Liu Xiaotian originally planned to go to the chief instructor the next morning to ask the identity of the person in the wheelchair, but unexpectedly, an emergency occurred that night.

At about two o'clock in the morning, an alarm suddenly sounded in the room of the two dozen soldiers of the operation team, and everyone bounced out of bed almost at the same time.

Since moving to this separate dormitory building, everyone in the team has been sleeping in their clothes, not even taking off their shoes, and keeping their guns in hand.

Despite everyone's doubts, none of them asked.

Because, everybody knows that as a soldier, what they have to do is obey.

Moreover, the Warrior School did not issue such an order to them privately, it was only with the consent of their respective national armies, and everyone confirmed it by video call with their direct commander, and then temporarily became the combat strength of the Warrior School.

At the same time, they were all well aware of the dangers of this unknown mission.

Compared to the operation to catch the scorpion, this time it was obviously more dangerous.

At the same time, on a guard tower in the northwest corner of the Warrior School, a sentry standing guard suddenly and silently fell to the ground, without even alerting the two patrolmen on the ground who had just greeted him.

A few seconds later, a dark shadow quietly appeared, climbed the tower with a light movement, took out a small syringe with his backhand, and stabbed the needle into the left chest of the sentry who had collapsed on the ground, and injected five milligrams of fluid directly into his heart.

There were no convulsions, no sounds, not even eyelids moving, and the sentinel, who had only lost consciousness, had lost all vital signs in three seconds.

The shadow didn't linger for a moment, then leapt from the tower and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The same scene took place almost simultaneously at the rest of the Warrior School's guard posts.

Although the means of killing people vary, one thing is exactly the same.

Even the sentry who was killed, from beginning to end, failed to make the slightest sound, not even the sound of falling to the ground.

At the same time, the old headmaster leaned against the head of the bed in his pajamas, picked up the solid gold pocket watch on the bedside table, looked at the time, and then put it down and picked up his pipe.

The tobacco in the weir bucket was still burning, but the position of the cigarette holder lit up with a green point of light.

The old headmaster took a puff of his cigarette and said to himself:

"Old Charlie, it's time to do it."

Just as his words fell, on a coconut tree about ten meters tall closest to the courtyard wall in the southwest corner of the Warrior School, a figure like a spirit monkey slid down the trunk silently.

If someone were watching from under the tree at this time, their eyes would have widened in astonishment.

Because, the black shadow that was sliding quickly to the ground didn't even have a left forearm!

At the same time, his only right arm did not grasp the trunk of the tree, but completely relied on the strength of his two legs to hook the trunk and slide down.

Just when it was still about five meters from the ground, the black shadow raised its right hand, and a flash of silver light appeared from the front of his right hand, and immediately flew towards the courtyard of the Warrior School.

No one saw that the black shadow that had just killed the sentry by injecting the sentry and was speeding through the shadows by the wall, just like the sentry he had killed, suddenly fell.

The difference is that he did not fall silently, but fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a layer of dust.

However, in the midst of such darkness, this little sound did not attract anyone's attention.

Even if he was more than ten meters away, two soldiers with AK---103 rifles were passing by quickly.

The black shadow that slid down from the coconut tree landed on the ground, and after only a few jumps, it jumped into the courtyard wall of the Warrior School.

Compared to the black-clothed men who quietly killed the sentries and entered the Warrior School, this black shadow that looked a little gaunt moved significantly faster.

What's more, the only eye that this dark shadow is exposed to the outside is the left eye that shimmers with a cold sheen; In the right eye, only a shriveled eye socket remains......

On the other edge of the island, a military Humvee was parked next to a mountain, flamed off without a sound.

But in the car, there were three men.

The man in the co-pilot's seat, with an eastern face, has eyes as sharp as an eagle's falcon.

If Liu Xiaotian was here, he would definitely recognize him at the first time, this person is Wang Qingshan, who is codenamed "Tuna", and Wang Yanbing's father!

And the man sitting in the back row is none other than Shang Ming.

Originally, after completing this mission, the scorpion was going to Shang Ming to take over the next task.

But I didn't expect that the scorpion, who has always been invincible, actually planted a heel in the Warrior School, and was still captured alive by life!

After confirming the specific location of the scorpion's accident with the scorpion's "current" employer, Liu Laoda, Shang Ming immediately organized people to rush to the island to prepare to rescue the scorpion.

Of course, if it is said that there is no interest relationship, I am afraid that the scorpion itself will not be able to believe it.

For so many years, he has not had a friend who can "stick a knife in both ribs" for him.

What's more, the reason why Shang Ming wants to rescue the scorpion, it is secondary to hire him to carry out the task, and the important thing is that there is still an old bad debt to settle between him and the Warrior School, or rather with the old principal.

He has been keeping this account for many years, and it has always been like a sharp thorn pressing on his heart, and if he doesn't pull it out, he will never be at peace.

"Boss, I feel that the time is not ripe enough." Wang Qingshan suddenly turned his head and said to Shang Ming, who was sitting in the back row.

Shang Ming's slightly closed eyes moved, he picked up one eyelid, looked at Wang Qingshan, and suddenly smiled:

"I have my own arrangements, you don't have to worry."

"But the boss ......"

Wang Qingshan still wanted to speak, but was stopped by Shang Ming raising his hand:

"I know what you're going to say, but I said it, I've already arranged it.

Do you remember the 'stinger' I mentioned to you? ”

Shang Ming's tone was light, but when Wang Qingshan heard this, his heart was shocked.

As Shang Ming's "right-hand man" and "right-hand man", of course he knows Shang Ming.

Thoughtful and ruthless.

This "stinger" was mentioned once by Shang Ming in a drunken casual conversation a few years ago, but it was only a mention of the name, and nothing else was said.

Wang Qingshan once mentioned this "stinger" when he reported the situation, and Wen Changlin also held a special meeting to study it at that time, but in the end he failed to find the slightest sign, and it was impossible to judge where Shang Ming buried the "stinger" and who it was aimed at.

Now it seems that it should have nothing to do with the East, but against the Warrior School, or rather, against the old headmaster...... The new revision and upgrade address of the mobile station:, data and bookmarks are synchronized with the computer station, and the ad-free fresh reading!