Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

On the desolate hills and rocky hills, strong winds raised yellow sand all over the sky. The hot July sun shone on the desolate hills without any shade. On a simple earth-rock road under the hills, a heavily armed off-road convoy was speeding.

However, the thick armor plate installed on the outer shell brings a weight that is difficult for civilian vehicles to achieve. Even when driving on bumpy dirt roads, you will not feel too many bumps.

Wearing a desert camouflage combat uniform, Major Officer "Saber" of the Spear Bureau's special service team leaned on the backrest of the passenger seat and stared straight ahead in the back seat through the rearview mirror in the car.

Even though it was over 30 degrees in the carriage, Saber was still wearing a gray metal tactical mask, covering most of his face. It could only be seen through his exposed eyes that the major officer must be in a very bad mood at the moment.

; And the culprit of his bad mood was naturally the man in the back seat who was sleeping with his eyes closed.

Saber is the well-deserved elite backbone of the Divine Spear Bureau's special service team, an all-around top soldier on the battlefield. He serves in the Divine Spear Bureau's internal secret service with the highest level of confidentiality, the greatest protection, and the strongest combat effectiveness. Special warfare experts like him have always been

He was the vanguard arrow in the action, but this time he had to give up the front-line combat mission because of the forward movement, and took on the defense of the opponent with full of complaints.

Unfortunately, the person primarily responsible for causing Saber's bad mood was not aware of the psychological activities of the bodyguard comrade. Shortly after getting in the car, Qian closed his eyes and began to doze off. The lenses of his brown flat goggles blocked his eyes.

Judging from the rhythmic tapping of his head, it seems that the quality of his sleep is quite good.

Saber felt that his whole life's patience had been exhausted by the big head that was moving forward; he stretched out his hand towards the back seat and knocked hard on the window next to the forward head.

, the "clanging" window of the car didn't wake the driver up, but startled the young woman sitting on the other side of the back seat.

"What are you doing?" The young woman with short, crisp hair rolled her eyes at her saber with dissatisfaction, then lowered her head and focused on the pile of documents in her hand.

The knocking on the window stopped for a while, then he slowly raised his head forward, opened his eyes and looked around the car, stretched out comfortably as if waking up from a good dream, and asked in a vague voice: "

Have you arrived?"

"It's early!" Saber replied angrily, "You slept soundly, and you didn't pick any spots at all."

Qianqian didn't pay attention to Saber's cold face, and asked with an indifferent look on his face: "Don't you say that those who can sleep well on the battlefield are good soldiers?"

"How can we deal with a group of shrunken turtles hiding in a cave in a serious battlefield, and they are worthy of it?" Saber sneered contemptuously, "Besides, you are only a technical adviser, not a soldier."

Saber's contemptuous eyes were paired with a mean tone, with a strong sense of provocation, but there was no slight fluctuation in his forward look, and he still had that indifferent tone when he spoke: "According to what you said, this

This joint anti-terrorism operation should have ended successfully twenty-six hours ago, why are you still being dragged here, and the superiors asked me to make this trip specifically?"

"That's not our problem!" Saber slapped the car door, causing the driver to roll his eyes dissatisfied. "The problem is with the Tajik military, not us."

Xiang Qian nodded noncommittally, but his perfunctory look showed no sign of agreement: "Since it is a joint operation, the Tajik army is our friendly army. If the friendly army has a problem and cannot solve it, it will eventually turn into our problem."

——I am here specifically to solve problems.”

Saber stared expressionlessly forward in the rearview mirror, his gaze became extremely terrifying, as if he wanted to eat people; forward's indifferent expression coupled with that matter-of-fact tone - "You guys are out of business."

Problem, I will solve the problem" - even the dullest person can hear the sarcasm in his words; this is his rhetorical counterattack against the saber, understated, but straight to the point.

Seeing Saber being speechless and almost exploding on the spot, the young woman who had been processing documents in the back seat secretly rolled her eyes, not only angry at Qian Qian but also at Saber.

Anyone in the Divine Spear Bureau who has cooperated with Qiang Qian, whether it is the R&D department or the logistics department, from the command organization to the frontline special service, does not know that this person is a living hedgehog who catches and stabs whomever he wants. Using your hands with a saber is better than using your brain.

There are so many reckless men who dare to talk to each other. Isn't this better than pinching a hedgehog with bare hands and rushing to get pricked?

Seeing that the atmosphere in the car became more and more awkward as the silence continued - mainly due to the embarrassment of the saber - the young female agent "Vector" had to speak out to divert attention: "There is the latest news on the front line, members of the Ten Rings Gang have been confirmed

The last hiding place; they set up an operational base based on a local underground cave, and dug tunnels to build a very complex underground space. Currently, there are hundreds of members of the Ten Rings Gang confirmed to have entered the cave, including peripheral members."

"The operation has been delayed for twenty-six hours, and there is only this little progress in intelligence?" Xiang Qian gave an expression of "Did you miss something more?" which made Vector roll his eyes faster in his mind.

Double.

"The underground caves there are very complicated. They are both naturally formed and shelters built by local people to avoid wars in history. In addition, the tunnels recently dug by the Shijie Gang, even the locals cannot explain the specific conditions underground. After reconnaissance

The operation was difficult to carry out. In order to determine the approximate location of the Ten Rings Gang, more than a dozen local guides had been injured or killed; and for some reasons, many locals were unwilling to work for the authorities, and even the local police force, which was dominated by locals, also showed up

Refusing to execute orders multiple times.”

Vector patiently explained many things to Qiang, but in fact Qiang didn't listen at all, because he was already familiar with these situations; he had basically restored the current situation on the front line through the data compiled on the memory planet.

The whole picture is even more detailed than the situation reported by the vector. The focus at the moment is actually on another thing.

"Has the identity of the local leader of the Ten Commandments Gang been confirmed?" Qiang Xiang asked seemingly casually.

"The frontline troops have not yet met the opponent face to face, but based on the descriptions of local people who have come into contact with him, there is an 80% chance that it is Mandarin's son Temukin."

"It's a big fish." The forward pupils shrank slightly when they heard the three words "Mandarin", and immediately returned to normal, "The bureau plans to use him to catch Mandarin?"

"I don't know if the bureau has any further plans, but..." Vector said hesitantly, "This Temujin has only appeared in the leadership of the Ten Rings Gang in the past five or six years. Information collected from all aspects shows that

He is Mandarin's son, but there has never been stronger evidence to confirm it, and we cannot be sure of his true relationship with Mandarin."

"It's okay. Once we're caught, we'll have plenty of time to ask slowly," Qiang Xiang said in his usual indifferent tone. Only people who were familiar with him could hear the strong murderous intent hidden in it.

The off-road vehicle drove all the way to its destination - a field camp in a mountainous area.

He got out of the car and looked around, and suddenly found something missing. He turned around and asked Vector, who was getting off the car on the other side: "Where is your captain?"

"The Tian team has been guarding the front. The people of the Ten Rings Gang have tried to break out several times. The Tajik army on the front line is a little unable to hold on." Vector looked at the center of the camp. There were seven or eight officers in different military uniforms in the distance.

They came over and said, "All the armies from various countries participating in the joint operation have sent people to greet you. You are very proud of yourself."

Showing disdain to the front: "What's the use of face? Can it be used as food? How can I make them understand that when I sell weapons, I will never give a discount just for the sake of face?"

"Face is given by others, but you lose it yourself; when people give you face, you should take it first whether you want it or not." A cold voice sounded from behind Qian Qian.

Hearing the sound, he involuntarily stiffened his body. He turned his stiff neck and looked back. The captain of the special service team of the Spear Bureau, who was nicknamed the "Weather Witch" in the outside world, was watching him coldly from a few steps away.

The Weather Witch was wearing a compact combat camouflage uniform, with a slender figure and a pair of large windproof goggles on her face, which made it difficult to see her expression clearly, but she felt forward that it was not a good look.

After a somewhat perfunctory response to Vector and the saber salute, the Weather Witch stared forward and asked: "The order I received said that you brought targeted new equipment. What is it and where is it?"

Xiangqian took a deep breath and tried to maintain a relaxed tone: "The drone is in the sky; we have to pass through the airspace of several countries along the way, and it took a while for air traffic control to go through the procedures." He got back into the car and touched it.

He took out a tablet and quickly operated it a few times, "Oh, it will be there soon."

He turned on the tablet screen towards the weather witch and carefully observed the other party's face; however, the weather witch showed no change in the lower half of his face. He just glanced at the screen and turned to face the approaching countries.

officer.

Looking at the back of the Weather Witch, Qian Qian unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief: It was really stressful for him to face that powerful aura - this was the root cause of Da Xiaoluo's illness.

Vector on the side was confused: Why did the living hedgehog feel a little guilty when facing his captain? She turned her head and cast her puzzled eyes on her teammate Saber, but Saber only glanced forward with a mocking look.

Following in the footsteps of the Weather Witch, I have no intention of interpreting vectors at all.