Zhou Qingfeng lowered his body and embedded it in the leather sofa in the general's office. The soft and comfortable supporting structure was a pleasure, and he took a helicopter ride to finally relax.

By the way, the turboshaft power system of the Mi-8 helicopter is simply too noisy. In particular, its final reducer brings a huge roar, which is really noisy and a headache.

The general's adjutant brought over a cup of coffee with a straight face.

Zhou Qingfeng looked down, "Can you add some milk and sugar to me?" I'm not used to this kind of bitter coffee. Actually, it's good if you have Coke Sprite or something, I'm not picky. ”

The adjutant stared at Zhou Qingfeng for two or three seconds, and bluntly refused: "I'm sorry, sir." We don't have Coke here, but we can give you milk and sugar. ”

Behind the adjutant, Marcos held a pistol. He was also made laughing and crying by his boss's quirks.

Waiting for the adjutant to re-sugar and milk the hot coffee, Zhou Qingfeng said to General Chechevatov, who returned to his seat:

"General, you'd better not touch the first drawer on your right, I know there's a pistol in it. And don't touch the alarm button hidden under the table. I bet you've been smashed in the head by me before the guards arrived. ”

His Excellency the General had a calm face and had to stop thinking about touching the alarm button with his foot. He didn't understand how the layout in his office could be known to his opponent, but he still understood Zhou Qingfeng's words.

The adjutant brought the coffee again, and after receiving Zhou Qingfeng's thanks, he walked out of the general's office and closed the door by the way. He tried to return to his desk, but was forced to sit on a separate stool by Marcos's gunpoint.

Zhou Qingfeng infiltrated the headquarters of the Kyiv Military District at night. The secretary's room was quiet, and the general's adjutant sat on a stool staring at Marcose, puzzled in his heart - how did these two people swagger in?

The command post of more than 100,000 troops has sentry posts and monitoring on the ground and underground, and two sets of security personnel inside and outside. Even the adjutant himself had to go in and out of the country, not only to have documents, but also to be interrogated.

Anyone who wants to enter the headquarters needs to be notified level by level, and every time they pass a sentry post, they must obtain approval from the higher level.

Whoever it is, to walk outside the general's office door, must call the adjutant and ask if there is an appointment and whether it will be released?

But the adjutant in the secretary's room did not receive any application for passage, and the two complete strangers broke in as if no one was around.

Could it be that the guards outside are all dead?

I think about it a lot, but I really can't figure it out.

Can't help it......

"How did you get in?" The adjutant's eyes were fixed on him, full of confusion. Even if he was killed immediately, he had to ask this question.

"We walked in." Marcose's muzzle was steady and did not move. He also knew that it was outrageous for him to say this, but the boss did bring him in.

Zhou Qingfeng has recently added 300,000 bonds, and he has been continuously upgraded, and he has been able to master the fourth-level arcane. He relied on Sophia's forged documents, coupled with forcible charm to make the guards treat him as his own, to complete the break-in.

This was originally intended to be used as a means to break into the Balakliya camp, but Zhou Qingfeng eventually used it to meet with General Chechevatov. His Excellency the General stared at the young man, and whispered angrily, "Say, what do you want?" ”

"I want a nuclear warhead, or give me some highly enriched nuclear material." Zhou Qingfeng also stared at the elderly general and said his requirements bluntly.

The general is not surprised at all, this is like the goal to be achieved by breaking through many difficulties. He asked rhetorically, "Who are you here on?" Which is the country behind you? ”

"General, you're wrong." Zhou Qingfeng shook his head slowly, "I only represent myself." I'd actually like to get a nuclear warhead and walk away calmly. But you're as shameless as I am, and you're trying to drive me away. That's where it gets interesting. ”

In the arcane vision, the General's soul is also corrupted and corrupted, and his face is blackened. His mental state has become very strong, similar to Deputy Minister Chuikov, who is not afraid of Zhou Qingfeng's direct gaze.

His Excellency did not speak, his thinking became extremely rigid, and his eyes were extremely sharp. This guy is a soldier, much stronger in will and physique than a bureaucrat like Chuikov. He appears even more aggressive after being eroded.

"Either you give me an answer, or I'll kill you. Take your pick. Zhou Qingfeng stretched out his hand, "You don't need to think about me, let alone persuade me anything." I can break in and get out. ”

His Excellency the General opened his mouth angrily, but Zhou Qingfeng raised his voice and hurriedly interrupted: "I must remind you that you only have one choice and one chance to answer. ”

A pistol was taken out of Zhou Qingfeng's arms and pointed at the general's head. Under the lock of spiritual power, the muzzle of the black hole is like a verdict of life and death.

In the face of death, the corners of the General's mouth twitched, his face jumped, and he was furious. He can touch the alarm under the table with just his foot, grab the gun in the drawer with just reach out and shout......

The office is so well soundproofed that you can't hear the shouts outside. But after shouting, a bullet came from the opposite side, and the general had to die.

After weighing for a long time, the general could only compromise: "Okay, I'll give you a nuclear warhead." But how are you going to take it? ”

"That's something you have to think about for me." Zhou Qingfeng sneered: "How can I safely take away a nuclear warhead, or a highly enriched nuclear material."

You need to have a thorough plan in place, at least so that I don't see the flaws. Otherwise, I won't necessarily die, you're dead. And don't test my abilities. A lot of people have already tried, and they're all dead. ”

The general's deep sunken eye sockets revealed a cold gaze, he couldn't figure out where Zhou Qingfeng came from, but he really hated this bold and extraordinary young man.

"I need my adjutant. I couldn't have done anything without him. "Your Excellency the General makes a request, and it is always good to have more than one person around.

Zhou Qingfeng nodded and asked the adjutant outside to come in with Marco. The adjutant glanced at the general and the young man, Zhou Qingfeng picked up the cup of coffee with sugar and milk, and took a big sip at him with a smile.

The adjutant listened to the general's relays of the situation expressionlessly, looked back at Zhou Qingfeng again, and muttered for a long time that he had to think about it in order to have a complete plan.

Zhou Qingfeng took the opportunity to finish the cup of coffee and said, "Your Excellency General, your adjutant has a good ability to make coffee. Can you ask him to make me another drink? ”

The general nodded, and the adjutant also came over to take the cup with a calm face.

Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the other party's wrist and laughed in a low voice: "You can try to increase the dose of poison a little more and see if you can poison me to death."

But please use your brain quickly, don't waste time meaninglessly. Otherwise, it must not be me who regrets it.

At the same time, I would like to ask, how can you, as an adjutant, take out cyanide poison at your fingertips? Have you ever brewed this poisoned coffee for someone before? ”

The adjutant's expression changed drastically, he broke free from Zhou Qingfeng's hand, and turned around to make coffee. His Excellency the General was also a little breathless as if he had seen a ghost.

Even Marcose once again refreshed his perception of his boss, it's strange why Zhou Qingfeng is not afraid at all?

A few minutes later, the second cup of coffee was brewed and rushed, and the plan in the adjutant's head took shape.

"Your Excellency the General can directly give an order to the Barakliya camp and ask Colonel Isakov to send someone to deliver the tactical nuclear warheads stored there to Kyiv in batches. The reason is that we are going to urgently transport them back to Moscow.

However, in order to avoid being traced after the fact, no formal order can be given. The personnel guarding the nuclear bomb are directly under Moscow, and the General can only personally go to the nuclear bomb storage warehouse to convey orders verbally. ”

It sounded like a good idea, but Zhou Qingfeng always felt weird.

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