Northeast Mohe, within the Tiernano Division.

A young man in a black suit, with a document in his hand, trotted all the way through the crowded tempered glass passage towards the basement-12 floor.

At the door of the minister's office, he stopped and knocked on the door.

"Come in." John, who was sitting in his office, looking at the hill of papers on the table with a sad face, spoke.

"Mr. Minister, this is a message from the Yakutsk liaison station." Handing the document in his hand to John, the young man spoke.

John looked up with a frown, took the file in a vellum sealed bag, opened it, and examined it carefully.

"Heh, I know, this kid Annanbo doesn't talk about other things, and it's quite good to complete the task." Looking at the document in his hand, John sighed, but the expression on his face was definitely not relaxed.

"Although this is true, but then we have to face a huge risk problem." Leaning back in the leather chair, John pondered for a moment and said to the young man in front of him, "Go, send a message to the Russian Department of the International Special Services Department, and say that I want to see their minister." ”

The young man nodded, and was about to step back.

"Don't bother, I'm already here."

A calm voice came from outside the office, and I saw a tall man walk in, his face made his face look rigid and angular by pure Russian blood, a dark blue uniform slightly different from the traditional military uniform was put over his body, and a knee-length coat was covered outside, pushing open the door and looking at John with a gloomy face.

"Oh, haha, dear Colonel Yagrove, it's been a long time."

John sat in his chair for a moment, then reacted quickly, laughed and walked over to Yagrove and held out his hand to him.

Yagrove's face was not good-looking, and he reluctantly pulled his cold hand out of his pocket and shook it with John.

"Tell me about you? That dog has been resurrected? Or is he not dead at all, but is he just playing with us? ”

"Wait, Yagrove, how did you manage to know about this before I did?" John was a little puzzled, he obviously hadn't called the special military department yet.

"I'll have to ask your dear student, the current tutor Annanbo, who called our special military department from a public phone booth!" Yagrove looked furious, "You know how stupid this is? Calling us from a public phone booth in full view of the crowd is the difference between talking loudly about your Spiritual Master Association on the subway! ”

John couldn't laugh or cry, he didn't expect Annanbo to directly notify the special military department before him, and he used such unsafe means, no wonder Yagrove came in with an expression like someone else had snatched his vodka.

After all, the existence of the special military department is very secretive.

The International Special Services Department was established seventy years ago, three years before the end of World War II, when the 26 countries in Washington. When Don issued the "United Nations Declaration", this mysterious department was quietly established at the same time, it is an international joint organization established specifically to deal with the "Ragnarok" war predicted by the Soul Slayer Organization, and the major powers of the world today have participated in the joint construction of this international special military department headquartered on the island of Ireland, and every soldier who joins the special military department is a carefully selected elite, and after joining, he must sign a lifelong treaty and stay in the army until he dies. Anything related to the special military department must not be disclosed to others, and as long as the servicemen who join this department, their families will receive extremely generous compensation.

With the help of the Spirits and Soul Killers, the Special Military Department uses scientific power and theological knowledge to develop weapons that can be used against the gods, and provides technical support to the Spirits and Soul Killers.

In addition to the special mission, the identity is also extremely special, and there are only a few people who know about his existence, taking the United States as an example, only the owner of the White House and the head of the Pentagon know his existence.

In that great war, this institution of ordinary people played a great role in effectively hindering the advance of the gods, and it was also in that great war that the casualties of the special military headquarters reached 2 million, so that the number of casualties in one side exceeded the total number of deaths in World War I and any other battle in World War II.

Of course, this is a war against the gods, and everyone is already mentally conscious when they set foot on the battlefield, as an ordinary person.

Rebelling against the gods is a dead end, but I still have my land and my homeland behind me.

Therefore, after the death of 1 million people, the soldiers of the special military department still rushed to the battlefield like a tide, brazenly to the death, and it was also after that battle that almost all the combat power of the special military department was squandered, and in the final Odin crusade, they had withdrawn from the stage of war, and it was not until 15 years after the end of the war that they regained their vitality.

So John understood that half of the credit for the victory in that war needed to be given to these ordinary people, and sometimes the saying that we were united was indeed true.

"I didn't participate in that war, and I don't know what those gods did, only that those guys killed more than a million of our brothers, and that's enough." Slowly exhaling, Yagrove looked at John, "You should know these things very well, after all, you were a participant in the war back then. ”

"Think of your defense of Leningrad and imagine your opponents as if everyone had a machine gun capable of firing Tomahawk missiles in their hands, and you can almost recreate the scene at that time." John smiled.

"Unfortunately, there were no anti-missile systems."

"It's useless, for God, wanting to destroy a city is just a wave of his hand...... Sorry for exaggerating a bit. ”

Coughing, John turned and leaned against the table behind him, "Let's talk about something serious, that's me today...... What Annanbo asked you to do today, you already understand very well, has something to do with that dog. ”

"The god of fire and mischief, one of Loki's three sons, the giant wolf Fenrir." Yagrove muttered.

"That's right, now it's almost confirmative, that guy is in the ice field outside Yakuzk City, our positioning system can pinpoint its location, what I hope now is that your military department can assist us in this operation, because Fenrir is underground, and we need an advance force to conduct reconnaissance."

"Let them spend their lives exploring Fenrir's exact location, and what means does he have at his disposal?" Yagrove looked at John whimically.

John's face did not change in the slightest, and said flatly: "Yagrove, you have participated in the war in Afghanistan, and you understand that sometimes you have to pay some price to gain something, don't you?" ”

Yagrove was silent, his hands up and down a little confused, and after a long exhale.

"I ...... It's just that I didn't expect to really have to fight against God, I thought they had completely left, but ......"

Holding his forehead with his hand, Yagrove pursed his lips tightly, sighed, and turned his head to look at John: "I understand, this time, I will arrange for reconnaissance troops and escort troops to assist in the battle." ”

"Thank you very much." John stretched out his hand towards Yagrove and smiled, "The success of this operation will have a great impact on our future, so we must be fully prepared." ”

"I ...... There is one more problem. Holding John's hand, Yagrove asked, "Does faith have anything to do with God?" ”

Looking at Yagrove, John smiled indifferently: "Faith is something that everyone can have, but no matter what you believe, it is an imaginary image in your own heart, and the image of God you imagine is your faith, faith may bring you benefits, make you open-minded, make you enlightened, and let you wake up in difficult situations, but ......"

"God, not really."