"Whiskey? Xinghua Village? Zhang Cheng, who was in a straight military uniform, came to the side of the wine cabinet with beautiful decorations, looked sideways at Wang Yan who was sitting on the sofa not far away, and asked with a smile.

Major General Liu Yue was born in a wealthy family, and when he was the commander of the garrison in the London Concession, he was also very particular about life, and his office had a lot of good wine. After being forcibly discharged from the army, the disheartened Major General Liu Yue did not return to London at all, but only sent his adjutant over to go through some formalities hastily, take away some important personal belongings, and did not take anything else. The fine wines in these wine cabinets were naturally left to Zhang Cheng.

"I'm not used to drinking European wine." Wang Yan smiled in response. It's just that the look on his face has a touch of decadence and irritability that can't be explained.

Zhang Cheng looked at him deeply, smiled and took out two wine glasses and a bottle of Xinghuacun wine and sat down on the leather sofa. After pouring two wine glasses full of wine, he picked up a glass and handed it to Wang Yan, "How are things going?" ”

"There are already results." Wang Yan smiled, took the wine glass and touched it with Zhang Cheng, and drank all the glass of wine as soon as he raised his head. Putting down the wine glass, a bitter smile flashed on his face, "But the process and the result are very bad." ”

"Oh?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows, and the hand stretched out to the wine bottle paused slightly, and then picked up the wine bottle and filled the wine glass with wine again, "Can you elaborate on it?" "Since arranging the identities of Wang Yan and his men as cover, Wang Yan and his men have disappeared for more than a month, and only now have they appeared here. Zhang Cheng was very curious about what happened during this time?

Wang Yan smiled bitterly, a sad look flashed in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to hold the wine glass, and slowly said, "We found the news in the city of London at the beginning."

Go back a little over a month. On a smoggy Sunday morning, a car with a military license plate pulled up to the top of an ordinary café on King's Street in London. Wang Yan, who was wearing an army academy uniform, pushed the car door, held his head high, put his hands on the armed belt in front of his waist, and walked into the café with a confident face.

This is not a concession area. As native British, and not even living in the concession area, the British did not have a good feeling for these occupying troops. Looking at Wang Yan, who walked in proudly, the people in the café showed disgusted looks. "This damn yellow ghost is here again!" However, no one dared to say this kind of thing in front of the Chinese people. They can only keep this anger in their hearts. This is where the gap between the colonizer and the colonized lies.

After walking into this ordinarily decorated café, Wang Yan's eyes looked around, and then his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face, and he quickened his pace to a beautiful waitress with a graceful figure, a coffee pot in her hand, and silky smooth hair.

"Dear Mary." Wang Yan showed a look of color and soul on his face, approached the British beauty who was obviously frowning, and said with a sneer, "Can I have this honor to invite you to lunch?" ”

Although on the surface it looks no different from a pervert who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman. Whether it is the body movements, the expression on the face or the squinting eyes, they all fully meet the criteria of a pervert. But the ice-like indifference in the depths of Wang Yan's eyes betrayed his true mood at the moment.

"Sorry, I have to work and don't have time." The British beauty gave him a cold look, turned around and continued to pour coffee for the customers on the side.

"Hey, hey." There was a burst of mockery from the small café. It's really gratifying to see this damn yellow ghost eating deflated in front of the beauties of his own country.

When men are useless, they pin their hopes on women. This is true regardless of the country. Compared to the French, who would not have fought without the command of women and foreigners, the British were not very combative.

"Humph!" Wang Yan looked around coldly, and immediately made all the Englishmen who were laughing at him in a low voice lower their heads. After raising his eyebrows, Wang Yan turned around and squinted his eyes and said, "Mary, I can wait for you to get off work." After saying that, he found a remote table nearby and sat down. The image of an occupying army chasing exotic beauties is vividly expressed.

As the morning wore on, the smog that hung over the city dissipated. The soft sunlight also shines through the clear glass facing the street, and the whole café is brightly illuminated.

All morning, Wang Yan stayed quietly in the café, drinking coffee while looking at the British beauty from time to time. On the surface, it looks no different from those Chinese people who chase exotic women. It wasn't until a British ** officer wearing a British Army lieutenant uniform hurriedly walked into this café that Wang Yan's eyes flashed with a different light!

At the end of Kings Street is the seat of the British Army's Logistics and Armament Department. Wang Yan had a dark line of bribery there, and that was the flaxen-haired British lieutenant who had just come in.

Wang Yan's order to his inner line was to collect information about the tank, and today was the day when the two of them would connect. Obviously, it is impossible for a lieutenant officer of the British ** team to casually go to the concession area to confess information, and the appearance of an ordinary Chinese person outside the concession area is even more suspicious. Therefore, Wang Yan directly revealed his identity as an officer and came here for several days in a row under the cover of pursuing a café beauty, thus greatly dispelling any possible surveillance and tracking.

The British lieutenant was visibly nervous, he was only doing things for a large sum of money. As a soldier, he naturally knows what he is doing, what kind of fate he will encounter once he is exposed, how can he not be nervous. It's just that at this time, even if you want to, you can't retreat. After drinking coffee in a panic, I went to the toilet. When I came back, I hurriedly went to check out and left, not wanting to stay here at all.

"Waste." Wang Yan, who saw all this in his eyes, scolded secretly, drank the coffee cup in his hand and got up to go to the bathroom. After getting the information he needed, Wang Yan came to the beautiful waitress with a smile, "Dear Mary, I still have something to do, and I can't accompany you today." ”

"Goodbye." The waiter nodded hurriedly, hoping that Wang Yan would leave soon. She wouldn't know that she would never see this Ming officer again in her life. Because her role is over.

Wang Yan received information that the location of the tank unit secretly assembled by the British was hidden in the remote Scottish Highlands in the north. To get the exact information, Wang Yan had to go to Edinburgh in person.

Located on the southern shore of the Forthth Bay in the central lowlands of Scotland, Edinburgh was the capital of the Kingdom of Scotland before it was ruled by the English. Far from the gaze of the Chinese people, the surrounding terrain is complex and sparsely populated, making it a very excellent hiding place. Not only tanks, but also many hidden troops and weapons tests in the British are hidden in the Scottish Highlands in the north.

Wang Yan led his own action team, including two native Britons in the concession area. The Ming Empire roamed the world for hundreds of years, establishing countless colonies everywhere. It is also a matter of course to be able to gather a group of local aborigines who have a lot of admiration. These traitors in the eyes of the British were very loyal to the Ming Dynasty, even more loyal than many real Chinese.

A group of several people dressed in disguise, took the road slips and supporting documents issued by the London Concession Garrison Command all the way to the address given on the intelligence, the town of Thal, forty kilometers outside Edinburgh. In a huge valley just outside the town, an entire elite tank brigade is stationed here!

Using his skillful professional skills, Wang Yan recorded a large amount of information with the camera he carried with him. However, as a professional, Wang Yan is not satisfied with taking some blurry photos and simple statistics from a distance. He decides to infiltrate the valley to get detailed information. It's a very dangerous decision, and infiltrating such a heavily guarded military base is a dead end for a spy. But loyalty to the country and the nation made Wang Yan determined to take this risk.

On a dark and windy night, Wang Yan and his men quietly avoided the mobile sentry, and the lurking sentry entered the military camp smoothly.

Maybe it's because you haven't experienced war for a long time, maybe it's because you're in a safe landlocked country, or maybe it's because you're not vigilant. In short, Wang Yan and his entourage really succeeded, and they obtained a large amount of data and various substantive evidence, which were enough for the staff officers of the Army Command to deduce the true strength of this army.

The beginning is always good, but the ending is generally helpless. It was smooth when it came, but it went wrong when it came to retreating. The group was spotted by an undercover post as they left the barracks. After the question was invalidated, a fierce battle of escape and chase broke out amid the sound of a screeching siren

"You came back alive alone?" Zhang Cheng's expression moved slightly, took out a cigarette and handed it over.

Wang Yan looked at the cigarette in Zhang Cheng's hand and looked stunned, and took it and lit it with complicated eyes. 'Ahem, cough~~~', a series of violent coughing sounds suddenly made Zhang Cheng smile bitterly, "You don't know how to smoke?" ”

After taking a big sip of the water cup handed over by Zhang Cheng, Wang Yan's flushed face finally eased a little. Picked up the fallen cigarette and continued to lower his head and smoke.

Zhang Cheng held the wine glass in one hand and put it in his pants pocket with the other. Sitting sideways on the arm of the sofa, he looked at Wang Yan with his head bowed calmly. He could tell that the man had been hit hard.

"There's one more person." After a while, Wang Yan raised his head and looked at Zhang Cheng and smiled miserably, "There is another person who escaped from Edinburgh with me. He was my classmate, we had known each other for many years, and we had many missions together. He was a very good soldier. It's just that when he retreated, he was hit in the stomach by a stray bullet, so he blocked the wound and fled all the way back here. As soon as I entered the concession, I ran out of gas. ”

"It's fine." Zhang Cheng nodded with a cold expression: "I finally died on my own land." "The concession is your own land!

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