"Hao Zichen, you should have tried to convince him to come back in the first place," Director Lao said to Hao Zichen. Bayi Chinese Network ==≤.≤

Hao Zichen didn't feel that he had done anything wrong in the matter of Lang Zhan, and felt very aggrieved. Of course, in front of a figure of Director Lao's level, no matter whether he is reasonable or unreasonable, he can only accept criticism honestly at this time.

"Director Lao, we came here this time in the hope of getting your help...... Lang Zhan is not only about the satellite technology, but also about the warrior plan. Have you ever heard of the International Warrior Wing? The people of the United States organized to deal with Lang Zhan. Although GM warrior technology is still a long way from being popularized, if we are left behind too much at the beginning, it will be difficult to catch up in the future. Lang Zhan, once known as the most perfect GMO-level warrior in the West......"

"I know I know that at the last military meeting, the chief also specifically mentioned this matter. Say, what does we need to do with the NSA. Let me state first, Hai Dongqing has been officially transferred to the Intelligence Analysis Section, and it is impossible for him to go out on another mission. ”

Xia Datian looked at Hai Dongqing and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou has been rewarded by the chief this time, and the future will be just around the corner, how can we dare to ask him to make a move again." I've heard that you've just seconded a warlord from Blade—"

When Xia Datian's face piled up a smile, Director Lao's eyes were full of vigilance when he looked at him, and then, without waiting for him to finish speaking, he snorted coldly and interrupted directly, shouting: "Xia Datian, your courage is getting bigger and bigger!" You only know that we have a warlord seconded from Blade, so do you know who this warlord is? ”

"I asked our boss, but he didn't tell me."

"Her surname is Ouyang. The blade is counted as a family with you, if you really have a kind, you can personally find Ye Minghua to borrow someone. ”

Ye Minghua is the gray-headed lieutenant general, that is, the boss in Xia Datian's mouth. Xia Datian's expression froze at first when he heard this, and then he smiled bitterly and said, "Forget it, Madman Lin is terrible enough, and if there is another old madman, I am afraid that I will not survive the day when I retire." If you can't borrow someone, you can always borrow me a line, right? ”

"This can be considered, but I solemnly remind you first, each of the routes in that direction is very precious, and if one is broken, it is not much weaker than a warrior with a sharp blade in the battle."

……

Cremma, Simfiloupol, Tatar Palace, Natalia sat at her desk, looking at the phone in front of her. On the phone, the screen was full of messages about her going out. The common denominator of these messages is that they were all given to the same person, but none of them were answered. This information, of course, was given to Lang by Natalia. Originally, Natalia didn't think much about Lang Zhan's failure to reply to her information, but now that there is relevant news on the computer as the background, she can't afford not to think twice.

"Tiria—" Natalia suddenly shouted to the door.

Tilia knocked on the door and walked in, shouting, "Attorney General." ”

"That Darui, help me find him."

Tilia blinked.

"Chirkowsky should have his phone there, as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll do it."

Half an hour later, Tilia re-entered Natalia's office, her expression looking subtle, and said to Natalia, "Attorney General, Darui, he's an international broker?" ”

"Did you get his phone?"

"I didn't have a phone, but I got his email. Cherkoski said that if he had any needs, he would send him an email, and he would reply within twenty-four hours at the latest. ”

"E-mail me. You personally send this document to the President and ask him to sign it today. ”

"Okay."

Another half hour or so passed, and Tilly didn't come back, and the phone on Natalia's desk rang. She looked at the phone number, calmly picked it up, and said, "I'm Natalia, excuse me—oh, hello Mr. President." ”

"Natalia, don't say polite words. I ask you, what do you mean by asking Tilia to bring that report? What do you want to do? You should know that because of your recent behavior, there are already quite a few people ready to impeach you-" A somewhat stern baritone voice came out of the phone, it was Hausenjeyun, the current president of Crimea and the leader of Al-Shabaab.

"That's supposed to be our department's activity fund, and it's completely normal for me to call it out."

"Completely normal? Natalia, do you think I'm like a fool~melon? Don't think I don't know what you want to do? I just want to remind you that Crimea is in a special situation right now, and we, as decision-makers in Crimea, should abandon our selfish desires in everything we do—"

"Mr. President, you seem to have forgotten something. According to the regulations, we could have withdrawn one-third of the money for case-handling expenses and reward funds......"

"Natalia, alright, you don't have to hold on in front of me. If you do apply for a bonus for your subordinates, I'll sign it without saying a word. But what is the purpose of taking this money for? I inquired, and that person is now in the hands of the United States, and he is in the aircraft carrier fleet of the USS John C. Steanis. I'm curious, it's me who grants you this money, that is, Darui can help you find people, can they infiltrate the aircraft carrier fleet of the Mi people-"

"Mr. President, please let Tilia answer the phone."

"This has nothing to do with Tilia, Natalia, it seems that you have been living in your own world lately. Don't you know that since you rejected Ravkin's marriage proposal, your affair with that person has become known throughout the country? ”

Natalia took a deep breath, struggled to control her emotions, and asked, "Mr. President, please don't say anything superfluous, just say whether you sign it or not." ”

"Natalia, I regard you as my most reliable ally, which is why I am willing to spend so much time trying to persuade you-"

"Haosen Jieyun, I also regard you as my friend, otherwise, I wouldn't have listened to you so much-"

"Okay, okay, you win."

…… When many people in many parts of the world began to change because of Lang Zhan, what about Lang Zhan?

On the twenty-second day of the "Ryukyu-type" flu outbreak, at about 11 o'clock in the evening, in a medical cabin of the "John C. Steanis" aircraft carrier, on a special care hospital bed~, Lang Zhan opened his eyes.

"Didi-di-" is a continuous, regular electronic sound in the ear, which is the sound of a micromotor in some kind of electronic infusion set. Instinctively, Lang Zhan moved his hands and feet, and now his limbs were fixed, and his chest and abdomen were restrained by a belt about five centimeters wide. There is a tube inserted in the nose, and a special channel below is actually ~ inserted into the tube. In addition, there are button-shaped sensors attached to the heart and the head. "Where am I?" Lang Zhan had this thought in his mind~ This thought, and then, some images flashed in front of his eyes as quickly as movie screens - Ai Kaneshiro, Toshio Kaneshiro, Tsuneko Matsuyama...... When the final picture was fixed on Jack's face, he subconsciously shook his head, first looked at his right hand and then his left hand, and saw that there was a thick needle inserted in each wrist of his hand, and the needle was connected to a tube, and each tube was connected to a blood bag. The difference is that there is an electronic infusion set between the tube and the blood bag in the right hand......

"Dialysis?!" Lang Zhan naturally had this concept in his mind, but when he tried to look at the two blood bags, especially the electronic infusion set, he immediately noticed something unusual.

Outside the medical cabin is a monitoring room, and in the monitoring room, Lang Zhan's 36o° image is displayed by multiple screens, and in front of these screens, several young people in white coats are sitting.

The young men were either playing with their mobile phones or sleeping in their chairs, and none of them noticed the movement of Lang Zhan on the screen.

On the hospital bed~, Lang Zhan struggled to move twice, and now his body was so weak that he couldn't lift his strength at all, his heart was dark, and the expression on his face relaxed. He lay quietly for a while, feeling a little stronger, and began to look around. In the room, many instruments occupy most of the space, and on the wall, there are no less than ten monitors.

Lang Zhan looked at the environment in the room clearly, and the more vigilant he became. Time passed little by little, and after more than half an hour, a strong feeling of tiredness hit, Lang Zhan's double eyelids became heavy, and he almost fell asleep. No one knew what had been born in him, not Lang Zhan himself, nor Cole, who had a full medical examination of him later—the moment darkness hit, it was as if there was a monster living in Lang Zhan's brain, and this monster opened its cold eyes. When these eyes opened, the sleepiness that had disturbed Lang Zhan immediately faded as quickly as the mist under the scorching sun, so Lang Zhan was able to maintain his senses.

If Lang Zhan hadn't lost his memory, he should have been able to associate that these eyes had a certain relationship with the blood pupil. Of course, as for what is the inevitable connection between them, presumably, this will be a big problem for all scientists in the world.

Time passed little by little, and Lang Zhan, who unconsciously fell into a meditative state, was like the eastern horizon at dawn at the abdomen, first a glimmer of light appeared, and then there was temperature. The light became more and more intense, and the temperature became higher and higher, so his meridians, which seemed to be frozen due to fatigue, began to wake up little by little.

Inside the brain, the figure of a standing wolf appeared. It made all kinds of movements, at first very slowly, and with each corresponding movement it completed, the corresponding limbs of Lang Zhan's body would heat up slightly. When its movements became faster and faster, the preheated parts of Lang Zhan's body began to produce a coherent reaction, and slowly, at his dantian, a stream of heat was naturally born, and it slowly paraded between Lang Zhan's limbs, and everywhere he went, the corresponding parts of Lang Zhan's body were recovering little by little......