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"Need a fire control system for infantry fighting vehicles?" Lei Zhen couldn't help but widen his eyes and repeated Li Mo's words. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Mo nodded with a smile and said, "The leader of Omar has revealed that the Taliban forces have a batch of old armored vehicles from the former Soviet Union, and although the weapons and ammunition on them are not very advanced, they are enough to use. It's just that a more advanced fire control system is needed! ”

Now, Li Mo finally revealed his biggest purpose. That is to switch to the fire control system of an infantry fighting vehicle. When he was in military training, Li Mo once saw through the Type 92 wheeled infantry fighting vehicle in the SWAT regiment. However, because the ability level is not enough, it is impossible to see through the fire control system in the infantry fighting vehicle. So the Star Organization has not been able to imitate an infantry fighting vehicle.

When cooperating with Guoan this time, Li Mo had an idea in his heart. This method of exchanging information for technology was exchanged from Huaxia Political Axe to this kind of fire control system.

For this reason, Li Mo also specially inquired about the information of the Type 92 infantry fighting vehicle, and knew that although this infantry fighting vehicle was quite advanced, it was not a top-level weapon and equipment that had to be kept secret. And the fire control system inside is a relatively simple fire control system. He felt that Huaxia Political Axe was very likely to come out.

Lei Zhen began to think that Li Mo would tell the production technology of a certain weapon, and if it was some weapon information that needed to be kept strictly confidential, he could almost see the outcome of this cooperation. However, he didn't expect that it was just a fire control system, and it was just an armored fire control system. This is more open than the other lion's mouth, asking for a certain type of aircraft and tank technology, so that the superiors can easily accept it.

After pondering for a while, Lei Zhen felt that this matter should be reported to his superiors, that is, Minister Fan. After all, the military is also involved in this matter. It's not something that the national security department can do alone. You even have to escalate to the top leadership.

After taking a deep look at Li Mo, Lei Zhen stood up and said, "Wait for me to report this matter, and I will inform you of the specific results when the time comes." But these days, you probably won't be able to go abroad! ”

Li Mo, who stood up, nodded naturally and said, "I know this for sure." Besides, I, as a middleman, have to be responsible, right? ”

Lei Zhen was leaving, and Tang Ya, who couldn't bear it for a long time, also followed. She didn't want to stay with Li Mo for a moment. As for Fan Qingqing, although he was reluctant. But I also know that it is not good for her to stay alone. But fortunately, after being nourished by Li Mo just now, I didn't miss much about this meeting.

Sending the three of them to the door, Li Mo quietly dropped a few steps. Grab Fan Qingqing's little hand who walked at the end.

"Won't you stay at night?" Li Mo attached himself to her crystal clear ear and asked in a low voice.

Fan Qingqing's bright eyes flashed a trace of hesitation, but he could see that Lei Zhen and Tang Ya's backs were getting farther and farther away, and he immediately shook his head.

"How about next time?" Slightly shyly kissed the corner of Li Mo's mouth, Fan Qingqing left a sentence and ran away like a gust of wind. She was afraid that she would stay a little longer, and she couldn't help but want to stay.

When the backs of the three of them all went down the stairs, Li Mo was also slightly relieved in his heart. After he said that sentence just now, he regretted it a little. He just remembered that when Zhang Lixia's four daughters left, he specially said that he would bring him over early tomorrow morning. Tell Li Mo not to go out.

If you are bumped into by the four women, it will be another trouble.

Lei Zhen returned to his residence and passed on the conditions he got from Li Mo to the capital through a confidential phone. Fan Zhangchen thought about it in the office for a while, then pushed the offices away and instructed the secretary to prepare the car.

Instead of reporting directly to Minister Huang, he drove to a heavily guarded courtyard house. After checking Fan Zhangchen's documents, the guards saluted and let Fan Zhangchen in.

Walking into the courtyard with a serious face, Fan Zhangchen did not look around like he did when he first came here, but strode in with his eyes level.

When he saw the middle-aged man standing at the gate, Fan Zhangchen showed a faint smile on his face.

"Secretary Wei, Donald didn't sleep, did he?" Fan Zhangchen asked in a low voice after approaching. There was no minister's display in his tone, nor did he show humility because of the difference here. On the contrary, there is a feeling of familiarity.

The middle-aged man smiled and replied in a low voice, "No, you also know that Donald only sleeps late at night every day!" ”

The two didn't talk deeply, just like the underground party, and after a few words, the middle-aged man led the way into the house in front.

"Minister Fan, Donald is in the study!" The middle-aged man stopped when he led Fan Zhangchen to the door of a room and whispered.

After the middle-aged man left quietly, Fan Zhangchen tidied up his appearance before knocking on the door.

"Come in!" A slightly old but neutral voice rang out.

Fan Zhangchen cautiously pushed open the door, and did not immediately look at the figure at the only lamp in the study, but turned around and closed the door gently.

On the low desk, a softly lit lamp is lit. A slightly emaciated old man was sitting on a wicker chair with a book in his hand, looking through the light.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one would have believed that the old man reading in such a simple study was the 'Niu General' who had once dominated the battlefield and terrified countless enemies.

"Donald!" Fan Zhangchen half-bowed and whispered a greeting.

The old man on the rattan chair seemed to see the wonders, and his whole mind was devoted to the small book. Everything in the outside world is unheard.

Fan Zhangchen did not feel the slightest dissatisfaction because of the old man's 'neglect'. The expression on his face became more and more respectful. He knew very well that this 'General Niu' used to be a rough man who couldn't read a single word. But such a rough person, after getting the achievements that others look up to, he is like a primary school student, picking up the textbook and concentrating on learning. Even if you are retired, you will be no exception.

Ten minutes passed, and the old man on the rattan chair slowly closed the book. Take off the reading glasses from your eyes.

"Old man, if you let me go to reconnoiter the enemy now, I can still find a few hidden little devils, but I have to wear a pair of glasses when I look at the books that are close at hand!" The old man gently placed the book on the desk and seemed to be talking to himself.

"Donald, according to your body bones, it will not be a problem to live for another fifty years!" Fan Zhangchen smiled secretly in his heart, but said with a serious face on his face.

The old man's slightly squinted eyes suddenly glared, and a light flashed inside. glanced at Fan Zhangchen before he smiled and said, "Live another fifty years?" Isn't that an old goblin? Also, I said Zhang Chen, if you don't come to see me, forget it, and don't even call 'Uncle Tang', it seems that when you get old, the little rabbits don't take you seriously! ”

Fan Zhangchen immediately smiled when he heard this, and said in a non-positive manner, "Uncle Tang, it's all my fault." Next time when Qingqing and Xiaoya come back, I have to teach them a lesson. Let them spend more time with you! ”

Perhaps thinking of the two girls, a loving look flashed in Tang Laohu's eyes. But immediately, his face was a board.

"Comrade Fan Zhangchen, I'm going to criticize you, Qingqing and Xiao Yake are both working for the country, how can they have so much free time to accompany me as a bad old man? Is it more important to accompany me, an old man, than to contribute to the country? "The old man trained people, and he had a lot of power.

Fan Zhangchen immediately stood there with his head shrugged and disciplined like a student who had been reprimanded. There is no majestic and majestic deputy minister of national security who has made countless people tremble.

"Alright, don't pretend to be pathetic in front of me, you kid. Since you were a child, you rabbit cub have known acting, and I don't know how Lao Fan educated you in the first place! Donald didn't give face at all and continued to train.

Seeing that Donald was about to get up, Fan Zhangchen immediately leaned over to help the old man. Helping the old man to the side of a taller rattan chair and sitting down, Fan Zhangchen went to turn on the light in the study.

"Tell me, is there something wrong with coming to me so late, this old man?" The old man glanced faintly at Fan Zhangchen, who was sitting opposite, and asked.

"Uncle Tang, it's not me who happened this time. It's Qingqing and Xiaoya, two girls, who have something going on! Fan Zhangchen explained with a sneer. He knew the spleen surname of the old man opposite. If it was his own business, Donald would most likely not care about it. But if it involves Qingqing and Xiaoya. Donald won't sit idly by. After all, one is a godgranddaughter and the other is a granddaughter. It's still the kind I love.

"Huh? What happened to the two girls? The old man's face was straight, his sharp eyes looked directly into Fan Zhangchen's eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

Fan Zhangchen felt that at this moment, he was not facing an old man, but a general with tens of thousands of murderous troops standing behind him. An invisible pressure came over his face. It made him feel like he couldn't breathe. Perhaps here, it can explain why Fan Zhangchen rarely comes here.

But now, Fan Zhangchen knew that Tang Lao had misunderstood what he meant. I thought something had happened to the two girls. hurriedly explained, "It's not that the two girls have an accident, it's that the task they are responsible for has a problem." ”

When Fan Zhangchen finished speaking, he felt that the pressure disappeared immediately. The slightly bent waist is also a little straighter.

"Oh? Aren't the two of them together? How can we be in charge of a mission together? After the light in Donald's eyes converged, he asked in surprise. Since his retirement, he has rarely asked about political affairs, even about the career of his descendants. As long as they don't break the law and discipline, they will rarely treat their descendants harshly. Almost free to develop.

; "Uncle Tang, that's right. Because the work requires it. Qingqing and Xiaoya joined a working group a few months ago. Responsible for engaging with a young person. Recently, this young man cooperated with national security to obtain a piece of information from Afghanistan about the nest of the ETIM terrorist organization outside the country. It was also proposed to exchange intelligence for an armored fire control system. Qingqing and Xiaoya didn't dare to call the shots, so they reported it! Fan Zhangchen briefly explained what happened.

"This young man is the orange target of national security!" Finally, Fan Zhangchen added another sentence.

Tang Lao listened to Fan Zhangchen's report expressionlessly, and there was nothing unusual except for the occasional nod. It wasn't until Fan Zhangchen's last sentence that he showed a look of surprise. He certainly knows what the NSS's orange targets represent.

An orange target indicates that the target has the ability to cause serious harm, but the target's motive is unknown. It is impossible to tell if the target is to make certain actions. Therefore, if an orange target is found, it needs to be monitored 24 hours a day by the state security department, and once it is found that the target has the motivation to do serious harm, it must be arrested or killed.

"You even put two girls in charge of monitoring and contacting an orange target?" Donald asked with a little dissatisfaction.

(To be continued)