"Look at them, stare at them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but don't do it, if they get out of the way, it's best. Even if they were to die, they must not die on French soil! We must not die at our hands! "This is the commander's order to Eric, and Eric has faithfully carried it out.

As a result of the purge of the Foreign Affairs Bureau, they did not have enough manpower to handle this matter. The unprofessional COS was forced to take over. If the Foreign Affairs Bureau had done it, it might still have been discovered. But at least they can be covertly watched, and they won't be almost exposed to the eyes of jackals like COS.

"It seems that the people of COS have no intention of confronting us, and they are constantly backing down. It's just staring at us all the time. "On the commercial vehicle, the fork can easily see those figures through the drone. COS has also introduced drones, but their drones are not as good as jackals.

The simple reason is that they are under-investing in it. The budget was not very high, and the old men of the council were already a little complaining about the fact that they still had such a huge consumption of troops in peacetime. Not to mention that a new budget will be approved for them. If you don't have enough budget, you can only make sure that the procurement side is coming.

Jackals are different, although these drones they need to sign some agreements to be able to get their hands on them. But they are truly one of the most advanced pieces of equipment. Low noise, concealed paint, high-definition long-range infrared camera ...... and so on. Of course, the price is not cheap.

This UAV was originally designed and manufactured by a company in a certain country and prepared to be used in military procurement bidding. It's a pity that the things are good but too expensive. Considering the cost of large-scale procurement, the procurement was ultimately rejected. Of course, as a token of comfort, the military still purchased a small part and went back for trial.

At the same time, they are required not to sell such drones to the outside world, and all civilian ones must be reduced in function. Is it really not on sale?! If it is not on sale, how can the R&D cost be recovered?! How to develop the next generation of new drones?!

Of course, it is necessary to sell, but there are strict restrictions on who can be sold. First of all, it must not represent the power of the state, otherwise it will be very troublesome to find out. Some specific groups of people in the private sector can be given to them after cutting some functions. It certainly can't be fully functional.

What the jackal has in his hand now is what he got after signing the agreement. Although it was also cut in terms of functionality, it was much better than what COS got after cutting the budget.

"There's something unusual." Soon, a reconnaissance report spread out to the front came from the fork's headphones: "There are too few cars on this road. It's not at all like normal traffic conditions. We have obtained the inspection data on this section of the road, and the current traffic volume is only one-tenth of what it was yesterday or even before. And it's still decreasing. ”

The fork frowned slightly: "Other than that, is there any other situation?!" For example, the abnormality of the exit, the tunnel, and the abnormal shape of the open terrain section?! ”

"Not yet." The headset quickly came back with a report: "At least...... At the moment we have not found such anomalies, but it is not excluded that the concealment is excellent. After all, our investigation is only a sweep, and there is no guarantee that we will find out everything here. ”

Fork's face began to change a little. In general, there is a constant amount of traffic on the road. Unless something special happens, this constant change is not significant. Suddenly, the volume of traffic on a highway is reduced to a tenth of the volume, and it is still decreasing.

What does this mean?! This means that someone is restricting the flow of traffic here. What is the purpose of such restrictions?! From the fork's point of view, the most likely is an attack on the convoy. No one wants such an attack to be seen by civilians, preferably not by anyone but the perpetrator and the attacked.

"Something is wrong...... Eric frowned and said in a deep voice, "Check it out right away, why there is so little traffic today!" Who ordered the restriction of traffic! Also, where is the card! Damn it! Could it be that anyone would dare to get involved at this time?! ”

No one answered him. After a while, the staff officer beside him said faintly: "Lieutenant colonel, we are COS." It's not the intelligence department, and we don't have the authority to look into this aspect of the matter at all. Perhaps, Your Excellency the Commander may have the authority to investigate. But time ...... At least two days. ”

"Damn bureaucrats!" Eric had red eyes and a low growl. But he also knew that if someone could use the mode of restricting the flow of traffic, then as a small lieutenant colonel, they would definitely not be able to stop it. Even his immediate superior, the commander, could not have prevented this from happening for a while.

Eric lowered his head, turned around and opened a box hanging on the wall of the car. Inside the box was a red phone, and he didn't hesitate to press one of the red buttons on it. Then he picked up the phone and put it to his ear.

"What's the matter?!" Soon, a majestic voice came from the other end of the phone: "You guys got into a fight with those jackals?!" ”

"They are evacuating, but someone is restricting the flow of traffic." Eric recounted the current situation very succinctly: "Someone is ready to do it through official channels. What do we do now?! Watching, helping? Or kill them. ”

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment before he said in a deep voice: "In three minutes, I'll call you." Until you get a call from me, stay on the lookout and don't get involved in anything! ”

"Understood!" Eric hung up the phone and then relayed the order: "Remember: never get involved." All observers should retreat and observe from a distance. ”

Paris, in an office building. The old man who had appeared in front of Hou Dasheng slowly leaned back in his chair, and after a while, the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate. After picking up the phone, the old man's gaze slowly condensed into a bunch. The phone rang for a few moments before he pressed the answer button.

"It's me." The old man just whispered slowly. On the other end of the phone came a baritone who sounded older than him: "We haven't seen each other in a long time, and we haven't spoken on the phone." I thought at one point that you would write off this phone. ”

The old man leaned back in his chair and seemed to be relaxing: "When the phone rang today, I really regretted that I didn't log out the phone. Maybe I should have done it a long time ago, but I always felt that it was not good. I even luckily thought that the phone would not ring. It's just the same as ever, silent in my pocket. ”

"To be honest, I really don't want your phone ringing. It's a pity that we still let him sound after all. The old man slowly sat up straight, his voice carrying a hint of anger: "What do you want to do?!" This is Paris! Paris! Do you understand?! You've turned this place into Iraq! I'm still going to sweep the tail, what else do you want?! ”

The old man's voice almost turned into a roar at the end: "I didn't leave any of those damn fools, I thought you would die there." I thought you'd stop. You have failed! Do you understand?! All you have to do is get out of here! Instead of still trying to provoke those damn jackals! ”

The old voice on the other end of the phone was silent, and the old man held the phone and exhaled deeply to calm his mind: "Since you have given me the phone, it means that you still refuse to stop." I don't know what your dependence is, but I would say that even if I am asked to make a move, I am not sure to take out the jackals. Got it?! ”

"We know where you stand, and we don't expect you to do it." The old voice on the other end of the phone said slowly: "Watch! This is just our request, the last time. Just asking you to watch from the sidelines won't make you very embarrassed. ”

The old man sneered: "Spectator?!" France's ultimate attack force, COS, is watching you kill people and set fire to French soil?! Are you crazy, or am I crazy?! Did you know that the Marseille affair has already made a lot of people angry?! The people on the Foreign Legion side are going crazy! You're still trying to do that! Brains all broken?! ”

"I'm old...... Actually, I don't want much. I need, not much. Even life is not too important. The old voice on the other end of the phone said softly: "But I always have to think about a lot, and I have a lot of things to think about." Friends. ”

The old man leaned back in his chair tiredly and said nothing. Only the voice on the other end of the phone still came slowly: "Some things, some times. Our options are limited. We had to do something. It's not what I thought I would have gotten to this point. But I can only do it after all......"

"To be honest, I couldn't believe it was your work when I knew it was happening! Rough, stupid is simply ridiculous! The old man held the phone and sneered, "Maybe it's your son?!" That idiot who always wants to prove himself?! When things got out of hand, he had to carry you out and let you preside over things?! ”

No one on the other end of the line spoke, and seemed to acquiesce to the matter. The old man held the phone and said coldly: "If you want to save your son, the best way is to let him get out of France now!" I'm not going to hunt him down, and I'm going to get out of the way even if I have an order. As long as he doesn't die at the hands of others......"

"He will die at the hands of the Legion!" The old voice on the other end of the phone finally spoke: "You and I both know what it means for this to happen. It's a road we can only follow, or we succeed in reaping the fruits. Or we fail, and we lose everything! ”

"Tom~!" With a bang, the old man slammed his fist on his desk: "You have already paid in, do you have to drag me into the water and die with you now?!" ”