Although there were four Soviet-made T series heavy main battle tanks weighing more than 60 tons and some old Katyusha rocket launchers of Su Zhi on both sides of the gate near the gate of the manor, they even placed a huge Gushan cannon in front of the garden at the entrance of the gate. Although the pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info look murderous, it seems to me that these antiques that have long been eliminated by the times really still do not work.

There were also individual rocket launchers and man-portable missile launchers who wore thick gold chains around their necks and wore camouflage of unknown countries. The weapons that came out after the collapse of the Soviet Union reminded me of my grandfather's generation, and of the special era and the legendary hardships, and I was no longer interested in the weapons in the hands of these guards.

And in the end, what worried me happened. When the drone detected a small villa in the back garden, I judged that the eight black-clothed masked people guarding the exit of the villa were some black ** through the high-definition sensor camera device on the drone. They didn't seem to have any weapons, and their hands and faces couldn't be seen. However, according to the data, these characteristics are exactly the same as those of black **.

I don't know how to explain suicide bombs, and I really don't understand why there are such brutal weapon systems in the world. It is not controlled by some kind of human-made computer, but a historical freak conceived in a specific historical context with the world's most advanced computer, human beings, as a medium.

I don't think a weapon can compete with the human beings who created it, no matter how advanced it is, no matter how lethal it is.

I was deeply in awe of the existence of these living beings in the depths of my heart, so when I found out that there was a black **, my heart couldn't help but tremble. I visibly felt my heart ache for a moment, and then I looked at the black veil on these screens and fell into deep fear.

After looking at the screen for a long time, I lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then left the seat next to the computer. While turning around and ordering the two drone technicians to carefully search for these black ** numbers, I contacted Qiang Xuehui who was far away in the Blue Bird Country through the satellite encrypted communication system.

When I told Qiang Xuehui about the discovery of a large number of black **, Yang Weiwei and Ouyang Jing and others who were present were taken aback. They seemed as helpless as I did in the face of this sudden turn of events, and they shared my deep fear of this weapon made by man himself. After a long discussion on the satellite conference without coming up with an effective solution, I immediately asked them to come up with a practical way to stop these crazy existences.

It now seems that the armed solution is no longer viable. With the emergence of these black **, even I feel that any of my rescue plans seem so convincing, thin, unrealistic, and uninsured.

It seems that all hope is starting to fade. I'm not sure, even if we can successfully kill these black ** outside the villa at the same time, then if there is a black ** in the villa, then the black ** guarding Tang Xueyan inside will be immediately noticed, and then they will not hesitate to detonate themselves immediately for the sake of holy war, as they usually train. When the sky is full of red and splashes of dust, when the smoke clears, it will eventually become those black roses of death.

Soon the results of the investigation were fully summarized, and the technician reported to me that according to the detection of the drone, there were nearly sixteen black **s of various kinds scattered around the villa. Because the design of the villa seems to be airtight, we don't know what the interior of the villa is like yet.

When I learned about this situation, I basically confirmed my guess that Han Yongbo and Tang Xueyan lived in this villa. Although the goal has been determined, in the face of these angels of death from hell, I hurriedly ordered the team to withdraw from the family's sphere of influence. As far as I'm concerned, the only thing we can do now is not to provoke these people for the time being, we have to reformulate our plan, and when the new plan comes out, I feel that any rash raid will kill Tang Xueyan at any time. In this extremely complicated situation, I decided to stand still for the first time, and everything had to wait for Ouyang Jing and the others to come up with a feasible plan over there before continuing to implement it.

The Golden Triangle at night is really difficult to sleep peacefully. Although we had prepared well in advance, the blazing heat and the mosquitoes that ate people still made us suffer in the camping area. We have to be punctual and ready for a night battle with the enemy who comes to sneak attack, but we also need to improve our own living conditions, especially when the choice between the sweltering heat and the mosquitoes is always painful. I was anxious in the face of this dilemma, and then I had a little insomnia.

In the end, I simply got up and walked out of the tent, but as soon as I got out of the tent, before I could show my head, I myself ran into Tang Zongli who came to find me.

Before the Venus in front of me had dispersed, I began to pretend to be angry and curse. It was hard to stay in the tent, so for the sake of ventilation, the two of us went to the small hill near the camping area.

"I wonder how they got involved with these guys? This has never happened before. They are the product of political and jihadist purposes, which should not have a direct interest in their pursuit of money and practical gain. But now they're here, and so many. Could it be that the people behind Han Yongbo turned out to be some terrorist organizations? If that's the case, it's too bizarre. With that, I took a deep puff of the cigarette in my hand.

"It's useless to talk about that now. I know the last thing you want to see now is that Snow Goose is now in that villa guarded by the black **, of course, as her brother, I don't want to believe that she is sleeping with the black ** at this time, but in fact we all know that this speculation may be true. Now it can only be said that we underestimated Han Yongbo too much, or more precisely, we really underestimated the ability of Han Yongbo's mastermind behind the scenes in the past. As for the black **, it seems that I have to go home myself this time. Our family has an ancestral fog that can cause the people in that villa to lose consciousness in an instant through the drive of the fog messenger. Now it seems that I can only rely on it, I thought about it for a long time, although it is a forbidden drug, but since it is terrorism, I believe that my father will not be too embarrassed by this matter. When I return to the Tang Gate and borrow the Mist Emissary, I will come to Thailand to meet you, and then we will take it in one fell swoop. Maybe we can get some clues from the captured populations, but now it seems that our opponents are really terrible. You should go back to Thailand first, and when I come back, maybe the matter will be resolved. As he spoke, Tang Zongli snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and then turned around and touched it down the mountain. Tang Zongli had just taken a few steps before he stopped, as if he remembered something, he turned around and shouted to me, "Since this matter is going to be carried out in secret, I will secretly return to China now." Evacuate in the night, this is really not a place for people to stay now. Chiang Mai, Thailand has good hotels and facilities, so the brothers can go there and sleep comfortably, and then wait for my news. ”

"Well, that's all there is to it. Hey, I'm really useless. I can't imagine that no matter how good the weapons are, they can't compete with these black ** who are willing to give up their lives, no matter what, this time I want them all to survive. I want to live, I want them to have a good look at this wonderful world and live a good life. They weren't like that, and I'm sure we can change their fate. I believe this, they are not born to be black **, they should have a better future. After shouting in the direction of Tang Zongli's departure, I saw Tang Zongli disappear quickly into the vast night without looking back.

In the second half of the night when Tang Zongli left, it was really unbearable to endure this inhuman environment, so I took these 80 people to Chiang Mai, Thailand by night. Once we got there, we booked a hotel in Chiang Mai, leaving some of the Blades to take turns while the others went to bed. In view of the frustration of reality, after taking a hot shower in my hotel suite, I began to catch up on sleep without thinking about anything.