Chapter 129: Live Ammunition

Zhang Wentian, who was waiting in the reception room, squinted, and the door of the reception room slammed shut. The little warrior walked out of the room. The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, Zhang Wentian listened carefully to the movement outside,

At this time, the radio and television center was busy but not chaotic, but there was also the tense atmosphere before the war. Zhang Wentian held his breath and listened carefully to the sounds around him. Only the sound of leather boots and tuk tuk was heard, and the voice of the tuk tuk of the telegram in the general command room. Zhang Wentian judged that he had not been received by the commander at this time, so the commander should be busy deploying the situation of the battle at this time.

Zhang Wentian glanced at his watch, more than ten minutes had passed since the time of the meeting, and he still didn't see the commander to meet him, Zhang Wentian felt that it was not a way to wait like this. So he opened his eyes, opened the window, and stood on the edge of the ledge, like a gecko lying on the wall, just clinging to the back wall. Little by little, it moved in the direction of the general command room.

When the commander gave the entire combat order, one of the operational staff officers next to him remembered to remind him, and then remembered that there was a guy to meet, but the interview room was already empty.

Zhang Wentian hung outside the window like this, and it took more than an hour to hang like this.

This is definitely not a simple matter, Zhang Wentian looked down, this is the seventh floor, the seventh floor can be said to be not high, said to be short or not. In the misty night, this height is enough to make people dizzy. Zhang Wentian reminded himself not to look down, but just pressed his body tightly against the outer wall of the building.

At first, Zhang Wentian felt that he insisted on it, and there was still no problem, but after a long time, this kind of muscle always maintained in a state of excitement, or extremely consuming his own energy, when Zhang Wentian climbed the wall with both hands, stepped on a protrusion the size of only half a foot, and stood between the two windows, just after standing like this for thirty minutes, Zhang Wentian already felt that his physical strength was overdrawn. Beads of sweat began to form on his forehead, and began to converge, and finally, they gathered into a large droplet of sweat that began to flow down his forehead, through his upper eyelids, and into his eyes.

Zhang Wentian couldn't wipe it yet, so he had to close his eyes tightly. Adjust your breathing and try to keep your mind and breathing as stable as possible. But at this time, Zhang Wentian was already a strong crossbow wood, and it is not an exaggeration to say that there was a slightly stronger wind, and it was estimated that Zhang Wentian could be blown down.

At this time, the lights in the war room were still very bright, Zhang Wentian cautiously poked his head out, looked at the situation inside, and saw that there were still many combat staff officers with guys in their waists who were busy back and forth. This is definitely not the best time to rush in on your own.

In this way, nearly an hour passed, as if the battle plan inside had finally been arranged, and there were fewer combat staff officers inside, as if they were taking their own tasks and sending them out, and then the old chief was sitting behind his desk, and a soldier behind him, as if he was the guard who came to the chief, had also stayed up with the old chief for several nights, and his eyes were also a little red.

Now, it is definitely an excellent opportunity to get rid of the General Headquarters of the Red Army, and with the help of the Red Army's radio, you can easily change the entire city defense deployment of the Red Army with your own strength.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wentian took a deep breath, bit his lip, and then his body swung high in front of the window like a swing with the strength of his two hands.

At the same time, Zhang Wentian curled up and kicked his feet hard against the glass of this room.

The old commander of the Red Army was sitting at his desk, looking at a book whose name he didn't know, but it seemed that the book was old, and the hardcover cover, where the paper had fallen off, revealed the heavier cardboard inside. At first glance, it is the result of years of reading.

This is a habit of the commanders of the Red Army, as long as it is before the big war, before the firing, the old commander will sit in the forward command headquarters. Holding his favorite book and starting to read it by the light, in the tense years of war, the old commander's practice not only reflects his calmness, but also greatly boosts the morale of the officers and men in the army.

When the old commander was immersed in the book, he suddenly heard a loud noise, the sound of glass breaking. The old commander looked in that direction and saw that in the dark night outside, a black figure broke through the glass in an instant, and the whole person crashed in.

At first, the old commander couldn't believe it, this is the seventh floor. How did this person crawl in without knowing it?

But when this thought had just crossed his mind, Xiao Chen, a specially trained guard beside him, began to move with the subconscious formed by years of training, and Xiao Chen first sensed the danger and shouted: "The chief is dangerous!! He rushed up with an arrow step, pulled the chief to the bottom of the table, covered the chief with his body, and then subconsciously took out his pistol on his armed belt, and pulled the insurance with a click. Pointing in the direction of Zhang Wentian.

Xiao Chen is already the commander's old guard, it can be said that Xiao Chen and the commander have been together for a longer time than the commander and his daughter have been together, and Xiao Chen's sense of protection formed for a long time has made Xiao Chen make a series of protective actions between the lightning and flint.

The reaction of some other combat staff officers was not as fast as Xiao Chen, and a few combat staff officers just stood up in their seats in a daze, looking at the place where Zhang Wentian broke through the window in a daze, and didn't know how to react for a while. The sound of the wireless radio in the room stopped abruptly.

When Zhang Wentian landed, he seemed to have returned to reality in an endless purgatory. The soreness of the muscles all over his body finally gave Zhang Wentian a relaxing process, but Zhang Wentian knew that at this time, it was not the time for him to rest, and now he was alone and had entered the center of the enemy's command system. The security system here must be the tightest, and I finally got into the enemy formation, and I have to do something to say anything, otherwise my trip will not be in vain.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wentian rolled over and touched in the direction of the old commander. Xiao Chen's eyes stared at Zhang Wentian's figure. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he resolutely pulled the trigger on Zhang Wentian.

Zhang Wentian ignored it, and the guns of the guards beside the chief were always carrying live ammunition.