Absolute Honor

When fierce fighting broke out in the waters of Comoro, Boris, who was far away at the base of the French island, did not know all this.

The room is brightly lit, and the fan is still blowing lazily. Is it shook your head? There is a melodious sound of music flowing from a miniature sound system, which is the piano of the famous French composer Claude Archdebussy Song-"Moonlight".

Boris still tilted his slender Erlang legs on the table, resting his right hand and left hand on the table and gently tapping the tabletop, as if he was hitting an invisible piano key, with a wide-mouthed glass in his right hand. It was filled with amber liquor-but it was no longer the bottle of Scottish single malt whiskey that M had given before. He replaced it with a bottle of Basmaya from the Gascogne region in southwestern France.

In Boris's view, single malt Scotch whisky is similar to footwashing water in front of Maya.

The phone on the desk rang.

Boris's gaze was instantly attracted, he grabbed the microphone and pressed it to his ear.

"I'm Boris."

On the other end of the phone is one of his off-line spies, who had been stationed in Comoro before and worked in the court, which can be regarded as Boris's eyes inside Comoro.

The off-line voice was low on the phone and was cautious. Whether to interrupt it, it seems that the place to call is not very safe. He must pay attention to the surrounding environment to prevent anyone from discovering himself.

A minute later, Boris put down the microphone and poured the glass of wine into his mouth.

Things seem to be getting more and more interesting.

...

Over the territorial waters of Comoro, near the firefighting zone.

The two Mirage 2000s have already circled more than half of the voyage according to the established flight route, and in half an hour, they can return home without incident.

At this moment, the lead pilot in the front of the two-aircraft formation suddenly broke the silence of communication.

"Nightingale 2, on the right front of the sea, about 6 kilometers away, there is a firefight."

The wingman seemed to have noticed.

"Nightingale 1, I saw it, they seemed to be playing very lively, should I lower the height to confirm the identity of both parties?"

"Nightingale 2, allow to lower the height, pay attention to their firepower."

"Nightingale 1, don't worry, they probably don't have anti-aircraft missiles."

After speaking, he lowered the nose and flew towards the flames on the sea.

Soon, the wingman skimmed over the sea at low altitude, then gently pulled the nose and flew back to an altitude of 2000 meters.

"Nightingale 1, confirmed the identities of both parties. The two are rubber boats, which seem to be members of the X mercenary group, and the four of our domestic high-speed interceptor boats, the Manta-class high-speed interception boats, seem to be members of the Comoro Navy. "The wingman pilot asked: "What should we do? Do you fire on the X mercenary group?"

"Nightingale 2, don't fire for the time being, I must ask Lieutenant Colonel Boris." The pilot pilot immediately began to call the base: "Base base, call Lieutenant Colonel Boris, this is Nightingale 1."

"The base received it, please speak."

"On the northwest of Comoro, about one hundred nautical miles from Tana Island, four Manta-class high-speed interception boats of the Comoro Navy and two rubber boats of the X mercenary regiment were found. I asked for instructions on whether to assist the section. Morro Navy attacked mercenaries?"

"Please wait."

The officer on duty at the base didn't seem to have any relevant instructions, but there was one thing. Obviously, Boris had confessed to them. The situation was first reported to him, and his permission could only be authorized to fire.

...

In the office, Boris was lost in thought.

The offline call just now brought an astonishing news-Gary had been killed by the Black Sun mercenaries in the office, and now the Black Sun mercenaries have evacuated from Comoro and disappeared. The whole country is temporarily controlled by Lausanne, but Signs of riots have begun to appear everywhere.

The whole news is unexpectedly full.

Boris didn't expect that Gary, who had been talking to him dozens of minutes ago, was now a cold corpse.

He also didn't expect the people of the Black Sun organization to be so cruel, he said that he would do it. Although he had guessed before, maybe the Black Sun organization would kill Gary who knew too much in order to cover up his dirty trade.

The original guess was when Qin Fei was about to break through Comoro, not today.

Video materials have appeared on the dark web, and Boris had to admire Qin Fei's execution.

He didn't know where Qin Fei came from, and obtained the vital evidence.

This is more powerful than what he obtained from the raid on Marlow Island. It can only be said that Gary is unable to resist in the face of these evidences, and the game is completely finished.

This time the action and layout are simply perfect.

Qin Fei is a master of tactics, and sure enough, there is no adulteration at all.

Boris was considering how to contact Qin Fei next. Now Qin Fei has grabbed a good hand of cards, there is evidence, there are troops, and there is Princess Charlotte who is the most popular in Comoro.

It can almost be said that Qin Fei won a complete victory in this political bet.

The phone on the desk rang again.

Boris picked up the microphone, and the voice of the officer on duty came from inside.

"Lieutenant Colonel, the Nightingale flight team has found that the Navy and the X mercenary regiment are engaged in firefighting in the northwest waters of Comoro. The pilot asks whether to fire and who to fire on? Or just evacuate?"

"Who do you want to fire?"

Boris moved slightly in his heart.

A thought flashed through his mind for a moment.

Fire at the people of the X mercenary group.

The cards in Qin Fei's hand are so good that he seems a little passive in contact with him. Before, he suggested to him to attack Malo Island, but he actually changed his plan. On the surface, he told himself that he was going to Malo Island, but he actually went to Tana Island.

What's more terrifying is that he got even more important information and evidence in the palace on Tana Island.

This proved that Qin Fei had already had another source of intelligence before, and it was more effective than his own ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This was an uncontrollable figure.

As an intelligence chief, Boris has become accustomed to controlling others, and he doesn't like being held back by others.

In that instant, Boris almost blurted out, telling the duty officer to let two Mirage 2000s kill Qin Fei.

In this way, it seems that the person negotiating with him will become Charlotte, and Charlotte's female stream is better than Qin Fei's kind of control.

This is really a bold and tempting idea.

Boris really does not deny that he is an adventurer. People who are in charge of intelligence often have to take risks in certain things. This is Boris's style.

It is not too easy to kill two rubber boats, two missiles can be done.

Or do nothing, let the Phantom 2000 return to the sea with nothing, four interception boats should also be able to handle the X mercenary group.

This idea looks very good.