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"Yes, yes, yes." Zhuang Yan smiled, bent over his chest, held the second cigarette, looked at her and asked: "As a revolutionary comrade-in-arms, if you die in the line of duty, it will only inspire me to devote myself to the vigorous people's struggle with high morale." Vice versa. ”

Veneto refused to admit defeat, patted Zhuang Yan on the shoulder, and said matter-of-factly: "That's right, if you die in the line of duty, I will beat the culprit into a honeycomb, and then I will give you a grave every year." ”

"You're not crying?" Zhuang Yan was unwilling to argue on the basis of reason.

"The revolutionary struggle does not believe in tears." Veneto won by a wide margin.

Zhuang Yan maintained a helpless smile, kept nodding his head, staring intently at Veneto, his eyes were smiling, and he was holding a cigarette in his hand, and the snow-white soot solidified on Mars, and it was only after a while that it fell to the ground.

Xing Yan frowned and smoked. Suddenly, Zhuang Yan said to Veneto without shame: "Come and hug it." ”

Doneto was surprised to let him put his hands around his shoulders, rubbing his cheeks, and heard him say in his ear, "Then we can come to an agreement." The hardest thing in life is not that you are overwhelmed with grief and don't think about it, that kind of thing is too easy, and everyone can do it. The hardest part of life is to take good care of yourself when you are grief-stricken; It's when you don't think about tea and dinner, you still try to live actively. We have to be the kind of person who is behind, and we must be good to ourselves at all times. ”

Veneto was stunned for a moment, twisted the itchy flesh on his waist, narrowed his beautiful eyes and threatened, "What are you thinking?" Don't sell the guanzi, confess immediately! ”

Zhuang Yan said "ouch", and obediently said: "The prisoner's target is you." To kill a prisoner, you must be asked to be bait. ”

Veneto raised his eyebrows, opened his eyes wide, pointed his finger at Zhuang Yan's nose, and shouted: "Okay, no wonder you suddenly started to make chicken soup for the soul, it turned out that you were trying me to be bait!" ”

Veneto smacked him as he spoke, opened his bow left and right, and hit as he spoke: "You said so much, which translates to 'Even if Veneto dies, you will be strong and brave to face life'?" You heartless white-eyed wolf, big villain, you're too sinister! Is there such a combat mobilization as you! ”

Zhuang Yan was embarrassed to resist the stormy attack, and explained strongly: "That's what morale boosts is like this!" What I said makes sense, the dead are gone, the living are strong, I promise to do this, this is not to make you have no worries! Only when there are no distractions can you be a successful bait! ”

"Phew! Of course you're strong, no one will supervise you if I hang up! Of course, you will be active and strong in facing life, and it is estimated that you will be looking for flowers and asking willows with joy! You white-eyed wolf who can't be fed, don't dream of your spring and autumn big head, the enemy who can kill your aunt and grandmother has not yet been born, so you hang yourself on your sister's tree! Veneto beat him in the face.

Xing Yan took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, and suddenly interrupted: "Qifeng Base seems to be facing a serious epidemic, Zhuang Yan, the Ministry of Internal Affairs is very nervous, please go and discuss." You go and talk to Minister Wei, and I'll arrange the rest of the plans. ”

Only then did Veneto let go of Zhuang Yan and said seriously: "Tell me quickly, how to be a bait?" ”

Zhuang Yan hurriedly said: "The whole plan, Xing Yan will tell you in detail." I'll go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs first, the group of six may have been demoralized, and I must strengthen their faith. ”

He hurriedly walked away, the hands they were holding separated and slipped in mid-air, and the remaining temperature of his fingertips was unbearable, but Zhuang Yan had already opened the door and went out.

Veneto turned his head and asked Xing Yan, who was full of grim faces, "You have already planned?" How do you want to kill the prisoners? There seems to be no precedent for our country to succeed in killing prisoners. ”

"Yes, not really. Even the use of fourth-generation nuclear weapons under the pretext of nuclear testing will not kill a prisoner who insists on escaping. Xing Yan said categorically, "When the prisoner escapes, no one can take his life." You can only kill a prisoner if he tries to kill it—that's why Zhuang Yan and I made this plan, and that's why you need to be the bait, Lieutenant Colonel Veneto. ”

"Tell me the plan, I agree." Veneto didn't hesitate. Although she was fighting with Zhuang Yan, she knew very well in her heart: if the plan was successful, it would be the first malicious alien lifeform that mankind had successfully killed since facing the alien threat. This is a small step for the Republic, and even more so for all mankind.

"Okay. This plan is very safe for you. Xing Yan picked up the pen and paper and explained it with a gesture.

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When Wei Dongxian heard Zhuang Yan return to the base, it was like a prisoner hearing about the amnesty of the world, and suddenly had a new hope.

Zhuang Yan strode towards the office of the Minister of the Interior, his white trench coat fluttering slightly under his feet, attracting the attention of all the civil officials of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Anxious, everyone stopped what they were doing, or stood at their desks and looked out the door, or sat behind the glass window and looked up, and saw a snow-white trench coat that was incompatible with the high-level uniform floating into the base and walking directly to the top management office.

The Ministry of the Interior is the head of the eight ministries and operates the core affairs. Even if the six-member regiment tried to keep it secret, the civilian officials of the Ministry of Internal Affairs smelled the panic and whispered in private:

"There's going to be something big going on in the base."

And judging by the recent panic lockdown order, what is about to happen may not be a good thing. Although everyone theoretically has the consciousness of dedicating themselves to the country at any time, they are still very nostalgic for the suffering world in their bones, and they are not in a hurry to go to heaven to be the companion of Marx.

At the last moment, when the upper and lower colleagues were waiting with bated breath, Zhuang Yan descended from the sky, vigorously and resolutely dispatched troops, and worked with the special service executive officer to strategize and use the power of the executive officer to the fullest in an orderly manner. Compared with the panicked atmosphere at the base, Zhuang Yan's orders are firm and the direction is clear, like a game of rapid chess, bringing everyone a kind of steadfastness.

Wang Houzheng stood helplessly outside the office door, greeted Zhuang Yan lightly, the two looked at each other, and then hurriedly passed by.

"The minister is in a bit of a bad mood." Wang Houzheng reminded Zhuang Yan. He can handle tedious chores efficiently, but he can't solve problems for the minister, and when he feels powerless, he expects Zhuang Yan to do something.

Zhuang Yan nodded, unscrewed the door and went in.

Wang Houzheng saw Zhuang Yan, and couldn't help but think about the embarrassment when he first knew Zhuang Yan, and only felt like a world away, as if he had witnessed the vicissitudes of green seedlings turning into mature rice. When he first met Zhuang Yan, he was just a bankrupt scientist struggling between life and survival. Time has passed, and Zhuang Yan's back has been tall enough to carry hope.

Recalling Zhuang Yan's thrilling year with embarrassment, Wang Houzheng sighed solemnly: "Fortunately, I didn't make enemies indiscriminately." ”

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