The CIA building of the CIA in Virginia, USA, is ten times more alert today than usual. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Buzz"

Several Black Hawk helicopters circled and landed on the parking lawn one after another, and guards had already come to contact them.

Dr. Alice and Captain Morlock jumped out, wearing large sunglasses, expressionless, and carrying a black metal suitcase, and walked briskly into the headquarters building under the escort of the guards.

Seven or eight tall European and American men, all in suits and leather shoes, blindfolded by sunglasses, followed by ladies in uniforms and stockings, in addition to whites, there were also several middle-aged Asian faces, striding into the office building.

The atmosphere in the CIA headquarters building was suddenly tense, and the guards knew that something big was about to happen.

Walking down the hall, the staff of the CIA talked in a low voice.

"Ms. M of the British MI6, this is a legendary mother, and her intelligence collection and analysis capabilities are second to none in the European and American intelligence circles, and even this big man who has not seen the end of the dragon has come......"

Ms. M had a kind smile on her face, and when she was about to enter the elevator, a blonde beauty in a black uniform greeted her.

"Hello, Ms. M, I'm Daisy, and Director Blitz wants to talk to you first!"

......

It didn't take long for the head of the German Federal Intelligence Service (BND) Gerhardt Schindler to be in the oval office, the head of the International Intelligence Agency of the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Wild Dog Murakami, the head of the DGSE of the French Seventh Bureau of DGSE, and so on.

Everyone sat around and talked a lot.

"Hey, Schindler hasn't seen you for a long time, do you know what's going on?" said Bruno in the seventh game of France, spreading out his two hands on his chest.

Schindler, of the German Federal Intelligence Agency, pouted, drooped his eyelids, shook his bare head, and said, "Who knows? Didn't I just see Ms. M coming? Why is it gone?"

Wild Dog Murakami, a Japanese intelligence agency, wore small black round glasses, leaned forward, nodded and smiled: "I should have been invited by Director Blitz." ”

"Oh! The two of them are really close!"

"Hey, hey...."

"Bruno's stinky mouth is closed, you don't speak, no one treats you as a mute!"

Ms. M, who pushed the door in, stared at Bruno in the seventh game of France, who was known as the prodigal son, with a pair of blue eyes.

Bruno loosened his shoulders and did not speak.

Ms. M was followed by CIA Director Blitz and Alice and Morlock.

Blitz shook his head, walked to the main seat and sat down, put his hands on the table, and said in a low tone: "Everyone, our common enemy, there has been a great change in China..."

As soon as Blitz said this, the room suddenly fell silent, and everyone stared intently at Blitz's eyes, Blitz's eyes were blue-purple, very deep, and at the moment they were glowing with a strange brilliance.

Wild dog Murakami was inexplicably excited in his heart, and his small round eyes stared at the round, radiating strange colors.

"This great change is very terrible, if we do not join forces, I am afraid that it will not be long before the whole of Europe, the whole of North America, and even the whole world will be shrouded in the obscenity of China. ”

Ms. M, who was next to him, did not say a word, her expression was very solemn, her brows were tightly locked, and she seemed to agree with Blitz's earth-shattering words.

"Mr. Blitz, what is the big change, what do you say is a big exaggeration, right?"

"That is, it is possible that the Chinese have developed some new weapons, and that cannot be! Although China's industrial scientific research capability has been greatly improved in recent years, it is still far behind us!"

Blitz looked heavy, pursed his lips, shook his head and said: "No, you are too underestimate the Chinese, the intelligence of the Chinese is not below us at all, you look at this video..."

Immediately, Alice turned on the projection equipment, and on the screen, the flames of war were raging, illuminating the desert beach at night, and the No. 2 biochemical soldier wantonly slaughtered the Pakistani soldiers running everywhere, and the scene was terrible.

But the intelligence chiefs who gathered around here had never seen anything, and they had experienced interrogation scenes that were even more cruel than this. Therefore, they were indifferent to the tragic death of the soldiers of the Pakistani army.

"Ladies and gentlemen, compared to the news that everyone knows the successful development of biochemical warriors, this is the picture of actual combat, let's take a good look..."

Bruno, Wild Dog Murakami and the others couldn't stand looking at each other, the U.S. military was the first country to develop biochemical fighters, and they didn't expect that they had already been rubbed into actual combat, and they were all very surprised in their hearts.

Alice explains that this is inside a camp on the border with Pakistan.

This is the footage captured by the camera carried by Cyborg 2 itself, so you can only see the long Gatling barrel in front of the camera shooting more than a foot long tongue of fire, mercilessly harvesting lives.

Suddenly, twenty tall soldiers jumped out of sight, with big shoulders and round waists, tigers and bears, all of them were vigorous, moving like flying, and powerful like mountains, ruthlessly slaughtering the special forces of the US army.

Skillfully operate all kinds of weapons, whether they are discarded by the United States or in the hands of Pakistani soldiers, and they can be used as soon as they are picked up.

"Ahhh Chinese?!.....h

"Yes, it's the Chinese special forces, but how can they be so powerful?"

Everyone turned their puzzled eyes to CIA Director Blitz, and the old man Blitz pouted, acquiesced, and continued to stare at the picture.

The camera swayed, and after a scuffle, it stabilized, and a neutral Chinese face appeared in his sight, which was Pan Dawei.

The camera descends sharply from top to bottom, with a whistling sound, the two arms as thick as thighs are crossed, and the Gatling barrel glows with a toasted blue sheen, about to hit the demented Chinese.

The staff pressed pause, slowing down the playback, and Blitz nodded and motioned for start.

"Everyone, pay attention, the actions of this Chinese special forces!"

The intelligence chiefs at the round table listened and knew that this was the point, and their eyes widened, unwilling to miss a frame.

In the picture, the lips of the Chinese special forces squirmed, chanting words, and then their eyes showed a stunning light, and everyone couldn't help but shook, and raised back, instinctively avoiding this seeping gaze.

In the picture, the surface of the saber in the hands of the Chinese special forces is covered with a layer of light, twisting the waist and spinning, waving his hand, even through the screen, everyone can hear a piercing "stab".

It seemed that the screen was about to be cut, and everyone couldn't help but tighten their hearts, clenching their hands and clenching them into fists.

The falling picture paused, then fell down again, followed by the earth-shaking rotation of the picture, and when it finally stopped, the camera rushed to the quiet, cold grit.

Blood gradually flooded the shot, covering the entire frame as well.

There was a heavy panting sound in the room, and no one spoke for a long time, and the old man Blitz looked at this, looked at that, and when he saw this scene three days ago, he was also shocked.

Therefore, I understood their feelings very well, and took the initiative to break the silence and said.

"Everyone's visited, tell me what you think..."

Wild dog Murakami "Teng" stood up, leaned forward, pressed his hands the table, and said viciously: "It is terrible to destroy the biochemical research laboratory of the Chinese...."