In the cold northeast Changbai Snow Mountain frontier, a small house stands on a hillside, not far from this small house, there is a boundary monument, on which is a national emblem with a red star shining, and below is written "Huaxia, 372, 20xx".

This is the border marker between the Republic and Mongolia, and at this moment, in front of this boundary monument, a man wearing a thick military coat and a dogskin hat is standing in the wind, looking at this boundary monument, taking out a piece of cloth and slowly wiping it.

He has been wiping the boundary monument for three years, and he will wipe it every day, without the slightest impatience.

After about half an hour, he finally stood up, saluted the boundary monument, picked up a shotgun that had been placed beside him, and walked towards the room with a slight limp.

On the side of this mountain, the wind was blowing, although it was not yet the season of heavy snow, but there was not the slightest hint of summer heat, the man walked all the way to the small house, put down the shotgun, and took off his military coat and dogskin hat in the wind, revealing a strong muscle inside.

And in addition to this strong muscle, there are also the same dense scars and bullet holes, which look very amazing.

The man started a handstand push-ups with a light handstand, a lot of sweat leaked from him, but his face did not change in the slightest, just adjusted his breathing and kept doing it, seemingly tireless.

After a long time he seemed to hear something, and then he regained his lame stance and put on his clothes.

Two horses galloped in the distance, and two people sat on them, and soon came to the hut, and a slightly obese man on top of it said with a smile: "Xiao Zhong, nothing has happened here in the past six months, right?" ”

The man straightened up and saluted, nodding.

The other person next to the fat man glanced at the man lightly, then pushed his glasses and frowned, "Let's go, if it's okay, we'll go back." This place is so desolate, if it weren't for the fact that there was nothing up there for us to come and see, who would want to come? ”

Seeing that the daily questioning had been completed, the man with glasses turned his horse head and replied, "Who said it wasn't!" This guy was thrown down three years ago, but he's just a cripple, and what's there to ask about things like guarding boundary monuments? ”

"Huh. I used to think that this guy might have some background, but now three years have passed. It's probably just a veteran who has made some contributions before, don't worry about him, let's go! The wind was so strong that it blew me to death. ”

“……”

The two rode away, and the man looked at them motionlessly, then lowered his hand, picked up his shotgun, and walked into the room where no one but him had entered.

In this room, the walls are covered with all sorts of weapons, from pistols to bazookas. From domestic to foreign, it was like a small arsenal, very terrifying, and when the man came in, he put down the old-fashioned shotgun at random, and was about to make dinner, when suddenly a bell rang from his table.

The man was stunned. I walked over and picked up the mobile phone on the table, turned it on with my fingerprint, and saw a dagger pattern painted with the image of a Huaxia dragon slowly floating, and then five big characters appeared.

"Dragon thorn, Chen Daoxu."

When the man saw these five big words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he took out another mobile phone and made a call.

"Colonel, Zhong Weiguo, request a helicopter gunship pick-up, the location ......"

……

In a small office at the Republican Cyber Security Center, while everyone else was coming home from work. Only a light in the corner was still on, and a fat man was sitting inside, munching on a hamburger, looking around sly, and then plugging a hard drive into his host computer.

A fat skull flashed on the computer, the fat man smiled, put the hamburger in his mouth, but the chubby fingers flew on the keyboard as if playing a piano, black command boxes kept popping up, and then a virtual globe appeared on his computer, and there were many bright spots flashing on it.

The fat man glanced at the bright spots, his fingers did not pause in the slightest, and continued to tap on the keyboard, and soon a blue light flashed violently, and his host computer instantly jumped to the page, to an interface full of English.

"Hah! Pentagon, let the fat man see what good things are in it, maybe take out a little more and throw it on Wikipedia! The fat man grinned, and his little eyes scanned through the interface, and he was very happy to see.

In addition to this interface, the virtual earth is still there at the moment, but the flickering light spots on it are extinguishing one by one, and a countdown appears in the upper right corner.

But the fat man ignored it, just browsed, and downloaded those texts by the way, but at this time, an email suddenly popped up.

"What's the situation? Mail? From the secret mailbox ......"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and then immediately his face became solemn, and he didn't even care about the interface, and opened the email directly, and five big words popped up on it.

"Falcon, Chen Daoxu."

As soon as the fat man saw these five words, a fat face suddenly became excited, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and the countdown on the virtual earth was approaching 0, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to operate, and exited the Pentagon's English interface.

Then the fat man got up from his position, packed everything up, and strode out of the office.

The security guard at the gate of the security center saw him and said hello as usual: "Fat Lu, why did you leave so early today?" ”

The fat man paused, looked at the security guard with small eyes, and replied with a smile: "First, I'm fat, but I don't like others to call me Lu Fat, my name is Lu Lianjiang, and second, help me talk to the supervisor tomorrow, and say that I resigned." ”

In the stunned eyes of the security guard, this fat man named Lu Lianjiang strode away, with a bit of momentum that he had never seen before.

……

Southeast Asia's Golden Triangle, which is one of the world's most famous drug production areas, is also a place with an extremely high incidence of crime, and on this day, a drag racing competition is being staged here.

An American Dodge Charger muscle car that looks very arrogant is speeding on the road, and the speed has easily soared to more than 250 per hour, but for the Dodge Charger, it is far from its limit.

The other cars had already been thrown behind by it, and the Asian man in the car smiled faintly, as if he was very disdainful of the car behind him, and then he looked at the pile of drugs that the drug lord asked him to send in the back seat, and there was a little chill in his eyes.

However, at this time, a bell suddenly rang, and the car display suddenly lit up, and five big characters appeared on it, which immediately attracted the man's attention.

"Special service, Chen Daoxu."

The man frowned, and without hesitation, he pressed the screen again, and it flashed again, and a sentence appeared.

"Xu Jian, immediately give up the undercover mission and return to China."

Seeing this message, the man turned off the display directly, and then slammed the steering wheel, and the muscle car crossed a very beautiful drift on the lane, and returned straight to the original road.

And then from the car fell countless white powder, and a word from the man.

"It's a pity, there are so many high-quality sea and loin, and the lair of the drug lord."

……

In front of the United Nations building, a Cadillac slowly stopped, and out of the car got out of the car an intellectual woman with black-rimmed glasses and a ponytail, she was very tall, wearing a professional outfit, holding a notebook in her hand, but she looked as cold as an iceberg.

Next to her, there were four American GIs wearing black sunglasses and green uniforms to protect her, but the woman didn't seem to care about this, and just walked towards the station, with a feeling that no one was close.

However, before she could reach the flag in front of the United Nations building, the woman seemed to notice something, frowned slightly, and took out a mobile phone she had with her.

The phone was opened with a fingerprint, and there was a slight shock on it, and a message popped up, making her delicate brows frown slightly.

"Siberian Tiger, Chen Daoxu."

When the woman saw this news, she directly threw the notebook in her hand to one of the American GIs, and said, "This information helped me submit it to the UN Security Council, I have something." ”

Then she turned around and left, got back into the car, and said to the driver in front of the car in fluent English: "Help me book a ticket to Huaxia Pearl City, there is an emergency, I need to leave immediately." ”

"Yes, Miss Wen Jieruo."

The woman turned her head out of the window, her face calm, like a machine, without the slightest fluctuation, except for some images from the name in her mind.

Chen Daoxu, what can make you use this summoning order? (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come and your support, which is my biggest motivation. )