"Qin Jun, what are you doing?"

Qin Jun's actions attracted many soldiers from the Special Ninth Bureau to watch.

After all, the Ninth Bureau is highly disciplined, and there are few people who are as bold as Qin Jun.

There were more and more onlookers, but no one dared to stop him.

Qin Jun glanced at the officers around him with his peripheral eyes, and there was a look of disappointment in his eyes, the person who should have come has not yet come.

Click!

Without hesitation, he replaced it with a shuttle of bullets, and Qin Jun held the submachine gun and fired another burst of fire into the sky.

"Qin Jun, that's enough! Don't dare to recruit the chiefs. Xiashan Tiger stepped forward, patted Qin Jun's shoulder, and reminded kindly.

"Huh! Today I'm going to recruit the chief. Qin Jun sneered, and recklessly replaced it with a new magazine again.

Click!

The bullet was loaded, and Qin Jun was about to continue to pull the trigger, but there was a slight coughing sound not far away.

All the officers in the field turned their heads to look, and one by one stood up and saluted in awe, and said sternly: "Old director! ”

The person who coughed was an old man with gray hair. Beside the old man, on the left and right, stood an officer with a bear's waist and a tiger's back, guarding him in the middle. These two guard-looking officers were actually the same rank of major as Qin Jun.

The guards around him are all at the rank of major, and it seems that this old man's background must be extraordinary.

The old man was in good spirits, his black eyes were scorching, and he was dressed in a majestic military uniform, not angry and self-assured. Between his fingers was a military cigarette, his uniform neatly straight, and the bottom of the pine green epaulette was prominently embellished with golden branches and leaves and two golden star emblems.

The epaulettes show the old man's prominent status - the rank of lieutenant general of the army of the Huaxia Kingdom.

"Heh, this isn't a handsome doll! I haven't seen each other for a few years, but I've grown into a man. Why are you dressed like this, go take a shower and get a few clean clothes from the quartermaster's office. The old man said with a smile.

"Old Director!" Qin Jun put down his submachine gun and stomped his feet in a standard military salute.

The old man is the chief of the special ninth bureau and the number one director of the special ninth bureau, but the soldiers of the ninth bureau like to affectionately call him the old director. Fang Weiguo is the executive director, that is, the second director.

The old director is a veteran soldier who has participated in many border wars, he has made great contributions to the army and the country all his life, and he has won countless military merit medals in his life, and the exhibition hall in the bureau is full of rooms. The archives of the old bureau chief in foreign spy agencies are said to be able to fill a bookcase one person high.

The old director looked at the legendary young man in front of him with a smile and waved his hand with satisfaction.

"Jun Doll, I've heard about Major Zhang, as a soldier of the Special Ninth Bureau, there is no need to take death so seriously. As soldiers, we are always ready to sacrifice our lives for the country, whether it is my old bones in the age of sixtieth year, or a doll like you who has not yet reached the age of weak crowns, as long as we put on military uniforms, our lives will no longer belong to us! The old director took a puff of his cigarette, and his black eyes flashed.

The old director's remarks aroused the resonance of many enthusiastic officers.

"Old Director, you're right. If Major Zhang had died honorably in battle, I would not have been haunted by it, but would have been proud. Qin Jun smiled bitterly.

"Very good, Lang after the Yangtze River pushes Lang on the front! It is not easy for young people today to have such an awareness. The old director nodded with satisfaction.

"However, if Major Zhang died for other reasons, then I will definitely not give up, no matter how high the military rank of the person who killed Major Zhang, and how thick his background is, I, Qin Jun, swear that I will let him pay for his life." Qin Jun's face suddenly sank, and a pair of beast-like eyes, glowing with a fierce light, scanned everyone in the field.

"Jun Doll, what do you mean by that?" The old director raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise.

"I mean, someone in the bureau deliberately wanted to kill Major Zhang!" Qin Jun sneered.

As soon as Qin Jun's words fell, a young major officer with short-sighted glasses in the crowd suddenly sank his face.

"Is there such a thing?" The old director's face immediately sank. The most taboo betrayal of the military.

"That's right! That person should be among those present. Qin Jun squinted and said.

The pupils of the major with myopic glasses shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Who is it?" The old director asked in a deep voice.

"Old director, I, Qin Jun, have no basis for what I say. But I have witnesses, and they're at the entrance to the base right now. I don't have the right to let them in, though. Qin Jun looked at the old director and said sincerely.

The old chief turned around and nodded to one of the guards beside him, who immediately picked up the communication equipment and said something to him.

Five minutes later, three mud-covered Tiger buggies roared into the base gate.

A small group of Chinese soldiers wearing combat uniforms of different colors walked neatly out of the off-road vehicle, lined up in small steps, and walked to the old director.

"Hello chief, I'm Lin Haitao, deputy captain of the Crazy Sword Brigade of the Yanjing Military Region, please instruct!" Lin Haitao walked up to the old director with his head held high and saluted.

"The Berserk Sword Brigade. Lin Haitao, not bad, not bad! The last time I saw you, you were that old. The old director smiled and gestured to the size of a baby.

Lin Haitao just nodded politely. Some old chiefs of the army knew him, and he was not at all surprised, after all, there was an old man with a military district commander at home.

"Chief! I'm here to ask you for an explanation. Lin Haitao saluted again.

"Captain, please be aware of your identity!" A major of the guard, next to the old chief, stepped forward and reminded. According to the rules of the army, it is not allowed to report to a higher level.

The old director waved his hand at the guard, and then said to Lin Haitao: "It's okay. Lin Xiaohua said. You from the Crazy Sword Brigade, ask me for something to say in the Special Ninth Bureau. ”

Lin Haitao paused, raised his head, and glanced around, originally, the Special Ninth Bureau was a place that Lin Haitao dreamed of, but after Chen Dongsheng had such a big thing, he suddenly felt a cold disappointment in his heart about this coveted organization.

"As an ordinary Chinese special forces, the Special Ninth Bureau has always been a place we have fought for all our lives. My captain Chen Dongsheng, when he learned that he had the opportunity to enter the special ninth game, danced happily, and an iron-clad man actually cried like a child in front of his soldiers. We didn't laugh at him, because we, like him, were full of longing and yearning for the special nine games. But, just yesterday, I received the news of his sacrifice" Lin Haitao's eyes were red.

"Doll! We are soldiers, and it is an honor to sacrifice our lives for our country. The old director sighed and said.

Lin Haitao shook his head and said, "If I really sacrificed my life for the country, then I wouldn't be here today to ask the chief for an explanation." ”

The old director squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Lin Haitao thoughtfully.

"The reason why I asked you for an explanation. It's because my captain Chen Dongsheng didn't die, he miraculously came back alive, and he sued me that it was a soldier from the Special Ninth Bureau who shot him in the chest."