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"Report ...... Report, 703 Heights are almost unstoppable, ask for support! Request...... Rumble! After the violent explosion, the telephone communication of the staff headquarters of the Ninth Theater of Operations came to an abrupt halt, and the hearts of the people guarding the side were half cold.

Ma Jicheng shouted: "Technology Department, give me a concrete simulation of satellite data!" ”

"Yes!"

Soon, a map of the battlefield was virtualized, and the blue icon of the highland "703" and the surrounding plains gradually turned red.

"'703' is the fortress of 'Swamp', and the loss of '703' means that 'Swamp' is in danger!" Yin Song took out the electronic device and marked a large grass area, and "703" was the existence of the portal.

"Immediately telegraphed the 8th and 10th Tank Columns of the Ninth Theater to withdraw from the 'swamp' area and retreat to the rear camp!" Ma Jicheng roared angrily: "Check! Check it out for me! There must still be a traitor in the Ninth War Zone, otherwise the enemy would not have moved so quickly to avoid the satellite alarm and seize '703'! ”

"Special approval: The Ministry of Security, the General Staff Department, the Technology Department, the Communications Department, the Scientific Research Department and the Headquarters will fully assist in the investigation!" Yin Song turned on the communicator and sent out a report: "The Ninth Theater of Operations is the headquarters of the 12th Theater of Operations: '703' is missing, and 'Swamp' is critical. Please send reliable personnel to the 9th War Zone to carry out 'hoeing'! ”

"The 12th Theater of War ordered the 9th War Zone: You bunch of waste, you actually let the enemy take away the fortress base area again and again on the front line! We in the 12th World War Zone still have to save our energy to win the battle, and you will take care of your own family affairs. And also! I will convey the news of the defeat to the top leaders on your behalf, no thanks. Hahahaha......"

"MD, these eight calves!" Yin Song roared angrily and dropped the communicator in his hand, slammed the tabletop, and there was silence around the war room......

"Or ...... Go find Su ...... again."

"Shut up!" Ma Jicheng scolded: "General Staff, give me an effective response plan within one day!" If there is no countermeasure, the military rank of all personnel will be reduced by two levels! ”

"Yes!"

The turmoil on the battlefield began to grow stronger, raising concerns about the country's chaotic prospects......

"Guess the boxing, whoever loses will please eat."

"Nope." The shepherd who got off work accompanied the fat man who was also off work to the door, the target restaurant.

"Then if I lose, please take all of it, and if you lose, boss, please take half of it."

"No, don't think I don't know how you eat your weight." The shepherd was tactful in rejecting what seemed like a tempting offer. Sure enough, the fat man was ready to "AA" with a disappointed face.

After ordering a vegetable salad and a luncheon meat, the herdsman glanced at the fat man's lunch plate......

"Barbecue rolls, meat buns, luncheon meat, hey, hey, hey, you're still in your hands. There's no room left for a while! ”

The fat man scratched his head embarrassedly and said with a smile: "I don't know what's going on, since the company's 'BUG turmoil' has fallen behind, my appetite has become bigger and bigger." Boss, can you hand you a copy of the tenderloin next to you...... No, give me two copies? ”

I really can't help him...... The shepherd thought about it and handed the tenderloin to the fat man.

"Jingle Bell ......"

"Your phone is ringing." Mu Jun and the fat man said in unison, and then they were stunned at the same time, and the mobile phone bell continued to ring.

"Boss, it's true that your phone is ringing."

Mu Jun flipped out his mobile phone and looked at it, his face changed, and he put down the plate that had not been touched and grabbed the fat man's arm: "Go, something happened!" ”

"Don't worry, boss! No matter how important it is, you have to eat something first. ”

"It's too late! Hurry up! ”

The operation department of Puyun Company's "Name of the River Basin" has already begun to boil, and the monitoring room is crowded with "spectators......

"The general manager is here!"

The pastoral army walked in from the dodge pathway, and on the surveillance screen: an old man in court clothes was browsing Su Xin's test paper with appreciative eyes, and Su Xin was wearing a "noble corsage" and stood quietly aside.

"Congratulations, Baron Sushin. Welcome to the 'Treasure Guardians'! ”

As soon as the words fell, the title of [Treasure Guardian - "Junior"] flashed on Su Xin's head. The old man took out a copy of the "Catalogue of Collected Books" from the drawer of his desk and handed it to Su Xindao: "This is the spare material for the library, I hope you can understand them wholeheartedly." ”

"Yes, Mr. Adams." Su Xin smiled and saluted, "This is my responsibility. ”

"Hmm." Adams has a special affection for Su Xin, a "student" who has only met and spent half an hour together, and Su Xin's thirst for knowledge and respect for his predecessors have moved him to love talents.

"There are a total of 13,843 volumes of classical books, which are divided into: history, scientific research, medicine, common knowledge, customs and customs, and miscellaneous studies."

Well, in order to make up the numbers, the game operators have really taken great pains.

"But ......" Seeing Su Xin's expression of loss, Adams changed his words and continued: "These are not the most important knowledge, and there are seventy-two sets of '**' that can be regarded as real 'treasures'." ”

“**！” Su Xin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Then those '**' are ......?"

"Shhh Hundreds of years ago, the Marquis of Donne, the first administrator of the 'Treasure of Kaloi', took over a month and died violently at home, and there was a bloodstained '**' lying at the scene of the accident; The second manager, Ms. Dorothea, also died tragically at home on the second day of her tenure, also with a copy of '**' in her arms; After that, the third administrator, Baron Aiden, put the ** of the 'accident' into the corner of the library, and lived safely until the last day of his term, however, this curious guy couldn't help but open the ** on the last day...... Young people, you don't want to know the results. ”

"yes, I don't want to know the results at all."

"The result is that Baron Aiden ended his forty-nine-year-old life with a fruit knife in the middle of the night, and there was no more ** at the scene, but the word 'Price' made of confetti."

“……”

"What more do you want to ask?"

"If I hit you, will you fight back?"

“……”

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