At the Snow Eagle Brigade of the Special Brigade of the Fanzang Military Region, Yuan Ye jumped out of the car and strode into the office.

"Are you sure it's him?"

"It's definitely him."

"This guy is finally back."

Thoughts go back to an operation codenamed Red Hunt eighteen years ago.

An international smuggling gang went on a hunt to kill the smuggled Tibetan antelope cashmere.

A large amount of precious Tibetan antelope wool was smuggled from the Fan-Tibet border to the international black market.

Eighteen years ago, in order to crack down on the increasingly rampant international poaching gang, the Fanzang Military Region cracked down on this international poaching and smuggling gang and launched an operation codenamed Red Hunt.

It's a pity that in this operation, the boss of this poaching and smuggling gang ran away.

The captain of the Snow Eagle Brigade, the Snow Mountain Eagle, also died in this operation.

Three hours ago, I received news from the police that the leader of a poaching and smuggling gang suspected to have appeared in Fanzang after being struck by the red hunt 18 years ago.

"Captain, this is the video material sent by the police."

"That's it, it's him!" Although the video material is very vague, Yuan Ye still recognized this guy at a glance.

His eyes were fierce, and his eyebrows were full of murder.

That's him!

One-armed!

After eighteen years, this guy is back.

"Where was this filmed?"

"Rails."

"What about people?"

"I don't know, it's gone without a trace."

"Without a trace." A fierce light flashed in Yuan Ye's eyes, "This guy actually dares to come back, it's time to avenge the blood feud eighteen years ago."

Contact the police, and contact us as soon as you find the whereabouts of the one-armed.

I don't believe it, this guy can still go to heaven and earth.

They must have a secret foothold in Fanzang, and maybe even in Luo. ”

"I've already spoken to the police and they'll contact us as soon as there's any news."

"One-armed, Lao Tzu will definitely not let you run away this time." Yuan Ye clenched his fists fiercely.

Eighteen years ago, he couldn't leave his one arm behind, and he still can't let go.

Unexpectedly, this guy would dare to come back.

Yuan Ye had almost roughly guessed the purpose of Onearm's return this time.

Eighteen years ago, in the Red Hunt operation, the one-armed gang was wiped out by the Snow Eagle Brigade, and this guy was also cut off an arm, barely picking up a life.

This guy came back this time to get revenge on their Snow Eagle Brigade.

"Captain, what do we do now?"

"I'm going to the headquarters of the military district."

It didn't take long for Yuan Ye to come to the headquarters of the Fanzang Military Region.

"Report!"

"Come in." Yuan 18 raised his head and glanced at Yuan Ye, "When did you kid come back?" ”

Yuan Ye is in charge of recruiting recruits for this year's Fanzang Military Region, and he should not be in Luo at this moment.

When did this kid come back?

"Chief, One-Arm is back."

"Who!"

"One-armed." Yuan Ye showed the video material to Yuan Eighteen, "It was filmed at the railway station." ”

"It's this guy, where is this guy now."

"I don't know, it's gone, my gut tells me that One-Armed must have a secret foothold in Logos, maybe this guy is in Logos right now, watching us somewhere."

"Are you saying that the one-armed guy came back this time to avenge the red hunt eighteen years ago?"

"It must be so."

"Check, dig three feet into the ground and arrest this guy for me."

"Yes!"

Mao 18 said, "Let's not talk about this matter for a while, tell me about the recruitment of new recruits this time, is it going well?" ”

"Smooth." Yuan Ye said: "By the way, chief, there is one person in the recruit this time, you will never think who it is." ”

Yuan Shibai was curious, "Who?" ”

"Son of a goshawk."

"Son of Mingzhou!" Yuan Eighteen was shocked and looked at Yuan Ye in a daze.

Mingzhou is his soldier, the best soldier under him, codenamed Goshawk.

In the previous life of the special brigade of the Fan-Tibet Military Region, the special operations company of the Fan-Tibet Military Region, Mingzhou was the first company commander of the special operations company, the first captain of the special brigade of the Fan-Tibet Military Region, and the founder of the special forces of the Fan-Tibet Military Region.

It's a pity that in the flood fighting and rescue mission in 98, Mingzhou unfortunately died.

Yuan 18 never thought that Yuan Ye would actually get Mingzhou's son to the Fanzang Military Region.

"That's right, it's called Ming Carp, this kid is amazing, no worse than his Lao Tzu Mingzhou." Yuan Ye told Yuan 18 what Ming Carp did at the Rongcheng New Training Base, and also told Yuan 18 about the identity of Ming Li's online writer.

Seriously.

When Yuan Ye knew that Ming Li, a kid who had been writing novels on the Qichuang Literature Network since he was thirteen years old, had written more than 20 million words in five years, earned more than 13 million Xia Guoyuan, and bought eight suites and three sets of shops, he was also shocked.

"Good boy, he really deserves to be the son of the goshawk." Yuan Shibai said, "By the way, did you go to Shanxiu County to see Xiaoxian this time, is she okay?" ”

"See, very good."

"It's really hard for her to pull her child to grow up alone for so many years." Yuan 18 asked, "By the way, when will they be more reasonable?" ”

"Tomorrow at five o'clock in the afternoon."

"Bring this child to the house for dinner, and your mother and I will also meet this child."

"Okay." Yuan Ye said, "Chief, if there is nothing to do, I will go back and arrange it first, and I must dig out this one-armed guy." ”

"Go ahead."

"Yes!"

Yuan Ye raised his hand and saluted, turned around and left from the headquarters of the Fanzang Military Region, and returned to the Snow Eagle Brigade station.

……

The summit of a mountain to the west of the Snow Eagle Brigade's station.

A middle-aged man with a vicious look in his eyes and a murderous aura between his eyebrows held a telescope in his hand, observing the Snow Eagle Brigade in the distance.

"It's been eighteen years, and I'm back."

"Eighteen years ago, I lost everything and left from Fanzang like a lost dog, and now, I'm back."

"Eighteen years have passed, and I don't know how many people still remember me as an old friend."

"Dingding...... dingding."

"Hey."

"Boss, we're already on our way, and we'll be in Luo tomorrow afternoon."

"Got it, stay safe."

"Understood."

At the end of the pass, One-Arm patted his right arm.

It's a prosthetic leg.

Really, it was chopped off eighteen years ago by a guy named Snow Mountain Eagle, the captain of the Snow Eagle Brigade of the Special Brigade of the Fanzang Military Region.

Glancing in the direction of the Snow Eagle Brigade's station, a sneer appeared on one-armed's face, and then turned to leave.

At the beginning, he was lucky enough to pick up a life and fled abroad, and after so many years of sending people under the fence, only he knows how he came over.

Now he's back in the back of his hand abroad, so he's back.

Eighteen years ago, it's time to make a break.