About twenty or thirty kilometers northwest of the suburbs of Felton, not far from the high-speed locomotive lane, there is a horseshoe-shaped valley, surrounded by mountains on three sides, leaving only a valley less than a kilometer wide open in the direction of the locomotive lane.

In the middle of the valley is a complex of buildings that have been reduced to ruins, and the various buildings that are crooked from side to side are like corpses of reinforced concrete overgrown with wild grass, exuding a desolate and desolate atmosphere in the breeze, which makes people shudder. The steel wreckage of chariots, mechas, and other steel scattered scattered in the ruins seemed to tell people that this should have been a military camp.

"Buzz!" A few small birds, foraging among the broken ruins, were startled by a sudden low engine roar from the locomotive lane, and scattered and fled. A black elongated Bendaha luxury locomotive drove out of the locomotive lane with billowing smoke and dust, turned around and flew straight towards the valley mouth.

"Hey, this big brother, can you drive slower!" Inside the locomotive, Director Li of the Homeland Security Bureau of the new government in the San Proli Star District, pleaded with Zhou Po who was sitting in the driver's seat with a pale face. The superior maneuverability of this luxury locomotive was brought into full play in Zhou Po's hands. The three Haoyi people, who were somewhat accustomed to Zhou Po's crazy drag racing jishu, didn't feel much discomfort, but they just suffered the big director who took the locomotive driven by Zhou Po for the first time. His stomach was already in a state of turmoil, and if it weren't for the sake of face, he would have vomited a lot.

Zhou Po, who had done a simple disguise technique, was wearing a pair of sunglasses with missing temples, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but he didn't pay attention to the director of the security bureau who had been shaken dizzy, but with a slight effort under his feet, the engine nozzle at the tail of the locomotive suddenly spit out a light blue light, and rushed into the horseshoe-shaped valley with a sharp whistling sound.

"Wow!" Poor Director Li finally couldn't help it, and vomited so much that the whole carriage was suddenly filled with a disgusting and unpleasant smell. Seeing that "Irene" and her two bodyguards both showed disgusted looks, Director Li took out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped his dirty mouth indiscriminately, while hurriedly daoqian: "I'm sorry, miss! The subordinates really can't help it......"

"Alright! How far is it going? "Irene" covered her delicate nose with her hand, frowned, and asked impatiently.

"It's here, it's just ahead!" Director Li craned his neck to look through the car window, raised his hand and pointed to a place in the middle of the abandoned military camp that looked like the original training ground, and said to everyone in the car.

With a screeching screech, the elongated luxury locomotive made a graceful arc over the empty training ground, and came to a steady stop in a puff of smoke.

"Where are you going now?" After looking at the ruins outside the car for a while, Zhou Po's heart jumped faintly, he didn't expect that this Director Li would take them to such a desolate and remote place. It's not that he's afraid that this guy will cheat, but he didn't expect that after so many years of hard work in Melsa, the Military Intelligence Agency didn't find out that there was still a secret base of the new government's secret services here.

"Could it be that the base of these dogs is also underground?" Seeing that there was no entrance on the ground on the unobstructed training ground, Zhou Po couldn't help but guess curiously.

"Don't worry, wait a minute!" Director Li probably relieved himself from the strong "pleasure" of motion sickness, his face was slightly ruddy, and he reached out and took out a miniature terminal from his personal pocket, and crackled on it. The next moment, there was a faint tremor on the ground under the locomotive, accompanied by gray-yellow smoke and dust, and about a few dozen meters away from the front end of the locomotive, the originally flat ground ground suddenly cracked a square gap. The opening was large enough for three or five siege tanks to throw into it.

"Go out there! You'd better slow down, though, it's no bigger than it is outside! Director Li pointed to the square passage and reminded Zhou Po with palpitations.

"Buzz!" Hearing Director Li's reminder, Zhou Po tilted his nose, started the locomotive with a throttle, and led everyone into the square passage in the exclamation of the director of the Bureau of Homeland Security.

About a hundred meters below the square passage is the headquarters of the new government secret service in the St. Proli district. Hidden so deep underground, it is difficult to find out its specific location even if a special reconnaissance satellite located in space orbit is used. Moreover, there is an abandoned military camp above it as a cover, so it is no wonder that the agents of the Federal Military Intelligence Department have not been able to discover the location of the other party's headquarters for a long time.

At this time, in this secret underground base, the bald and fat Mu Yan had just finished reporting to Bertlem, stretched lazily, and lay comfortably in his leather sofa with his eyes closed.

Regarding the current situation, Mu Yan is still quite satisfied. Although the attack on the convoy of the Fifth Theater Special Envoy made him and his secret service severely reprimanded by the top brass of the new government. But the experienced Mu Yan still made a decision to save face for the Secret Service in the first time, that is, to completely close the net and cut off all the strongholds left by the Federal Military Intelligence Department in Felton City.

As for why such a decision was made, it was because his intuition told Mu Yan that the attack on the envoy's convoy was most likely related to agents of the Military Intelligence Department. Sure enough, during the raid on the agents of the Ministry of Military Intelligence, Mu Yan made an unexpected discovery. In addition to the MID agents, who had already been blacklisted, the Secret Service also captured six unidentified armed men.

And these six people are obviously all specially trained special fighters, and even two of the women actually have so-called superpowers. In order to catch these six guys, Mu Yan lost a lot of elite subordinates, which made him worry for a while. However, this also made him more and more sure that the attack on the envoy's convoy was definitely a good thing done by the agents of the Ministry of Military Intelligence and these six special soldiers. His reasoning was simple, in the city of Felton, to be able to ambush a convoy of envoys with armored personnel carriers and vicious fire assault vehicles, and to wipe out the entire convoy, there was no third Shili with such amazing abilities except for the new government military and federal military intelligence agents.

Therefore, in the report to Bertrane, Mu Yan finally won back Bertrane's trust in him with some trepidation. He also believed that as long as he was given enough time, he would definitely be able to find out the whereabouts of the missing Major General Hilton from the mouths of these captured MID agents and special combat personnel. Moreover, soon he was able to get the head of the MI branch in Myrsa to obediently surrender to him. Thinking of this, the corners of Mu Yan's mouth slightly raised a smug smile.

"Di" Just as Mu Yan was immersed in the infinite promise of the future, the communicator on the desk suddenly called. The smile on Mu Yan's face froze, as if he had a premonition, he turned on the communicator with some irritability, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?" ”

"Director, Director Li of the Security Bureau personally brought a few people over!" The figure of a young and beautiful woman flashed on the screen of the communicator, and reported to Mu Yan with a complicated expression.

"Oh? Who did you bring here? Is it an agent of the Ministry of Military Intelligence? Mu Yan's heart flashed, thinking that it was Li Zhuozan who brought Zhou Po, the minister of the military intelligence department who came to surrender to Chengcheng, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

"Probably not!" The young female assistant shook her head in denial, and continued: "He brought two men and a woman, and the two men were born face-to-face, but the woman seemed to be, it seemed to be ......."

"Seems like what?" Seeing that his expectations were disappointed, the irritability in Mu Yan's heart suddenly came up again, and his face sank and he scolded impatiently: "Say it quickly!" ”

"Yes, Director!" The beautiful female assistant looked stunned, and hurriedly said respectfully: "That woman seems to be the daughter of the Prime Minister's family, and her subordinates have only seen her from TV, so I'm not sure!" ”

"What? You mean Miss Erin, the Prime Minister's family? Mu Yan's heart trembled, and he asked in a lost voice. Seeing that the female assistant nodded very seriously, the thoughts in Mu Yan's mind suddenly became a little messy.

"Miss Irene? Why did she come here with Li Zhuozan? What does she want to do? And who is the one who brought it? One question mark after another, for a while, Mu Yan's bald head was stuffed, while frowning and thinking quickly in his heart, he subconsciously touched his smooth head, trying to touch a clue.

"Where are they now? Send the image over! After thinking about it for a while, Mu Yan still couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't think about it anymore, and asked the female assistant in a deep voice.

"They are at the entrance to the base, waiting for the order to enter the base! Wait, Director, I'll retrieve the image from the base entrance for you. The female assistant replied to Mu Yan while lowering her head and manipulating quickly. The next moment, the communicator on Mu Yan's desk flashed, and a picture of the entrance to this secret base appeared.

In the picture, Li Zhuozan, who is in a suit and leather shoes, is nodding and bowing beside a young woman wearing dark brown glasses, as if whispering something. Behind the two of them, there were two young men who looked like bodyguards, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, who were boredly looking at their surroundings. An elongated luxury locomotive was quietly parked in a huge underground garage in the distance.

"Miss Irene!" After carefully identifying the appearance of the young woman with a noble temperament, Mu Yan's brows jumped, and he was shocked in his heart. As the director of the Secret Service, Mu Yan is naturally very familiar with Erin, the only daughter under the knee of his master Bertlem.

"Quick, let them come in directly!" Mu Yan had already raised his hand to give an order to the female assistant. However, as soon as the words came out, a trace of vigilance flashed in the heart of this old and spicy Mu Yan, and he hurriedly changed his words and ordered: "Wait! You can help me connect to the Prime Minister's communication channel again! ”

"Yes, Director!" The female assistant outside the screen agreed crisply, and the picture of the communicator dimmed, and after a period of waiting, the female assistant's voice came again, "Director, it's connected!" ”

"Director Mu, is there anything else?" As soon as Mu Yan had tidied up his clothes and put on a respectful appearance, Burtlem's slightly tired old face appeared in the communicator screen.

"I'm sorry Prime Minister, but I'm going to disturb your rest! The subordinates want to take the liberty to confirm to you, have you ever asked your daughter to come here to find your subordinates in person? Mu Yan nodded at his bald head and asked cautiously.

"Erin? No? She only returned to the Prime Minister's Office half an hour ago! Bertreum was stunned at first, then seemed to realize something, frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong, Director Mu?" ”