Finally, a man who was clearly dressed differently from the other soldiers came out of the helicopter, with brown skin, his hair combed back, silver-gray goggles stuck on his forehead, revealing a resolute and sharp look, dressed in the uniform of a high-ranking officer, wearing the epaulettes of a major, and wearing black gloves on his hands.

The visitor smiled with satisfaction and stretched out his left hand to Hugh, who shook hands in a friendly manner: "Major Rayson, the swiftness and precision of the military's Tiger Shark 2 medium-range ballistic missile are really eye-opening. ”

"Haha," the other laughed heartily. "Thanks to Vulcan's sincere cooperation with the military in the field of sensors, the gap between our equipment and the United States in precision strikes has gradually narrowed."

"The enemy has been cleared, there should be no more fish that have slipped through the net, and the rest of the construction site will be handed over to you." Hugh gave a brief introduction.

"On the modern battlefield, to achieve victory, not only rely on force, but also rely on intelligence, I appreciate your ability, is a well-trained agent like you interested in serving the military?" The Major asked tentatively.

"On the first day I joined the organization, I swore allegiance to the organization for life, and there was nothing I could do about it." Hugh made a regretful face.

"Now that the CIA is not only obstructing and sabotaging Vulcan, but also coveting our country's rare minerals, the military sincerely hopes that you will abandon our views and actively cooperate in the field of military intelligence. The major looked at the construction workers who were being escorted by the soldiers.

"I believe that with the assistance of the military, the road to jointly fight against foreign enemies will become smoother, and we have been hiding in the shadows and responding to the call of the military at any time." With that, Hugh turned and walked to the edge of the woodland, and disappeared into the depths of the jungle with the figures of two Prott hounds.

The sky gradually brightened, the east was white, and it was another sleepless night, Hugh sighed.

On the return car, Hugh reported to the intelligence center on the completion of the mission and conveyed the Major's intentions, and the organization once again praised Hugh for his outstanding performance and approved a day off; At the same time, he said that he hoped to strengthen pragmatic cooperation with the military in jointly defending against foreign enemies.

After an all-night battle, Hugh was already hungry and drove to a Chinese restaurant on Fifth Avenue in the city, where Hugh had always had a soft spot for oriental cuisine. Sweet rice wine dumplings, delicious seaweed wonton, sprinkled with green onion and coriander, plus a few steaming soup dumplings dipped in chili balsamic vinegar, this combination is fantastic.

There is an oriental proverb called: "Meat buns beat dogs have no return", in order to get more effective help from them in the next battle, Hugh packed two cages of buns, ready to bribe two Prott hounds, and when he saw that their mouths were stuffed with buns, they were dumbfounded, Hugh couldn't help but be silent.

Phaeton Mercedes was on the empty street in the early morning, Hugh held the steering wheel with one hand, gradually increased the accelerator, and enjoyed the thrill of drag racing, suddenly a red Ferrari Enzo appeared in the rearview mirror, and a young woman in a black tight-fitting combat uniform on the cab, with blonde hair, skin better than snow, wearing Chanel bow sunglasses, wearing peach red lipstick, holding a slender cigar cigarette between his fingers, and spit a smoke ring provocatively towards the front windshield.

It's Katyusha, isn't she supposed to be on a mission in Russia? Why did you suddenly come back here? I saw that the other party was speeding up and occupying the opposite lane, and the cabs of the two cars were on the same level, and the opposite side gave a war call: "How is it?" Interested in giving it a try? ”

Hugh made an OK gesture with interest. I saw that Phaeton and Ferrari began to accelerate at the same time, Ferrari led half a body by virtue of the advantage of the engine, and then gradually overtook Phaeton, they were speeding through and chasing on the silent road, and caught up at a sharp turn, accompanied by a perfect drift, Phaeton appeared in front of Ferrari again, Katyusha was not to be outdone to the left steering wheel, galloping in the opposite lane, waiting for the opportunity to overtake Phaeton, the two cars drove side by side again, and suddenly a container truck appeared in front of Ferrari, The truck driver honked his horn and roared, seeing that a collision was about to occur, Hugh made a slow gesture to Katyusha, and then slammed on the brakes to give way to the right lane, and Katyusha took advantage of the situation to hit the steering wheel to the right, almost brushing the truck past and out of danger.

The Ferrari slowed down and stopped on the side of the road, with Katyusha opening the door and standing at the back of the car, taking off her sunglasses, and the Phaeton stopped behind her.

Katyusha threw Hugh a small bottle the size of a pocket perfume bottle filled with green liquid: "This is the trophy of my mission in Russia, it only takes a drop, it can easily melt all kinds of metals, but it is not corrosive to the skin, I believe you will use it, you still won this car race, I will treat you in the evening, nineteen o'clock, Sheraton Hotel." Now I'm going to go to the organization, go first. ”

Hugh took the glass bottle and looked at the bubbling oily liquid, which reflected an emerald luster in the sunlight: "Thank you." ”

"Remember to bring a bottle of blackcurrant rum that you made yourself in the evening, in Russia, you always miss this taste." Katyusha still has a lingering eye for that unique taste.

"Whatever you want." A sense of joy came over Hugh's heart.

"See you at night." Katyusha turned and walked to the cab and waved behind her.

"Definitely." Hugh watched her graceful form, blending into the red bodywork, and with the powerful roar of the naturally aspirated engine, Ferrari Enzo made her way away.

Hugh returned to his lodgings, washed up briefly, fell asleep on the sofa, and woke up at half past four in the afternoon.

Hugh opened the glass door of the bathroom and turned on the shower head, and a refreshing coolness made him shake his whole body and struggle to wash away the jungle marks on his body.

After washing, Hugh wiped off the water droplets on his body, applied Gillette fresh lemon shaving foam to his cheeks, and slowly swiped it with a razor, sweeping away his beard and blooming with confidence and charm.

Hugh came to the living room and took out a sand from the refrigerator, a fruit peculiar to the Americas, orange-red flesh, wisps, sweet and delicious, Hugh split it with a knife, dug out the flesh, stuck the blade in the shell, and enjoyed it to his heart's content.

He remembered the bottle of green liquid in his pocket, and dropped a drop of crystal clear green liquid beads onto the stainless steel blade of the fruit knife.

"It's incredible." , he sighed.

Hugh turned on the TV and saw that the news channel was broadcasting live from the scene of last night's incident: "A real estate development company in the United States, due to improper operation of personnel, caused the explosion of an oil depot on a construction site, which caused this disaster, the local government expressed deep condolences to the families of the victims, and said that the aftermath should be properly handled, the real estate developer said that it would closely cooperate with the government to conduct a more in-depth investigation of the incident and restore the truth of the incident, and the relevant construction work has been suspended, which is all the reports of the above incidents, The matches of the domestic professional football league are broadcast below. ”

"Improper operation." What a subtle and harmonious expression, I really hope to live forever in the news report. An embarrassed smile appeared on Hugh's lips.

Hugh turned off the TV and opened the floor-to-ceiling glass door from the living room to the back garden, and the intoxicating scent of flowers greeted him. He breathed deeply, refreshed his spirits, and walked to the basement by the door, came to a thirty-liter oak barrel, took out an empty bottle, opened the wine valve, and poured two-thirds of the blackcurrant cider into it; Then walk to the other side of the cellar and take a bottle of Old Captain brand rum from the wine rack and mix it into the fruit wine, filling the remaining one-third of the space.

He wore a white slim T-shirt with CK letter print, the letter C is made of orange flames, full of movement, strong and powerful chest and abdominal muscle horizontal stripes, clearly visible on the T-shirt, a pair of CK bright khaki slacks, a pair of Adi clover black running shoes, carrying homemade wine, entered the garage, turned the key of the Dodge Viper, and drove to Sheraton.