Chapter 291: Void Dancer (1)
Time is one of the most important elements in the development of the whole thing.
The Emperor of the North arranged his time reasonably and quietly won the time needed for the task force to take a rapid march, which was probably the main reason for taking the initiative to throw out the secret of "Arctic to the north".
Jian Rong was between two huge pressures, and she didn't notice it for a while, and finally fell for it - it wasn't a fool, because in her opinion, the seizure of the Northern Emperor and the "Nuclear Code Suitcase" was the ultimate killer weapon, and as long as the Northern Emperor was here, no one could turn the tables around.
As it turned out, she was wrong.
"Who is the Great Emperor of the North? Even I don't know, is there such a person as the Great Emperor of the North? So, Miss Jane, let's stop here, we didn't lose, and we didn't make a mistake, okay? The Great Northern asked.
Jian Rong was still hesitating, and I had already answered on her behalf: "Yes, no one loses, no one makes a mistake, the problem of the Yellow Flower Club has been solved, and the crisis of plane parachuting has been resolved, this is the best result, isn't it?" ”
I stretched out my hand to Jian Rong: "Miss Jian, let's leave first, if there is any problem on the Guantanamo side, I believe that His Excellency the General will be responsible for the end, because this is within the scope of the transaction." ”
Jian Rong still couldn't let go, and the hand holding the handle of the gun didn't let go.
Outside the tent, a rapid military siren sounded, and someone rushed to report: "Seven chariots have appeared in the north, less than a hundred kilometers from the camp, traveling at a speed of more than one hundred and fifty kilometers per hour, and about forty minutes to kill." The vehicle was loaded with long-range precision aiming*, and the range was enough to cover the camp. ”
Jian Rong finally let go of the handle of the gun, walked to the door of the tent, and bent down to see off the guests.
I am reminded of the famous words of international military observers, never to despise the Northern Alliance, let alone the Northern Emperor, otherwise, you will inexplicably lose miserably.
These words are really true, Jian Rong is young after all, from winning to losing all the games, it happened inexplicably within a few hours.
Walking out of the tent, the atmosphere in the jungle has become very tense, although there is not a single shot in sight, but the murderous atmosphere around the tent is suffocating.
"I have a lot of sincerity, but the performance of your boss is incompatible." The Great of the North said.
"Why don't you act as if nothing happened? You have already obtained Jian Pengfei and other high-level officials of the Yellow Flower Society, and you have further approached the secret of the Mogao Grottoes, you should be satisfied. "I'll help Jian Rong break the siege.
"Hehehehe, for Mr. Long's sake, this page, just turn it over, hehehehe......" The Northern Emperor laughed.
In terms of means, Jian Rong was far from being an opponent of the Northern Emperor. Such a defeat is something I expected. Of course, it may not be a good thing that Huang Hua will leave the United States and side with the Northern Emperor.
Good birds choose trees to perch on, and good ministers choose the lord to serve, this is an ancient proverb and a truth.
The core of the world in the 21st century is definitely not the United States, but Eastern Europe or Asia. The early secession of Huanghua from the Pentagon is also a good thing for its long-term development.
"Mr. Long, please stay, I still want to delay you for a few minutes, please ask for a small matter." Jian Rong invited.
The Emperor of the North was interested, did not delay, and returned straight along the original path by the lake.
"Don't worry about the safety of your faction's higher-ranking people, the Northern Emperor will definitely be in charge of all this. His country has developed a system for the use of high-level talents, and the Northern Emperor himself is an excellent example. "I told Jian Rong simply and clearly.
Calculated carefully, Jian Pengfei is more than 100 years old, and such a national treasure-level super spy will be received by state guests wherever he goes. The Pentagon is ignorant and will take him to Guantanamo.
"I'm not—" Jian Rong shook his head.
"What's the problem? Speak up. "I'm a little weird.
"All the people sent to Dunhuang by the Huanghua Society died in the line of duty, and the general is my good sister, she once cried and told me a sentence on the phone, which is still deeply engraved in my mind." Jian Rong said.
I'm very sad about that. Especially when the great general, who was born and died with me, and shared the suffering, fell, my emotions were indulged in a trough for a long time, and I could not recover.
The world is very cruel, and no one has a "gold medal for avoiding death" awarded by God. So, one acquaintance after another fell, and my nerves gradually numbed.
"What did she say?" I asked.
I thought they were just talking about the emotional topics that girlfriends often talked about. The general has a deep affection for me, but we have no fate, and we can only walk together in the predicament of life, and there is no result at all.
She said that the dragon first committed the solitary star, like a scoop of phosphorus fire, whoever gets too close will leave, especially those who fall in love with you. The more you love, the faster you will leave. Only by smoothing the edges and corners of the evil star and polishing the evil star in the process of mutual growth and mutual restraint, and finally getting you, is true love, true heart, and true eternity. Jian Rong replied.
I was speechless for a moment, Western astrolabologists have excellent calculation skills, and can calculate the lives of some ill-fated people without mistakes, and can be accurate to the end of the year or even every month.
The term "Heavenly Evil Lone Star" is derived from Chinese physiognomy classics, and the Eastern and Western names are different, but the actual meaning is the same.
The most terrifying thing is that when I was on Hong Kong Island, a famous scholar gave me an order, saying the same problem - "The sky is a lonely star, and the soldiers are at the four poles; Twenty-eight nights, a great murderer in the passing years. ”
According to what the great uncle of the thunderous heaven said, I must go through twenty-eight years of tempering and twenty-eight heavenly officials on duty before the light of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star will fade and I can live a normal life.
Otherwise, the Heavenly Evil Lone Star "kills" everything, and the relatives around him will die one by one, and no one will be able to escape.
"I'm just friends with the general." I tried to explain.
"But she already loves you to the bone marrow, otherwise, she should have crossed east by boat, become the princess of the island royal family, and carry out another plan to lurk deeply. At first, I didn't pay attention to her words, thinking they were deep whispers. Unexpectedly, the prophecy came true, and she really became a sacrifice of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star. Jian Rong said gloomily.
I am speechless, and I will not be able to save the life of the great general.
If a person dies and cannot be resurrected, even if he regrets it, what is the use?
"Don't go near anyone else, and don't allow anyone else to come close, is that okay? Leave a small corner for the general in her heart, so that she can feel at ease under the nine springs. Please, is that okay? Jian Rong said.
I know that I owe a lot to the general, even if there is no rehash of Jian Rong's old affairs, I will always pray silently for her in my heart, may she ascend to the six realms of reincarnation as soon as possible and start a beautiful life again.
"Thank you for reminding me, I remember." I didn't argue, and nodded deeply to Jian Rong sincerely.
"Will we meet again?" Jian Rong asked again.
"Maybe—I hope that when we meet again, we will no longer be on edge, but will be able to sit down and have tea and talk." I say.
The life of Jianghu people seems to be beautiful, but in fact it is difficult and boring. The viewers only remembered the chic and demeanor of those influential figures when they took the lead, but they couldn't see that behind the scenery of a person who became famous and withered, there were thousands of people and tens of thousands of people who were frustrated.
I'm not afraid to fight, but I don't want to fight, especially the nightmarish battles one after the other, one after the other. Such a life of wandering is no different from riding a roller coaster, is it what normal people are pursuing?
Jian Rong accompanied me all the way to the lake, looking at the other side from a distance.
"Mr. Long, you said that if you hadn't fallen into the trap of the other party and ended the battle early, would the ending be completely different?" Jian Rong was a little annoyed.
I laughed, because the fact that she could say such a thing proved that she was still obsessed.
"You want to save people, you have already saved people, what more can you ask for?" I asked.
"I'm just unwilling to be teased by the Emperor of the North, Huanghua will cooperate with them in this state, and I can't get over it in terms of face." Jian Rong explained.
I don't want to say anything more, Jian Rong is young after all, and there are still problems of "face, lining, identity, and shelf" in his ideology. If she can experience three years of training in the rivers and lakes, and truly see those cruel stories of deceit, hiding knives in laughter, turning her hands into clouds, and turning her hands into rain, she will take the initiative to seek to live in a low-key manner, rather than die in a high-profile manner.
"Mr. Long, the last question, where is the Great Emperor of the North? The Pentagon's intelligence can't go wrong, the Northern Emperor must be on the plane. Jian Rong asked.
I already have the answer to this question in my mind - "Electric Falcon".
There is an allusion to the "knife catcher" in ancient Chinese fables, and I believe that the electric falcon is the "knife catcher" behind the Northern Emperor.
He arranged everything for the Northern Emperor and respectfully in front of the Northern Emperor, just to use the Northern Emperor as a cover to hide everything about himself.
Now, Jian Rong and I both know that the Northern Emperor is fake, just imagine, how deep is a person who is willing to regard the "Fake Northern Emperor" as the "True Northern Emperor", how deep is his scheming, how thick-skinned, and how long-term is his plan?
"I'll tell you, it's an electric falcon." I pointed to the other side.
"I think about it too, now, with Mr. Long's confirmation, there will be no more mistakes-" Jian Rong took a deep breath, suddenly pulled out his gun, and pulled the trigger to the sky.
*'s shooting sound is dry and stiff, but very penetrating, like a starting pistol.
The bullets burst through the air, the water suddenly stirred, and hundreds of soldiers wearing black wetsuits and flat-ended assault rifles came out of the water and quickly assembled on the opposite shore. At the same time, dozens of specially designed three-wheeled motorcycles appeared on our left and right sides, each with a crew of five, fully armed, rushing to the opposite shore together. Another group of men came running from the jungle, stopped at the lake, and set up rocket launcher towers in their place, each group of five rounds of ammunition, pointing at the opposite shore.
"The battle is not over, and it is unknown who will kill the deer." Jian Rong said.
In fact, I should have reminded her earlier - the battlefield is like a chess game, and if you lose the first move, you will lose every step. If you force a counterattack and risk your life to advance, you will only incur greater losses. The battlefield is the most important thing to pay attention to "momentum," and since we have lost the momentum, we must admit defeat, and we absolutely cannot go against the general trend.
Of course, if I had persuaded her, she might not have listened.
The Yellow Flower Club is one of the largest gangs in the rivers and lakes, and they are used to winning in the past, but they have not had time to learn to adapt to failure, so they often can't afford to lose.
About four minutes later, Jian Rong's men went to the opposite shore and quickly formed a team to form an attack formation with a five-person squad. Unfortunately, this formation is a favorite of long-range bombing weapons, and it is precisely the long-range strike weapons that the Northern Emperor has mobilized.
Within a few seconds, dozens of cyan * suddenly appeared in the air on the opposite bank, like dozens of strange fish that had come out of nowhere, exploding as soon as they landed, accurately covering the beachhead area on the opposite bank that was twenty meters long and ten meters wide. In the first round of blows, all those who landed on the shore flew into the air, and almost no people survived.
"Flying Heaven—" As those people were blown into the air and limbs were flying around, I suddenly thought of the murals of the Mogao Grottoes.
The world thinks that the immortals on the top of the cave "Feitian" dance because they heard the Buddha's lectures and influenced the epiphany, but few people thought that they fled because of the great event and the horror, so they made all kinds of flying dances.