"Ha, is this the end for me, in this snow-capped mountain with no one."

"Tota Old Fourth" Tie Hao gasped for breath, but there was not much air flowing smoothly into the body, even if he used regeneration potions to do temporary surgery, the broken chest cavity was still an accordion that leaked at will, and there was still "oil" everywhere.

He was struggling to breathe under a large rock, and the area around the improvised pit had been cleaned of as much blood as possible.

But he knew that such a disguise could not hide from the real hunter, let alone the transcendent who searched everywhere.

"At the very least, pass the information back."

He shrugged and tore open his clothes, took out the wrapped pouch from his chest, took out the satellite phone from it, and tried to link upwards.

And in the process, a thin red book fell, and at that time his work manual, the first page of which was the emblem of the great powers of the East.

Yes, he was a spy, or rather a latent intelligence agent.

He had been stationed in the border city for a long time, and this time he came with the convoy from the Red Star.

This time, when the whole of South Siberia was in flames, it was natural for him to dive into it, looking for the cause and the key point. But this time, as a high-level runner and sentinel, he encountered opponents who were far from being able to handle him.

A suspicious quasi-god from Siberia passed by, and with a single glance, he was knocked out of the subspace.

He wasn't killed directly, maybe just because of the East Face, and was spared.

But having lost his means of concealment, he encountered strong enemies one after another.

Now though managed to escape and tried to give himself emergency surgery.

"Whew"

The trachea was full of holes, blood was constantly oozing, and he was an ordinary professional. In other words, he doesn't have the rather outrageous immortality traits of many high-end professionals.

Is this the end of it?"

Blood loss and hypothermia had robbed him of his physical strength, and his vision had begun to blur into a nightmarish reality, and what made him most disappointed and helpless was the special satellite (god) phone that was supposed to work, but it had no effect at all.

Obviously, someone used some means to obscure all communication signals.

Tie Hao put down the phone and recorded his last words, hoping that after the cover-up was canceled, it would be able to take the initiative to distribute but what made him even more disappointed, even if he took this life, he still didn't get anything, and the news that was passed back had no practical meaning except that there was indeed a big brawl with top combat power here.

"At least, according to the rules, destroy."

Special satellite phones have a self-destruct mode, but certificates, letters, and badges of identification must be destroyed by hand.

He tried to reach out to the open document, and with a light touch, the fourth child of the "Tota Heavenly King Brothers", who was known for brute force, could turn it into powder, but .

"I'm a little reluctant."

This may be the last proof of his life, if it is destroyed, I am afraid that it is the corpse collector, and he does not know what is written on the tombstone.

Considering his current position, he didn't feel that his corpse had the possibility of returning to his roots, and every high-level professional was a wealth in itself, not to mention the so-called "ally", the quasi-god knocked out his "plane stealth" ability, just waiting for himself to die here, so as to recover his secret as a spy.

Tie Hao shook his head, doing his own business, he always likes to think more.

The other party should have disposed of his own lurker casually, and saw that it was the Oriental face who left a hand.

He struggled to get rid of his own characteristics first, so as not to become an unfavorable "evidence" in diplomatic representations.

"Smack!"

But at this time, the sound outside made him startled.

He hurriedly got up, he must hurry

"Boom!"

But at this time, the boulder that was thrown up, and the light that was sprinkled, made him fall into despair.

A man leaned on the stone and looked down at the light, his eyes fixed on the open workbook and the emblem on it.

"Me"

The next moment, Tie Hao's face was hideous, and his body began to twist and deform. He did not hesitate to overload his body, ready to use the secret method taught in the bureau to completely turn himself into a flesh bomb.

"Staging."

But the strange words fell, and his boiling blood suddenly returned to normal, and the most incomprehensible thing was that the pain on his body was almost gone.

His leaky trachea is actually fine?!

Not true! The most outrageous, how can it be Dongguo dialect?! ”

At this time, Tie Hao regained his eyesight and saw clearly, and the one who lifted the stone and smiled at himself was a young Oriental boy.

"Yo, brother of the Security Service? What are you busy with in my special forces under the Alien Management Bureau? Busy with suicide? Do you need me to help you?"

Well, in the face of this smile full of evil fun, what else can Tie Hao say. Shout for help!

"Help me. Dig me out, I've been hypothermic for a long time, is there any medicine? Drinks are also fine! Also, don't say goodbye next time, people are scary and scared to death, and I almost blew myself up. ”

With his words of complaint, he carefully put the documents and the ultra-small satellite phone back in his arms.

But in the process, he is actually observing Lu Ping'an. If you believe it casually, then you really don't deserve to come out and beg for a living.

And Lu Ping'an, who was holding the stone, shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the person in front of him threw out the documents and saw the emblem of the great eastern country with his real eyes, he might not have passed through the danger zone of several kilometers and dealt with a bunch of troubles and rushed over.

Ten minutes later, at another improvised station, looking at the spy brother who was holding a canned braised pork and munching on it and crying, someone waited patiently to exchange information.

And by the wall, there was a brown-haired and blonde-haired unlucky guy, who was looking at Lu Ping'an with fear on his face.

"One of them seems to be a follower, the boss who followed is dead, and the other should be a mercenary, if you are professional, wait for me to ask questions."

Lu Ping'an introduced a few sentences and took the initiative to propose an exchange of information.

He could see that the other party was at least a sixth-order sentry, and this kind of professional scout was rare and weak, but it was really useful on this occasion.

"I was originally disciplined, but since it is our man. Ahem, it's a big secret, I overheard from a quasi-god at my risk, and it seems, a fragment of a god fell here. ”

Lu Ping'an opened his mouth wide, a little unbelievable if your acting skills were too good, or if you really only knew this.

Is this the information you know? So what did you do here before?

"Well, I can't really blame him."

Lu Ping'an thought about it for a moment and shook his head, as if he had taken it for granted.

The moon god broke the link with this world and fell the fragments here, which was originally an unexpected event more than ten hours ago In fact, there should not be many people who know, after all, it involves the mystery of the gods.

The front-line intelligence officers at the grassroots level probably only know that there is an important thing to find, and as a spy on the eastern side, he naturally came to inquire about what happened when he saw your army set off.

In other words, now so many people are killing so happily and dying so much, I'm afraid that nine out of ten people don't know why.

I know, it's a fragment of the moon god Okay, you listen to me, I'm here for this, you help me, I'll help you. Brother Tie, you don't want your wife to have no husband and your daughter to have no father. ”