Final fight

In a base on the outskirts of the Chinese capital, the place is heavily guarded and heavily guarded.

There was no irrelevant figure to be seen for miles around.

Fortunately, since its establishment, the control here has become more and more strict, so it was able to withstand this zombie virus attack and did not suffer a devastating blow.

At this time, an emergency meeting was taking place in the general conference room of the base building.

The person sitting in the conference room was an elegant man wearing glasses. He patiently listened to the intelligence reports from various departments and maintained a gentle expression on his face.

"Director, the engineers of our IT Information and Intelligence Department have tried their best. Minister, he has tried his best to rescue three communication satellites, but the rest have not been successfully repaired." The Secretary-General of the IT Information and Intelligence Department reported the status of his department.

When Director Zhao heard this, he immediately said: "As soon as you get back, tell him to go back to the dormitory to sleep. Tell him that I don't want him to die of exhaustion at his post."

"Yes." The Secretary-General of IT Information Department immediately nodded in understanding.

Director Zhao then looked at the head of the Secret Service Department and said, "There is still no response from the agents outside?"

The person in charge nodded: "We can't contact you at all. Our minister has gone out to inquire about the situation personally."

"He really always likes to take risks on his own." Director Zhao looked a little helpless, "Also, A-level agent Lu Yiting can be officially removed from the list."

Everyone present immediately showed shocked expressions when they heard this sentence.

"Director, are you kidding?" The head of the Secret Service looked even more in disbelief.

Director Zhao smiled and nodded: "I am indeed not joking. From now on, he belongs to the military."

It is unprecedented for Class A agents to be delisted, because if they had not died in battle or had been directly retired from the Central Bureau of Special Operations, they would not have been delisted.

After the meeting was over and everyone else had left the conference room, Director Zhao's personal assistant said to him: "Director, is this really good? Yi Ting is a top warrior you have cultivated."

Director Zhao sighed, but kept a slight smile: "In the military, he is still protecting his comrades and his country. He is still a sharp blade."

"When I rescued him from that terrorist organization, and saw his eyes that were full of despair but never wanted to give up, I knew he was a good prospect."

Director Zhao recalled what happened more than ten years ago and said to his personal assistant, "Can you imagine that a six-year-old child worries every day that if he cannot complete the killing training, he will have no food and will starve to death?

.While he was enduring these fears, he still did not give up his belief in wanting to live."

The personal assistant listened to what he said with a look of emotion on his face: "Fortunately, the director rescued him, otherwise he would probably be a world-class terrorist now."

"But after all, he can't be trapped here." Director Zhao sighed again, "The secret service here is actually no different from those terrorist organizations. The only difference is that the beliefs and positions are completely different."

"I want him to receive more sunshine, I want him to experience the kind of military life that is open and honest, and I want him to learn how to love and how to be loved."

The personal assistant immediately understood Director Zhao's painstaking efforts. The Director indeed loved his adopted son deeply.

"So I will let him go." Director Zhao suddenly said with a naughty ending, "As long as he is still a soldier of the Celestial Empire, then he will be the Lu Yiting I raised."

"The reason why you took so much trouble to let him join the military undercover is so simple. It's hard for him to keep this secret." The personal assistant said helplessly.

Director Zhao chuckled: "Because Xiaoting is very simple, I told him that if he dared to reveal even a little bit about the Central Special Operations Bureau, then I would assassinate everyone who knew about it. He seemed to be interested in

I have no doubt about it.”

"Director, you are indeed a sinister person." The personal assistant couldn't help but curl his lips and said.

"As long as you know this kind of thing in your heart, there is no need to say it out loud." Director Zhao still said with a smile.

Personal assistant: "..."

Director Zhao looked out the window, thinking that after he said these words to Xing Lan, Xing Lan actually understood him.

He couldn't help but show a faint smile again.

Xiaoting, it seems that you really have a good boss.

"Huh?" Lu Yiting, who was dozing off, suddenly moved and opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Ye Yang's voice immediately came from beside him.

Only then did Lu Yiting realize that he had fallen asleep leaning on Ye Yang's shoulder.

The key thing is that, as the person who caused everyone's shock just now, he actually dozed off after a while without anyone else around.

Lu Yiting wiped the corner of his mouth. He accidentally dreamed of delicious braised pork and beef fried rice. Fortunately, he didn't actually drool in his sleep.

"Yangyang." Lu Yiting sat up straight and spoke in a low voice.

"Huh?" Ye Yang leaned over.

"When will dinner be served?" Lu Yiting's tone was particularly innocent.

Ye Yang's mouth twitched and his eyelids twitched: "Every time you wake up, you first think about food..."

Lu Yiting said helplessly: "I've been like this since I was a child, and I can't change it."

Ye Yang felt sad when he heard Lu Yiting talking about his childhood.

At this time, Bei Yiru, who was sitting on the other side, opened his strategic backpack and threw a small bag of snacks to Lu Yiting: "Lu, foodie, just order what you want. It's not time to eat yet."

Lu Yiting took the snacks thrown by Bei Yiru, and when he saw the words "tomato flavor" written on the packaging bag, his face suddenly stiffened.

"It would be nice to eat some. If you, a foodie, dare to be picky about food, everyone here will resent you." Bei Yiru said immediately.

So Lu Yiting didn't dare to complain about anything and just took this bag of snacks to fill his stomach.

Xing Lan looked at A Dong who was wearing sunglasses and asked: "How long will it take to reach the destination?"

A Dong immediately replied: "It will arrive in more than an hour, please be patient."

Lu Yiting asked Ye Yang while eating tomato-flavored potato chips: "Tell me, will there be beef fried rice in that northwest base?"

Ye Yang gave him a look of disdain: "Don't you mention beef fried rice to me!"

Lu Yiting paused while chewing his mouth, then looked at Ye Yang again and said, "What's wrong? Did the beef fried rice offend you?"

Ye Yang: "..."