Due to the mysterious death of the commander of the Burmese army, the ambitions of some militants in Burma have exploded, and Myanmar has fallen into a situation of war and chaos.

A ragged, gray refugee stumbles closer to the border, with obvious intentions.

"Stop! Please show your passport at the border!" the soldier raised his hand to block the beggar's way.

"Water...... Water ......"

The beggar's hoarse voice was weak, as if he was about to faint at any moment, and the soldier, feeling pity, handed the beggar his water, and the beggar snatched it and drank it all the time.

"Listen to your voice as if you are Chinese, report your ID number!" The soldier listened to the beggar's accent not like the Burmese people, remembering that the embassy in Myanmar had issued a statement half an hour ago, and the Chinese people had basically been evacuated safely.

"I ...... I am Wang Xiaogou, the commander of the Commander Guard Company of the First Army! I want to go home! I want to go home!" Wang Xiaogou remembered what had happened from last night to now, and he cried a handful of snot and tears.

In order to get the evidence collected in the past two years, Wang Xiaogou risked his life to go back to the previous small village, but he didn't expect that the Burmese name was like a chicken blood, divided into two factions, and the fight was inextricable, and later he learned that it was Malu who died.

He stole a motorcycle, didn't drive far, was chased by someone, hit his nose and swollen face, and robbed him of the only little money he had, along the way he was treated as a Burmese, beaten five times an hour, more uncomfortable than the two years he was an undercover agent.

……

"Then what if we secretly take out Jiang Zhanjun's corpse?" Zhang Gong had the idea of taking a risk.

"That's not good! The above approved that this case will be handled by them, if we get Jiang Zhanjun out, they will definitely be deducted by them to destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, now, there is only hope that Feng Lun is not one of the members of that group. Lan Lao immediately rejected Zhang Gong's suggestion and sighed loudly.

"By the way, Yang Ming, you said that you have evidence of Jiang Zhanjun's collusion with others, what about the things?" Lan Lao patted his head and asked Yang Ming.

"I'll have to wait for me to go back and sort it out, but I need some audio and video equipment, and the video equipment should be relatively vague. "Yang Ming once used Lu Renjia to test, the camera can make the soul that has been manifested on the film, but it is translucent, of course, if you use a little monitoring equipment, you can't see any clues.

"Yang Ming, what do you mean by this? Why do you want these things? You don't want to falsify, do you? You must know that falsifying evidence is a felony. After hearing Yang Ming's request, Lan Lao's jaw was about to drop.

"Lan Lao, don't worry! it must be true that there is no real evidence, it just takes a little time. Yang Ming was amused by Lan Lao's reaction.

"That's okay! Zhang Gong, you can send someone to Yang Ming and let him listen to Yang Ming's command. ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Gong immediately got up, the phone rang suddenly, Zhang Gong picked up the phone, and there was a burst of sobbing over there.

"Company commander......! I'm back!"

"Who are you?" Zhang Gong confirmed again and again, it was indeed a phone number he didn't recognize, but the voice over there was somewhat familiar.

"I ...... You're not going to forget me, company commander, are you?"

"Old Lan, Puppy Wang is back!" Zhang Gong said with wide eyes.

"Let him come over!" Wang Xiaogou used to be one of Lan Lao's personal guards, with quick skills and bright brains, and he was deeply favored by Lan Lao. At the beginning, when Lan Lao planned to send him to be an undercover agent, he was still a little reluctant, who knew that this kid was called a gallant fat, and when he heard that Lan Lao was hesitant, he immediately took the initiative to ask for his life, which made Lan Lao feel guilty for more than half a year.

When Wang Xiaogou saw Lan Lao's first face, he was stunned and cried: "Lan Lao, the No. 213 soldier of the guard company has lived up to his mission and is back alive, please give instructions to Lan Lao!"

"Okay, just a few of us, don't be polite, sit down and eat something!" Lan Lao saw that Wang Xiaopu's face was yellow and thin, and his nose was a little blue and swollen, so he immediately cherished it, and sat down with Wang Xiaopu.

Wang Xiaogou sat down and found Yang Ming next to him, sipping a little wine with a look of enjoyment, looking at each other, Yang Ming smiled politely, Wang Xiaogou's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "When did you come back?"

"About four or five hours ago!" Yang Ming estimated that the time was almost the same from returning to China to kill Jiang Zhanjun.

It doesn't matter if Yang Ming doesn't laugh, as soon as he laughs, Wang Puppy will be anxious, and he grabbed Yang Ming's neckline with tears in his eyes and shook it, and shouted wildly: "Lao Tzu fucking in Myanmar in order to wait for you kid, I was beaten more than 20 times in three hours, if it wasn't for Lao Tzu's cleverness, I wouldn't be able to fucking come back!

Since Yang Ming reminded Wang Xiaogou to flee in advance, Wang Xiaogou regarded Yang Ming as a brother who was born and died together, from the perspective of a soldier, he should return to China immediately after getting the evidence, but he insisted on waiting for Yang Ming in Xiaozhai for more than three hours, and he didn't see Yang Ming's figure for a long time, he thought that Yang Ming had sacrificed, and was ready to return to China to apply for martyrdom for Yang Ming, but what he didn't expect was that Yang Ming actually returned to China early.

Zhang Gong saw that Yang Ming was being pestered by Wang Xiaopu, and his heart was secretly refreshed, and symbolically stopped: "Ahem, dog! Pay attention, Yang Ming is Lan Lao's honored guest!"

"Okay, okay, puppy, just do it!"

"Hmph, I'll clean you up when I'm full!" Wang Xiaogou scolded Yang Ming with murderous eyes and slurred words while muttering chicken, duck and fish meat into his mouth.

……

"Hiccup~Ah~ This is definitely the best meal I've had in two years!"

Full of wine and food, Wang Xiaopu lay on the table contentedly and touched his round belly and sighed comfortably.

"Dog, you took these photos well, they are very valuable!" Yang Ming flipped through the evidence collected by Wang Xiaopu, this guy actually got the sound video of Bi Chenghu going to the toilet and making a phone call, and it was really not simple.

"That's, don't look at who the little master is!Come on, Xiao Ming, let's learn from each other, let Brother Dog teach you how to be a person!" Wang Xiaogou staggered to his feet and hooked his hand at Yang Ming defiantly.

"Don't call me Xiao Ming!" Yang Ming has been unable to bear others calling him "Xiao Ming" since he watched the "Xiao Ming Get Out" series.

"Hey, what's the ...... when you call?"

Before Wang Xiaogou finished speaking, he suddenly fainted as soon as his nose was hot, and when he woke up again, it was already night.

Yang Ming hid in the room and released Jiang Zhanjun from the soul cultivation bottle, and the scum quality camera had already been prepared, recording everything Jiang Zhanjun said.

Yang Ming now has an angle that the camera can't capture, and with a little finger, he established a soul link with Jiang Zhanjun, and directly asked Jiang Zhanjun about his memory through the soul link. The soul alchemy was activated, a dark blue flame rose, and Jiang Zhanjun began to speak.

"My name is Jiang Zhanjun, born in 1956, when I was eighteen years old, I went to Yunnan alone, I wanted to make a fortune through the jade business, but I didn't want to indulge in gambling stones, and I lost a lot. ”

"When I was down, I met two people who were also down, one was Jiang Zhanjun and the other was Bi Chenghu. The three of us hit it off and bowed on the spot, and on the night of the prayer, we decided to do a big one. ”

"Because all three of us ended up on the streets because of the gambling stones, we targeted the gambling stone shop, we just wanted to take some money and leave, and we didn't want to hurt people's lives. But I didn't expect the eldest brother and the second brother to be caught by the boss of the gambling stone and the two guys, and hung the two of them up, at that time they were young and vigorous, thinking about the oath when they bowed, I hid in the firewood room and picked up a firewood knife on the spot, and as a result, the boss's life, the two guys were scared silly, but how could my two brothers let them go, so we killed three people that night. ”

"The money we got was enough to keep the three of us happy for the rest of our lives, but it didn't satisfy my two brothers, who saw in some places the addicts who traded a lot of money for white face, and they decided to go to Burma, and I parted ways with them from then on. ”

"Later, by chance, I got a prescription ......"

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"Hahaha! I succeeded! I succeeded!"

The two sleepy-eyed soldiers were startled by the maniacal laughter, and immediately regained their spirits, the madman in the lounge had been operating the whining machines since three o'clock last night, when they came from the shift.

Haruki Sawano excitedly twisted the white powder in his hand, looking at the mouse that was madly biting the iron cage, this was his most gratifying experiment, in just a few hours, a drug that needed to be processed more than 30 times was analyzed and formulated, he was confident that no one in this world could do this except him.

"Mr. Haruki Sawano! You can't go anywhere until Major General Feng arrives!" The two German doctors stopped Haruki Sawano, who was about to walk out, and they had already called Feng Lun to inform him as soon as possible.

"Can't I go to the toilet?" said Haruki Sawano with a roll of his eyes.

"Please put down the medicine in your hand!" said the German doctor, uneasy.

"Hmph!" Haruki Sawano put down the powder packet in his hand, he had also thought about taking medicine to strengthen himself and escape, but this drug had a lot of damage to nerves, especially memory, even if he could escape and forget the preparation process of the drug, he would be a worthless monster at best.

Yamamoto-kun, it's all up to you!

Haruki Sawano had already guessed that Feng Lun would never let him go back with confidence, so before leaving, he made an appointment to meet the strongest ninja who went abroad all day, Yamamoto Eleven, and pinned all his hopes on Yamamoto Eleven.