Wartime Command Room.

King Raiden sat behind his desk, with ice chips on his forehead, and leaned lazily on the wooden chair, his eyes closed, looking like he was sticking to his post with illness.

He hadn't left the command room for almost five days, his hair was greasy, his suit was crumpled and his tie had gone somewhere.

In the past three days, he has only slept about eight hours, an average of less than three hours a day.

Lack of sleep is not the most fatal, the brain is running at a high speed, plus I am worried for a few days, and finally I am exhausted and almost fall ill.

The elites of the intelligence group gathered around the conference table to play cards, and in their words, the combination of work and rest is conducive to the relaxation of the brain, and playing cards is a very necessary item.

"Does His Holiness have a fever?"

"If you have a fever, you should cover a hot towel, so how can you stick ice chips. ”

"Hah, if you have a fever, you should cool down, your computer CUP is overheating, is it on the brazier to cool down?"

"Yes. ”

"There is no new progress on the Sanwu side, the giant destroyed the Nanchang branch the day before yesterday, and I don't know where to go, etc., I have a bomb, don't throw the cards so fast. ”

"People are throwing cards to deceive you into exploding, stupid, don't worry if you fall into the scheme, let those two half-step poles make trouble for a while. Let Sanwu show up first, and tell them that Baoze's half-step pole path is not on land at sea. ”

"It doesn't matter if the bomb is thrown out, it doesn't matter if you don't have hole cards in your hand, the main thing is to make the opponent have no hole cards. The core is not the bomb, but the battle in the Pantheon with a few bombs at home?"

"It's really a stewed rice, and I don't know if I'm dead or alive if I don't open the cards. ”

The IQ group was playing cards and muttering and discussing.

"Han Zhi, I'm thirsty," the Thunderbolt King muttered.

The command room fell silent all of a sudden, and the elites of the think tank were stunned.

Han Zhi is the name of the female secretary of the Raiden King.

The elites of the think tank looked at each other and were speechless, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little sad.

After the death of the female secretary, the Raiden King did have a period of depression, but he quickly adjusted his mentality and threw himself into the intense work.

After all, the master is still there, the battle is not over, how can he, as a minister, continue to be depressed.

Everyone was very happy to see him get rid of the psychological shadow so quickly.

The heart said that this is right, a woman is just a woman, with the status of the Dharma King, what type of woman can't get it?

This is the same as rich people eating big pig's trotters, braised ones, steamed, barbecued, and sauced ones can be eaten casually.

As long as the iron pestle is not a needle, it will penetrate the intestines and penetrate the stomach inch deep.

Why bother for a woman to never forget, love is not long, these years, where can such deep and sincere emotions come from, it is already a society that pursues materialism.

But they didn't expect that the Thunderbolt Dharma King didn't let go, and he didn't even slow down.

He behaves normally on weekdays, acting vigorously and resolutely, calm and serious.

But in the dead of night, when he was tired, he subconsciously called out the woman's name.

The elites looked at the leader and boss of the think tank, a very smart old man.

The old man sighed: "Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die." ”

The younger brothers under his hand asked, "Boss, what do you think?"

The old man thought for a while and said: "1200 is enough to love vigorously, and 5000 will love a little deeper." ”

In this way, the younger brothers have an intuitive impression of love.

At this time, an employee in charge of liaison with the front line, after answering a certain phone call, stood up suddenly: "His Holiness, the 'giant' Mar Gaitirahan has appeared in the Fuzhou branch. ”

The elites of the think tank raised their eyebrows, and the corners of their mouths sneered: "It's here." ”

The Thunderbolt King slowly opened his eyes: "Notify the color of the ring, you can act." ”

The night is dark, Fuzhou Branch.

The Fuzhou branch stands on the edge of the lake and is the core building of the Zhanhu Science and Technology Park.

All the office buildings in the entire science and technology park are the property of the Fuzhou branch. The property of the Science Park is, of course, also a branch of Bouzer Property Company.

Zhanhu Science and Technology Park is a newly built CBD area, and the real estate company bidding for the construction is Baoze.

After the establishment of Baoze, it bid for various industrial zones and CBD areas in various important cities across the country and built them into branches.

Except for the Shanghai headquarters built in the most prosperous CBD area, the other branches are built from scratch.

This is to save costs, after all, building a branch in a prosperous area is too much money, even if a gold-absorbing machine like Baoze, as well as the appropriation above, also hold such a huge capital consumption.

It's a hassle to start from scratch, but the land is cheap. And build a similar science and technology park, and rent out the rest of the office buildings, and you can pay back in a few years.

Then there is secrecy, demarcate a piece of territory, and organize it as much as you want, it is difficult for outsiders to discover the secrets of the bloodline.

In the dead of night, the office buildings in Zhanhu Science and Technology Park are dark, but the main building where the branch is located is bright and bright, with xenon headlights on, slowly turning, and the beam of light sweeps over the science and technology park.

Da-da-da-da

Boom, boom, boom

The sound of machine-gun fire and the loud sound of grenades and other explosions were intertwined.

From time to time, there will be fires in office buildings, streets, and supermarkets, and the smoke will billuing out.

It has become a battlefield, and the bloodlines of the Superpower Association and the employees of the Fuzhou branch carry machine guns to sweep each other. Throw grenades at each other.

The Fuzhou branch even brought in helicopter gunships to help, and the heavy machine guns and grenades that captured the city caused heavy casualties to the blood of the Superhuman Association.

"This group of foreign devils, if it weren't for the headquarters restricting our weapons, I would blow them up into the sky with an east wind and go to God. "The head of the Fuzhou branch, Zhang Xuezhong, carried the RPG, pulled the trigger, and a trace of smoke shot through the glass, and in the uproar, hit the enemy who tried to break through the window.

The flames engulfed the enemy, and the force of the explosion did not kill him, but only seriously injured him.

"Damn, it's all elite. Zhang Xuezhong "bah" spit on a mouthful.

"Forget about Dongfeng, you're not killing enemies, you're growing mushrooms. One cadre complained: "It would be nice if we had a helicopter." ”

The battle situation is not ideal, the weapons and equipment of the Fuzhou branch are better than these long-distance travelers of rice blood, but the elite combat power is far behind.

The other party is all talented, and when they were sent to the Far East to fight, naturally there were no weak ones, and there were so many masters in the Fuzhou branch.

At the moment, it is just barely maintaining the balance by relying on dense firepower.

"Did you notify headquarters? ”

"Noticed, let's hold up for half an hour, and there will be reinforcements in half an hour. ”

Zhang Xuezhong grabbed the communicator and shouted: "Brothers, hold on for half an hour, the golden coffin and silver tomb are dead, and the living club is a tender model." ”

The battle was divided into small pieces. Some employees stick to the headquarters building, and some employees fight guerrilla warfare outside. Use the terrain and armed firepower to entangle with the bloodlines of the Superhuman Guild.