Three days later, Shanghai International Airport.

The black bear holding the passport was looking at the front and back repeatedly, rubbing his hands back and forth, looking very curious.

The military thorn looked at it in his eyes, and said with a sneering face, "What's the matter with the black bear, you Grandma Liu entered the Daguan group, the first time, look at your earthen statue." ”

The black bear smiled and continued to look at the passport in his hand.

Yaksha listened to the arrogant words of the military assassin, and interjected on the side, "Don't pretend to be a big head here, no one here has ever gone abroad except me and the captain, so don't pretend to be an old city here." ”

The military thorn laughed and defended, "I haven't been out, haven't you ever been there with a dream, I've seen a thousand times in my dreams, it's not unusual", the monkey teased him, "You still have sperm in your dreams, I'm afraid there are more than a thousand back." ”

Everyone laughed.

The face of the military thorn is not ordinarily thick, and he said with a smile, "Don't say it, buddy, this function is still powerful, do you see my sister on the street looking at me and the captain, what does it mean, it shows the charm." ”

Nighthawk waved his arm and punched him, "Don't pull me." Several people laughed at each other and went through the security check in turn.

On the plane, the flight attendant looked at the tickets enthusiastically and smiled to guide them where to sit.

The military thorn said to Nighthawk, "Boss, this time it's wide enough, little brother, my first time on a plane, you have booked a first-class cabin, enough to take care of your brother." Nighthawk lay comfortably on the airline chair, stretched his waist comfortably, and said, "This is the company's care for us, everyone should thank the company." Several people rolled their eyes at the same time, and they understood that the better the enjoyment, the greater the price to pay.

Lao Zhou said that he was coming to assassinate a Fuso man named Matsumoto, who was a right-wing fanatic of Fuso, who had great influence in Fuso, and maintained close ties with Fuso's Yamaguchi-gumi and the island's triads.

This devil likes to preach some strong countries and strong armies, external expansion or something, and he is an out-and-out militarist.

Old Zhou sued them. According to the information of the intelligence agent, Matsumoto came to T country this time to have a secret meeting with Babu, the target of the organization, to discuss important matters.

Babu is a separatist in our country, not a good thing, always trying to establish an autonomous state of the Uyghurs in the northwest of our country, is a very big terrorist, and has caused many terrorist attacks.

But because he is still valuable, and his whereabouts have been erratic, he has not been arrested, and this time in country T is a good opportunity.

Lao Zhou was very excited and told Nighthawk that he must cooperate with the intelligence officers in country T. Find out their plan of action this time, and secretly arrest or kill Matsumoto. Sabotage the plan and, if possible, capture it along with Babu himself.

Nighthawk knew the reason why Lao Zhou was so excited, the last time they were attacked, it was Babu who personally deployed it, and Butterfly worked for Babu, who was ostensibly a Mi-Chinese and opened a multinational accounting firm and law firm. Privately, he is indeed engaged in actions to divide my country.

Butterfly only broke into his company in the past two years, because of her business ability, she was very appreciated by her boss, and even Babu knew something about her and gave her some important things to deal with, so that she could know in her usual business that the drug king had been providing financial resources for Babu, and her main task was to launder money and make it clean.

Lao Zhou was obsessed with that action, and always felt that it was his own mistake that led to such a big sacrifice, and this time he had such a good opportunity, he was determined to grasp it and completely end this pot of separatists' nest. Even if he couldn't take it off, he had to be asked to lose the skin Three hours later, with the sweet announcement of the flight attendants, the plane slowly landed at Don Mueang Airport in M Valley. Several people grabbed their backpacks and got off the plane, walking a little distance towards the exit.

After passing through the security check, the staff carefully looked at Nighthawk's passport, and the security guard behind him suddenly whispered a few words in his ear.

With a slightly scrutinizing gaze, the staff looked up and said to Nighthawk in English, "Sir, I'm sorry, there is a problem with your luggage, please come with me to the side to check it." Nighthawk was a little puzzled, he didn't bring any contraband, is there a problem, was his action detected by the other party in advance? He instantly became alert.

Looking back, several people in the black bear were also pulled by the staff at the same time, followed by the security guard with a gun, walking in his direction.

Nighthawk felt bad and wondered what to do next.

Following the airport staff around several corners, they walked to a passage, and at the end of the passage was a room that looked like a conference room, and the staff motioned for Nighthawk and a few people to go in and search for luggage.

Nighthawk clenched his fists, looked around at no one, and blinked quickly at the few people around him.

Suddenly, the black bear pounced forward and pressed the two security guards in front of him against the wall, and then pressed their heads with his hands, and knocked on the wall, and the two fainted immediately.

The rest were not idle. At the same time, the security guards and the staff around me exchanged hands.

Nighthawk grabbed the hand of the man next to him who wanted to draw the gun, and just wanted to slash at his neck with a palm, when he suddenly heard a shout "Stop." The crowd stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the door of the conference room. At this moment stood a soldier in military uniform, and he was the one who made the shout just now.

Nighthawk let go of the staff in his hand and stared at the Chinese soldier without blinking.

Standing was a colonel, with thick eyebrows, a high nose, a large mouth, tight muscle lines on his face, and a pair of large eyes full of essence, which looked like a professional soldier.

The colonel came over, picked up the staff on the ground, and busied himself saying sorry to them, and thanking them for their cooperation, and he would definitely explain the matter to the other party's superiors.

Several of the beaten men gritted their teeth and looked at Nighthawk with hatred.

Even a fool knew that he had done something wrong, and the Nighthawk and the others hurriedly nodded and compensated the other party.

The other party didn't appreciate it either, and lifted the companion who had fainted on the ground and turned away, and after walking a few steps, he didn't forget to turn around and stare at him a few times, it seems that if the colonel hadn't been here, he would have pulled out his gun and beaten the Nighthawk into a sieve. After all, people are beaten like pigs' heads for no reason, and it's strange if they don't get annoyed.

When only a few of them were left in the hallway, the Colonel stepped forward. Straighten up, a standard military salute, and several people immediately stood up straight and quickly returned a salute.

The colonel said, "My surname is Chen, the military attache of the consulate in country T, and I am also your liaison officer for this operation, codenamed Hunter, come, go in and talk." He pointed to the room behind him and walked in first. A few people looked at each other, thinking to themselves what is going on, wouldn't it be possible to avoid misunderstanding if you said it earlier, shook their heads, and everyone walked in with him helplessly, "Your behavior is very reckless, it will bring disadvantages to the operation" As soon as they entered the door, the hunter whispered to them "I hope this is the last time, I don't want to see any reckless behavior, my superiors told me, you are not only an excellent special service team, but also a top intelligence team, I think, such a low-level mistake, you should not be making it." "Nighthawk and they were all stunned, when did they become intelligence agents again, what kind of thing is this?

Moreover, it was also because you didn't notify us in advance, so we thought that the other party was going to attack us, and this was also for self-protection, why are we still angry that we are coming, everyone disagreed, but after thinking about it, they nodded honestly.

The hunter continued, "You must have known the mission of this operation, and I am responsible for the specific arrangements for this operation, and the specific implementation of the operation is formulated by yourself. ”

He turned around and picked up the box behind him, opened it, and there were five pistols and boxes of ammunition lying quietly inside.

"You're mercenaries this time."

Several people looked up at him at the same time, looking at him in surprise.

Mercenaries, which is a word that can be used as explosives in the military world, actually let them be mercenaries.

The hunter looked at their expressions and continued, "A few days ago, the men of General Carson, who is very powerful in the country of T, robbed a batch of goods in Valley M and killed most of them, these goods are the things of Matsumoto, your target this time, and they are all weapons and a small amount of drugs.

Carson was glad to get this batch of goods, because of his great power, Matsumoto didn't want to provoke him, but he had already made points in all sides, gathered a number of Taiwanese and Japanese killers, and prepared to take out Carson's subordinates who robbed him of the goods, the local gang leader Doro, and wanted to get some things and lost dignity from Dora.

And this Doro is none other than our intelligence officer. "Nighthawk and they were even more surprised, an underworld is actually an intelligence agent, what a complicated relationship it is.

The hunter said, "Doro's father is from our country, and since he came to settle in T country in his early years, he has long since integrated into the local society. Doro is also a figure that has been cultivated by the organization for many years. Well, your mission this time is to protect Dora, thwart Matsumoto's assassination plan, and lure Matsumoto into appearing.

Matsumoto is a very face-loving person, and if he can't kill Doro for a long time, he will definitely show up and arrange it himself. This mission is very dangerous, make sure Matsumoto can take the bait, and then follow him to find Babu's hideout. Several people finally understood the purpose of the operation, and they were confident in it, and looked directly at the hunter. After all, is it against a few killers, for them, the special forces with their eyes on their heads, they don't take it seriously at all.

The hunter's eyes swept over their faces one by one, observing their expressions.

He nodded with satisfaction, "There are two cars at the door, and this is the key." Doro will be waiting for you in this place," he said, handing Nighthawk two keys and a note with a list of addresses. "Go ahead, the car is at the door, if there is any situation, let Doro contact me, the only contact is the wired phone in Doro's room, I wish you success". He saluted them again. Nighthawk and their curiosity about the unknown mission set foot on the road of the beautiful country of T. What awaits them?