Martin was surprised that Nial's Ministry of Defense had taken the initiative to invite him to Rula Rula, and he was also very disgusted with Caroline as a woman, believing that she always had too many scruples and did not have the fearlessness that a journalist should have.

However, Martin knew that if he asked for leave to go to Nial for some reason, Caroline, the person in charge, would definitely not agree, so he could only lie to Caroline, saying that he had something at home that needed to be dealt with back.

Martin resents Caroline, and Caroline dislikes Martin as an out-and-out refined egoist, a person who doesn't have the discipline of a team and only goes it alone.

Caroline even wondered how Martin's student council vice president during his college days led the student council.

So when Martin offered to go home and deal with things, Caroline agreed without hesitation.

As Rula Lula International Airport does not currently have the capacity to provide fuel support, the airport can only support short-haul routes.

Martin bought his ticket and went straight to Budillon, where he made another connecting flight to Rula Rula.

The Ministry of Defense's car had been waiting at the airport for a long time, and in the midst of a group of black people, Martin, who was a Caucasians, was particularly eye-catching, and as soon as he saw him, the Department of Defense people immediately picked him up.

As soon as Martin entered the Ministry of Defense, he didn't expect that there were dozens of people from Maozi Country here in the Ministry of Defense.

He suddenly began to regret a little, from the bottom of his heart, he was not willing to deal with the people of Mao Ziguo, he thought that these guys were nothing but barbarism or extravagance, not a symbol of modern civilization.

The Ministry of Defence seemed to see his confusion, and Deputy Minister Salma, who received him, told Martin that these were their trusted partners and that they were also obligated to contribute to peace in Nial.

Martin breathed a sigh of relief, in his opinion, whoever is an enemy of Vladimir is his friend.

The special envoy of the Yeroo family, Pugachev, and the deputy minister of the Ministry of Defense Salma of Nial, among others, received Martin in the conference room.

Martin was the first to tell the story of the last time he found shrapnel from a drone.

When Pugachev heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Martin, what about the ammunition fragments?" Did you bring it with you? ”

Martin nodded, and pulled the piece of shrapnel out of his handbag.

Pugachev took the shrapnel in his hand, he carefully examined and weighed it, and thought that Martin was not lying, what he said was the truth, judging from the appearance, quality and explosion of the shrapnel, it was indeed shrapnel of a laser bomb.

Seeing that this group of people began to trust their own judgment, Martin also became excited, "So I suspect that this air raid is still the ghost of Mi Guolao behind the scenes." ”

Now Pugachev and Salma couldn't sit still, this Ying Guolao was not bad at the beginning, it was quite reliable, why did the painting style change in a blink of an eye, and actually aimed at Mi Guolao.

Seeing that these guys were suspicious, Martin was even more proud, he always believed that the truth was in the hands of a few, and this situation was currently only visible to him in the world.

I saw Martin move the laser pointer a few dozen centimeters to the east, "Everyone, look, is there a military base of the Mi Army two thousand kilometers away from here?" ”

Pugachev nodded subconsciously, it is true that Mi Guolao has a military base there, which is well known to the world.

"As far as I know, the coverage distance of this β phased array active radar produced by your Mao Ziguo is 2,500 kilometers, that is to say, it just so happens that the military base of the Mi Army is within your range......"

Then came Martin's self-righteous analysis, and Pugachev and the others didn't listen to it at all.

Regarding this radar, they had already informed the Mi Guolao when they deployed it, and they used a castrated version, with a scanning range of about 800 kilometers, and would not pose any threat to the military base of the Mi army.

Mi Guolao also knew about this situation, and even if they didn't say hello, Mi Guolao would not dare to bomb the radar so openly.

So the information provided by Martin is only useful for one thing, and that is to confirm that the weapon used in these attacks is the Reaper drone.

But a Reaper drone costs nearly $100 million, not to mention the Philippines, and even Europe may not be consumed by a few countries.

Pugachev's side fell into deep thought, if they didn't find out where the Reaper drone came from, maybe the next second the Defense Ministry building would be devastated.

Although Martin's later analysis was outrageous, Pugachev still gave Martin a warm applause.

By feeling, Pugachev knew that the young man must be full of hatred for Vladimir.

Sure enough, the veteran Pugachev knocked on the side and chatted with Martin for a few words, which confirmed his guess.

"Mr. Martin, you don't know about the crimes committed by Vladimir and Rabosai, a brutal anti-political force, in Nial,...... Pugachev told Martin well, making Martin even more determined to expose Vladimir's true face through the news media.

"I think you can go there and tell the truth, and we can also provide the necessary help." Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Pugachev decisively threw out the bait.

"Really?" Martin's face was excited.

Salma, who was on the side, answered, "There is no problem, Mr. Martin, we plan to let you enter from Budynia." ”

Martin shook his fist with excitement on his face and said, "Well, if I get there, I will definitely expose the ugly deeds of Vladimir and his gang." ”

Pugachev and Salma smiled at each other after hearing this, and everything was silent.

Since Niyal and Budinha are friendly countries, even if Mushara was supported by Vladimir, he still had to abide by the basic international order, and they did not pay attention to a journalist like Martin, but only checked his passport and let him go.

This time, in order to show his attention to Martin, Nial specially selected several soldiers with good military qualities to dress up as civilians and go with him to the jurisdiction of the anti-political forces in Rabosai.

Martin was convinced that with the help of these soldiers this time, he would be able to complete the mission smoothly.

……

At the same time, a good drama directed by Nial Zhengfu in Bari is also about to be staged.

According to reliable sources, Metshaw only has a chauffeur and bodyguard at Barry, and this guy is not usually on campus.

So the content of their scene is that someone plays the killer, and the other person goes to the rescue.

Everything was going on right under Metershaw's nose, so much so that he was dumbfounded when he saw it, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

"Who are you? Why save me? "Metshaw asks two questions that are hidden in the depths of the soul.

"We belong to the National Security Service of Nial, and it was your brother Russell who sent the killer who attempted to kill you."

Metershaw seemed to understand a little when he heard this, but he didn't plan to deal with these life-savers.

As for why Russell committed himself, Metshaw still didn't know, mainly because it came from the mouth of Nial's politicians, and he felt that the credibility was not necessarily high.

"We've been secretly protecting you for years."

Metshaw was even more surprised this time, the Nial Security Service had been secretly protecting itself for many years?

No, he is the son of the anti-political armed leader Rabosai, and it stands to reason that the people of the Niyal Security Service will arrest him, but they actually claim to protect themselves secretly, and a protection is for many years.

Although Methshaw is highly educated and already has a doctorate, he still has a clear grasp of this complex problem, and he has no idea where the clue is.

He also knew that his identity had been discovered by these guys, and he didn't need to disguise it anymore.

Suddenly, the clever Metershaw said, "Thanks, I'm going home." ”

"Mr. Metshaw, can we talk to you?" The other party sent a sincere invitation.

"This?" Metershaw hesitated.

"We're not going anywhere, it's right in your school's square, and please believe that we don't have any ill intentions, and that our chats will only be good for you, and there will be no malice."

Seeing that the other party was chatting with him in the school square, Metshaw didn't resist, "Okay." ”

The playground of Barley University was full of people, and chatting in this place gave Metershaw a minimum sense of security.