.

As time passed, the off-road vehicles soon arrived at a military airfield.

……

At the same time that Lin Yu got up and rushed to the border, in a courtyard house in Yanjing, the lights were on for a whole night.

Even when the sun was rising outside, the lights in the room were not extinguished.

Huo Lao stood behind the desk, his brows furrowed, and he stared deeply at the information in front of him.

Just as he was thinking to himself, the door creaked and was gently pushed open from the outside.

"Huo Lao, Mr. Lin has set off. ”

The person who came said softly, lest he disturb Huo Lao's train of thought.

"Hmm!"

Huo Lao nodded slowly, his eyes still staying on the piece of information.

He muttered to himself: "It's strange, why did Tianzhu Ah San choose to make trouble at this point in time, and deliberately sent religious personnel under the banner of revenge, what is there in this?"

As he spoke, he stood up and went through all the information again.

"Huo Lao, it's dawn, it's time for you to rest and rest. ”

The visitor did not leave, but crept to the front and reminded in a low voice.

"Hmm!"

Huo Lao's reaction was the same as just now.

"Something must have been missing, something must have been missing. ”

He continued to talk to himself, as if a bright light had suddenly crossed his drowsy head.

This information said that on the 6th of this month, President Tianzhu met with the consul of the East R country and the consul of the United States, and if the speculation is correct, these two countries should have instigated the Tianzhu people. ”

"But why did they instigate the Tianzhu people? Did they just want to cause some trouble for Lin Yu? Are there any other traps in this? Do they think that the Tianzhu people can deal with Lin Yu?"

Huo Lao seemed to be stunned to death, and kept talking to himself.

He picked up one copy of the information on the table, and then threw down another.

The neatly arranged documents, in the blink of an eye, are a mess.

"Yesterday, the diplomats of the United States summoned the consuls of the Eastern R country, France, Britain and other countries, these countries have just suffered a loss from Lin Yu, do you want to take this opportunity to save face?"

"Let the Tianzhu people make trouble near the border, and the major media in Western countries have also sent reporters to follow up and report, their intentions are too obvious!"

Huo Lao held his chin and stared at the table with his eyes.

His eyes flickered, thoughtfully.

"No, no, there must be other purposes, these countries are together, they don't just want to block Lin Yu, there must be a plan hidden in it that they haven't yet noticed. ”

Although he stayed up all night, Huo Lao's spirit was not only not decadent, but became more and more excited.

A layer of fog in front of me seems to be gradually dissipating.

"I need more information, I need more sources, there must be something strange in this, the people of the Eastern R country and the rice country have suffered such a big loss, it is impossible to just want to find trouble. ”

While talking to himself, he picked up the special line on the table.

Huo Lao skillfully dialed out a group of numbers, and ordered in a deep voice: "Is it the intelligence department? Send me all the relevant information about the recent East R country and the United States country, immediately!"

……

Rice country, presidential palace.

"Yan Huang has a saying, I like it very much, called the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind. ”

Mr. President, with silver hair, was lying comfortably on the sofa with a smug smile on his face.

"Haha, those people from the East R country still think that they are doing very hidden, but unfortunately their every move is all under our control. ”

Exaggerated laughter, rich in rice characteristics, rippled in the room.

As he spoke, the head of a country kept gesturing with his hands to strengthen the appeal of his tone.

The assistant on the opposite side has long been accustomed to all kinds of strange actions of Mr. President.

Therefore, the assistant smiled strangely and said: "Your Excellency, if it were not for the CIA to cover for the people of East R, their so-called secret organization to purchase nuclear warheads in Eastern Europe would have been exposed a long time ago. ”

The word nuclear warhead suddenly made Mr. President, who was originally laughing, become serious.

He sat up straight and asked solemnly: "If the nuclear warhead falls into the hands of the people of the East R country, there will be no trouble, the aggressiveness of this nation is engraved in the genes and will never be erased." ”

"Although Yanhuang is our common enemy now, we must not forget the terrible nature of the people of the Eastern R country, which is the most despicable and shameless nation in the world. ”

Then, the solemn color on his face became more and more intense, and he reminded very cautiously: "The people of the Eastern R country are a sinister and cunning cruel people, their madness and bloodlust are similar to the vampire Dracula in the European Middle Ages, once you are seen by him in the weak point, the throat will be immediately bitten by it, and there is no chance of survival. ”

Hearing the president's question, the aide replied unhurriedly: "Please rest assured, there will definitely be no trouble, first of all, the nuclear warhead of Eastern Europe has been dismantled and can only be detonated on the spot, and does not have any launch capability." ”

"Secondly, even when this warhead was in transit, it was monitored by our military satellites, and according to the original route, it entered South Asia from Eastern Europe and arrived at the site of the incident. ”

After some explanation by the assistant, Mr. President was relieved.

He let out a long breath and said slowly, "Remember, never underestimate the brutality and madness of the people of the Eastern R Country, this is an extremely cruel people. ”

……

The southwest frontier has deep valleys and steep slopes, and the terrain is rugged.

Cliffs are everywhere, and the river valley is densely covered with primeval forests.

The altitude here is more than 3,000 meters.

The terrain is complex and belongs to the typical plateau mountain climate.

Especially in the deep winter season, it is even more bitter cold.

In a slightly gentle meadow area, dozens of tents are lined up.

A blonde and blue-eyed Caucasian man, dressed in a thick cotton coat, fiddles with camera equipment.

On the plateau, the air is thin and the sunlight radiation is particularly strong.

The plateau, blue sky, green earth, and rolling mountains in the photo look so beautiful.

But as soon as you get to the place, you understand what kind of torture it is to live at an altitude of more than 3,000 meters above sea level.

For the media reporters who rushed to the scene, it was a journey of suffering.

Around their makeshift tents, no armed forces were found.

Apart from a few strangely dressed Brahmins wandering around, no other living people were to be seen.

Although it was noon, the sun hung high in the sky.

But these reporters don't feel the slightest warmth.

The plateau in winter is a hellish existence.

The bitter cold wind slashed across the face like a knife.

The heat emitted from the body quickly escapes.

Everyone hugged their shoulders and shivered with cold.

At high altitudes, every movement requires more strength to support.

Even a few simple steps will make an ordinary person tired and breathe.

At this moment, media reporters are carrying cameras, gathering in groups of three or five, whispering.

"Damn it, this is Satan's paradise, hell on earth. ”

One reporter grumbled under his breath, his head tucked into a down jacket.

"God, what are we here for? The army of the Yanhuang people did not appear, nor did the army of the Tianzhu people, and there were only a few Brahmans in front of them. ”

Another reporter, who was enduring the cold wind, rubbed his hands vigorously.

With a sigh of relief, you can almost hear the sound of condensation into ice.

"What the hell, there is news that the Yanhuang people sent an army to disperse, but we can't even see the shadow of the ghost, those damn Tianzhu people dare to restrict our freedom, God, we are journalists, uncrowned kings. ”

Journalists in Western countries have a high degree of autonomy in reporting.

But now, they are actually restricted to such a small area by these backward Ah San.

Such a situation made them feel a great shame.

"Those Tianzhu disciples are even more hateful than the Yanhuang people, if it weren't for someone to say hello, I must expose their ugly behavior. ”

The reporters looked at the Brahmans with a veiled sense of dissatisfaction and anger.

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