Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Capital

Liu Yiyang left Han Wei and the four of them and returned to China alone, his spirit has been in a tense state, observing the tracks of pedestrians all the way, worried that someone will follow him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Obviously, he was overly worried, the 17th National Security Bureau was behind him, and he had erased all traces, entry records, and all the images left by his haunts, all of which were invaded by hackers to erase his traces.

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Ruined military bases!

Two Black Hawk helicopter gunships landed, two elite special forces that were not inferior to any country, one went into the jungle to search, and the other escorted several middle-aged men in black suits, and went straight to the cave.

"Sure enough, something happened!"

This man with white temples, about fifty years old, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and dark blue eyes full of wisdom, did not follow the others into the cave, but carefully observed the scene, not sparing a single detail.

He stood with a calm face, a pile of warheads, shell fragments, strange marks under his feet, the surface of the ground was not damaged by the force of the shell explosion, and there were two footprints under his eyes, and he saw that this person was wearing size 42 cowhide shoes.

"Strange!" He opened his voice and wondered, "It's not an armor individual weapon, or a person standing here to withstand a large number of bullets and shells, the warhead is strange, if you are wearing steel armor, the sputtering trajectory of this warhead should not be like this, it is more like a bullet loses its strength and falls vertically, and the same is true for the shell!" ”

He couldn't figure it out, so he followed the traces of the warhead forward, staggered the traces left by the enemy, and slowly approached the corpses piled up underground, twenty-four hours had passed, and under the setting sun, the dry blood had provoked a large number of insects and ants.

"Two wounds, both of which come from one or two people, sharpshooters, each shot hits the center of the eyebrows, every knife pierces the throat, according to the running traces of the corpse, not close to the body!"

"Is it a throwing attack?"

"Huh?!" He put on his gold-rimmed glasses, crouched down, and carefully observed the opening in the throat, "Strange, not a puncture wound, this wound is very strange, very strange, I want a piece of cream to cut with a knife, but the wound is a hole left by some kind of piercing with the same saber." ”

He carefully observed all the corpses, and four out of five of them had fear on their faces, and they were in a state of escape from their movements, and then looked at their movements after death, these people were annihilated in a very short moment!

How short? The people in the back die first, but the corpses crush the people who flee in front!

His head was dazed, he shook, stood up, took a deep breath, and the stench could not dispel the shock in his heart.

"GOD, is that your punishment for them?"

Recognized inside the cave.

"Mr. Marshall, the cargo is gone!"

Several middle-aged men in black came out, with strange faces, and respectfully greeted this gold-wired glasses Munda . Marshall Road.

"How did it disappear? There was no sign of it except a Humvee, and no other helicopter landed until we arrived after Colonel Simon and our men were killed. "Munda. Marshall said angrily, and soon he calmed down, this matter is full of strangeness, Colonel Simon's group, he believes that even if the regular army of South Africa does not have a division of troops, it may not be able to take this group of elite troops.

"And so it disappeared, and the strange thing is that in front of the gates of the warehouses where we loaded our goods, many of the gates were closed, and no one did not open them for a long time, while the goods disappeared out of thin air."

"What do you find in the data left by the surveillance?"

"The traces left by the electromagnetic pulse bomb destroyed all electronic products and data."

Munda. Marshall: "The hostages were rescued? ”

"Yes, according to his bloodstains, he is still alive."

"Collect information from the scene and erase all information about us afterwards." Munda. Marshall issued an order, "Secretly investigate the whereabouts of Huaxia agent 'Clouded Leopard', and before the whole matter is investigated, we must not alarm Huaxia again, and also, it has been more than twenty-four hours since we recalled our people in Huaxia, and I don't know how many people we can survive." ”

The mountain rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings, Munda. Marshall's heart was heavy, one person instantly destroyed the organization's important bases in Africa, and the important goods disappeared without a trace, this matter is full of strangeness.

"Huaxia is holding this kind of monster in his hand, if the organization dares to stretch out his hand indiscriminately, it will be difficult to be stable in the future!"

Munda. Marshall sighed in his heart, he vaguely guessed, it is very likely that this monster is like a superhero in the comics, mastering special abilities, if this is the case, how far has Huaxia's super soldier genetic engineering been developed in this regard?

This is not a headache for him, but he knows that human nature is greedy, and the organization will never give up, who doesn't want to have an invincible power?

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Beijing, airport.

With a hint of tiredness, Liu Yiyang took a taxi to the Hilton International Hotel in Chaoyang District, he had booked the presidential suite on the plane, he did not let Fei Di pick her up, he was inevitably a little afraid of affecting her, so multimedia eyeliner in the airport, she appeared to pick up the airport, it was inevitable that there would be no hype, and now he needs to be low-key, but he doesn't want to spread the word.

It's not the time to show affection, if one day she is exposed, the mysterious organization can't deal with herself, but she can deal with Feidi, after all, she is an artist, she doesn't need to use strong means, she only needs to use her connections and play conspiracy to end her life as an artist.

After all, this world is not an era of rampant force, and economic and cultural warfare is particularly important.

However, for me, this truth is useless, whoever has a hard fist is the boss, isn't the US imperialist fist hard, dare to move me, Lao Tzu went to the US Imperial soil, stole all the nuclear bombs stored on the US imperialists' territory, and ran to the White House to play 'suicide'!

Although Liu Wensheng did not say that this organization information can control the CIA and Blackwater, in addition to the organizations such as the Laozi Skull and Bones Association and the Freemasonry on the Internet, who else dares to say the arrogant words of controlling the CIA and Blackwater.

There is no shadow of US imperialism behind this organization, Liu Yiyang swallowed a gun and committed suicide!

I took the room card, went to the top floor of the hotel, overlooking the night view of the capital, and the chaotic thoughts in my heart gradually subsided.

Ding Dong――

Liu Yiyang opened the door with joy, but what greeted him was a beautiful young woman.

"Sir, do you need service?"

"No, thank you!"

Ding Dong――

"Sir, I'm a sophomore ...... XX college"

"If you disturb again, I'll call the police and let this hotel be closed for a year!"

Liu Yiyang said coldly: "Go find someone else."

It is normal for a young man to stay in the top suite of the Hilton Hotel, and it is normal to provoke room service, and after being warned by Liu Yiyang, no one dares to disturb him.