"How so?" I couldn't forgive myself for having made another mistake in judgment.

I ran out of the gate and sped to where the helicopter had been parked. Only traces of the foothold of the aircraft bracket remained on the ground, and it was no longer possible to pursue.

"*Annoying!" I couldn't help but shake my head and smile bitterly.

Although this * annoyance is not caused by me, it is an indisputable fact that the electric falcon disappeared under my nose.

When the follow-up troops arrived, I still didn't have a good idea.

Someone immediately reported to the Ministry of State Security, and soon an order came from there: "Everyone stands still and waits for the capital to send experts for urgent reinforcements." ”

The small building on the hill had been surrounded, and the soldiers were all loaded with bullets, as if they were facing a great enemy.

I sat on the rocks outside the building and reflected on the whole process over and over again.

Now, it is certain that the Demon Hunters have planted enough informants in the northern power, and they have even merged with the various fronts of this country, and it is impossible to tell the difference.

In fact, the country was established later, but the Demon Hunter Clan is eternal, and is the real master of the Beihai World. By taking all kinds of measures against the big northern powers, they must claim to be on the side of justice and take pride in destroying the aggressors.

Or, to put it another way, the great powers of the north and the demon hunters simply cannot coexist. For the rulers of the former, it was difficult for others to snore on the side of the couch; For the latter, they are willing to be the enemy of all mankind, and only in this way can they be left alone and avoid the territory of the second type of people being re-polluted by humans.

European scientists once said that although human beings are doing everything possible to find the "bottom of the earth" that can be hidden, developed, and immortalized, the ancestors of the earth who have been perfectly hidden are strongly opposed to this, and they are doing everything possible to sabotage the human search plan. Only the ancestors of the earth who experienced the great flood, the great destruction, and the great famine knew the extreme horror of population overflow and environmental pollution.

They avoid disasters at the bottom of the earth, and they have to avoid both natural disasters and man-made destruction, and this kind of "self-preservation" is related to survival. Therefore, when human beings destroy their peaceful life, the two sides will inevitably fall into a hostile situation that is intolerable.

There are countless big people imprisoned in the small building next to me, and their ideas of governing the country have threatened the survival of the demon hunting clan, so they will be secretly controlled.

If they were all released, there would be thousands of more wise men in the world out of thin air, and there would be a lot of masters, and they would be very prosperous.

That may become the prosperity of mankind, of course, it may also make human society quickly fall into the Warring States era of princes competing for hegemony and rising together, not to mention the three wars, with the blessing of modern weapons, transportation, communications, and ideology, perhaps a super war that destroys the world will break out, leading to the legendary destruction coming ahead of schedule.

At the thought of "great destruction", I suddenly shuddered and looked back at the small building.

I vaguely felt that the translator who brought me and the Falcon to this small building was a series of traps full of deep meaning.

Imprisoning me and holding the electric falcon hostage is only the first step, it is only an introduction and a prologue, and there are even more terrifying plans to follow.

The sky was overcast, and it seemed that another super blizzard was brewing.

From my own experience, if you have a sharp enough weapon, you can cut through the stone wall and free everyone.

"Is it that simple?" I asked myself.

According to common sense, once the demon hunters find out that their deeds are exposed, they will at least take destructive actions to destroy these big people who have been imprisoned with great difficulty, so that the human race will completely lose this part of the experienced leaders, and it will not be able to continue to advance into the Arctic Circle in a short time. Just like they hijacked the Electric Falcon, it would take at least a few months or even a year of chaos in the northern powers, and only after the re-election of the head of state, the formation of a new government agency, and the promulgation of new laws and regulations can the national order be stabilized and all work can be continued.

They fled, leaving behind a huge unresolved mess for the northern powers to pick up the pieces.

"It must not be so, at least not on the surface." Every time I reflect on it, I tell myself resolutely.

If the master shows weakness, there must be a follow-up means servo for returning the saber and returning the rifle. Therefore, when you make a move with a master, seeing is not necessarily believing, and you must deeply interpret the situation in order to avoid the traps set by the other party.

After another two hours, when the three helicopters of the envoy of the capital landed, the snowflakes fell silently again.

A team of black-clad SWAT officers rushed out of the plane and quickly occupied the town's vantage points, replacing the original defenders. At the same time, the few residents of the town were evicted from their homes and quickly relocated to neighboring towns.

Soon, the town was emptied of the aborigines, leaving not even a dog, a cat, or a cow, leaving only soldiers and SWAT officers.

The surroundings were quiet, and the reflection of the lenses of the sniper rifle sights could be seen everywhere.

The envoy finally stepped out of the cabin, his striking bald head glaring in the snow.

It was Miyankov, a politician known internationally as the "bald assassin", known for his thoughtfulness and reticency. The media has summarized that this person rarely exaggerates, as long as he speaks, he will say it.

The people are tired of looking at those talkative politicians, and the appearance of Miyankov meets the needs of the people. Therefore, he is deeply supported by voters in the country, and his support rate is second only to that of the Northern Emperor.

I've seen Miyankov in the media countless times, and now it seems that he is actually more silent and gloomy than on television.

"Mr. Long." He took the initiative to shake my hand, "I've read all your information, and I've been looking up for a long time." ”

I didn't want to say anything more, just shook his hand, and nodded gently: "You're welcome." ”

Behind Miyankov stood two secretaries and two bodyguards, all of whom had their eyes focused on my face, like eight flashlights, as if trying to find the answer to the disappearance of the electric falcon from my face.

"There is a major incident in the country, and I have applied to the parliament for special permission to invite you to be an international observer for the resolution of emergencies, and you can question our rescue work at any time." Miyankov said.

As soon as I nodded, the secretary behind him presented the document for me to sign.

"If there is any arrangement, please let us know." I say.

The secretary was very capable, and immediately opened the folder to introduce: "Mr. Long, there are three documents, which are the letter of appointment of an observer, the confidentiality agreement for the next five years, and the letter of commitment that there will be no private grants and acceptance of political parties in any country in the world. ”

Without justifying or objecting, I took the pen from the secretary's hand and quickly signed all three contracts.

"Thank you." Miyankov said.

My cheerfulness won him a good impression, but it didn't help the rescue effort.

The SWAT officers have designated a residential building directly opposite the small building as a command post, and the straight-line distance from the small building is about 150 meters, and it is very easy to observe the situation there through a large-aperture telescope.

The house is located on a high slope and is at eye level with the second floor of the small building.

Miyankov's secretary was very competent, and quickly lined up the atlas, investigation records, information on the Demon Hunters, and the top secret files of the historical hunt for the Demon Hunters on the long table, and at the same time set up large screens, projectors, laptops, communication stations, intercom pagers, microphones, and so on on the side.

"Get him back." After entering the command post, Miyankov said only one word.

The two secretaries sprang into action quickly and called to direct the search for the whereabouts of the hijacked helicopter.

I did not rush to read the information provided by the secretary, and no amount of information could only prove that what happened in the past was not directly related to what happened today.

In the telescope, Xiaolou was quiet, without the slightest movement.

"Do you want to demolish that little building first?" A secretary asked.

Miyankov and I ignored him, just sat in front of a window and held up a telescope to observe.

"Give me Jian Rong's information." I turned around and said to the busy staff sitting in front of the computer.

A few seconds later, a document was placed in front of me, and the cover was a photo of Jian Rong.

One of the more outstanding episodes of Jian Rong's experience was in Baghdad, which lasted a year and a half, and won a special commendation from the Pentagon and was awarded the "Diamond Pulsatilla" medal.

Usually, that medal is awarded to espionage personnel who have made a special contribution to the country. During the Second Gulf War, a total of more than a dozen spies received this medal, including the super spy "Beat" who successfully tracked down the "Red Dragon" and the spy "One-handed Monster" who captured the message.

The documents do not list what credit Ms. Jian received the medal for, but there are several photographs showing her reaching into the lower neighborhoods of Baghdad, a place where neither the U.S. nor the Iraqi army paid much attention.

Jian Rong has a talent for espionage, which is related to her family background. She has been in 51 areas for deep learning, and her research direction is related to the "second person".

I believe that what I have been looking forward to is this discovery - her in-depth study of the subject of the "second kind of man" must be related to the great powers of the North.

"I'll go find her." I handed the information to Miyankov.

"The marmot hides in the dirt, sets a fire and comes out." Miyankov said.

"I want live marmots, not roasted marmots." I say

Miyankov nodded, waved his sleeves slightly, and made a "please" gesture.

The two secretaries listened to my conversation with Miyankov while they were busy with their work.

When I walked to the door, one of the secretaries followed me and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Long, are you good at driving mountain skiers or mountain bikes, which one do you choose?" What about weapons? The information says that you don't like to use firearms or even * equipment, for safety reasons, or should you bring self-defense, right? ”

"No, I can hike empty-handed." I replied.

The secretary didn't talk much nonsense, nodded and stepped back.

I left the headquarters, fastened my neckline and cuffs, and with a little discernment of direction, I headed in the direction of the old stage.

According to the secretary's understanding, the destination I am going to is the ancient stage, and I must quickly arrive at the place with the help of transportation and start a search. Actually, that's a misconception, because Jian Rong is a living person, not an object.

Man and nature are all in motion, like flowing water, fast or slow, all in constant motion.

"Respond to all changes with the same" is certainly a clever move when a master is facing the enemy, but it does not apply at this moment.

I hope that my sixth sense can play a role at a critical moment, and communicate with Jian Rong with my heart and mind until I find her accurately.

Two kilometers after leaving the command, I turned to the right and entered the other side of the ridge.

The ridge is a watershed, perfectly separating the scenery on both sides, so that they cannot see each other. Only by crossing the ridge can we see the situation on the other side and get a full picture of the situation.

"If Jian Rong is alive, he will follow him and wait for the second type of person to appear. Of course she should be alive, and with her survival skills, she won't attack blindly and won't be tied up. "I have that confidence.

After a little further down the snowstorm, I took a break under a sheltered rock wall.

I believe that there must be a special police officer behind to carry out "tracking protection". If you don't shake off these tails, there will be no surprises. Even if Jian Rong lurked nearby, he refused to come out to meet.

To solve the problem of the tail was very simple, I picked up two piles of branches and lit them with the method of "knocking flint".

There is no shortage of flint in the mountains of the Caucasus and in the entire northern country, and any species of tree here contains enough oiliness to ignite more easily than branches elsewhere.

When the branches were ignited, I picked up a handful of snow and scattered it on the fire. The bonfire was half-lit and half-extinguished, and smoke rose immediately.

Without hesitation, I immediately left with a low slump, and under the cover of the woods, I quickly descended three hundred meters into the bottom of the ravine under the ridge, and my body was half buried in the snow.

In this process, I tried to minimize my footprints, but instead used dragging, jumping, rolling, etc., so that the traces I left on the snow became disorganized, without a clear direction, and completely confused the thinking of the pursuers.

Of course, if the pursuers were too lazy, they would stare at the smoke from afar and make no further action.

I sneaked through the snow, left the bottom of the ditch, and continued to run towards the ancient stage.

Suddenly, there was a turtledove cry on the right side in front of me, and the cards cooed, which was very harsh.

I immediately stopped, shrunk back, and dived into the pile of fallen leaves, exposing only my eyes, looking warily ahead.