Time Traveler

This is not a gang fight, it's just four guys who drank too much taking the opportunity to vent their excess hormones. More than fifty young people from the society were temporarily recruited from Internet cafes and billiards rooms. It seems that there are many people, but in fact it is a mess. In a blink of an eye they scattered and fled.

　　Lei fiercely beat them, cursed at their backs a few times, threw the baseball bat, and turned towards Caesars Palace. Yu Hanchao was confused by him and asked, "Boss, what are you doing?"

　　 "Go on playing." Lei Meng said nonchalantly.

　　 Liu Yanzhi followed and walked back, Yu Hanchao was anxious: "The boss drank too much, did you drink too much?"

　　 "The bill hasn't been settled yet." Liu Yan said straight, "We are not the one who eats Bawang's meal."

So the four of them swaggered back. Of course, it’s unrealistic to continue to play. They went to the front desk to check out. Lei Meng insisted on asking the cashier to collect 100,000 yuan. How dare the waiter call the manager, and finally paid 100,000 yuan on the spot. Lei Meng left contentedly.

"Don't go!" There was a roar from the building. Zhang Zongwei covered the back of his head with a handkerchief and hurried down with a group of big men. Caesars Palace raised a lot of thugs, all of whom were strong men over 1.8 meters. Thousands of days used soldiers for a while, now is a great time for them to show their faces.

　　 "Fuck you, I want to leave after hitting someone!"

　　 "I picked up their hamstrings and threw them into the river."

　　Lei twisted his neck violently, and the joints made a clicking sound. The dozens of small trash fish just now were not addictive at all. These security guards are a bit interesting and can practice their hands.

　　 Seeing that a fight is about to happen, Zhang Zongwei said something strange to everyone: "Call the police!"

Viagra is not a courageous person. The big boss of Caesars Palace invited him to watch the scene, not to cause trouble. Generally, small gangsters can rely on deterrence. Those who come to find faults will pay for their teeth, but this kind of way is unclear. For the fierce man, it is not a good strategy to rashly take action, and admitting counsel is not a solution. The only feasible option is to call the police.

Soon the police officers from the police station arrived and brought them all back to the station to deal with it. At this stage, it was time to compare backgrounds. The police were also people with vision. They were not handcuffed and arranged to sit and drink in the office. Tea, let them call for a relationship.

A few minutes later, the police station chief’s cell phone started to be busy. Phone calls, text messages, and WeChat were ringing non-stop. There were calls from friends in the community, and even from leaders of the Municipal Bureau, all for the cause of Caesars Palace tonight. The beating party turned out to be the security department of the Antai Consortium, in other words, it was the bodyguard of the party returning to the mountain!

There is no suspense in the final result. The Antai consortium is far more powerful than an entertainment venue like Caesars Palace. Besides, Lei Meng and others do not mean to bully others. The compensation is not bad. It's just that. It was over. When he walked out of the police station, Zhang Zongwei shook hands with Lei Meng, saying that he would not know each other if he didn't fight, and he would be friends in the future.

Lei Meng smiled. He didn't take it seriously. The task was too stressful and needed to relax. Fighting was the best way to relieve pressure. He was a bright person and said to Zhang Zongwei: "Don't be surprised, brothers just got off the battlefield. Down, the string was still tensed, not adapting to the peaceful environment."

Zhang Zongwei took a deep breath. He didn't feel that Lei Meng was bragging. The Antai Consortium’s industries are all over the world. Today, the world is not peaceful, and local wars and terrorist incidents are endless. To protect the Antai Consortium’s interests abroad, The party family is likely to send private troops to perform secret missions, and now look at the strong evil spirits and military taste on these people, everything will be clear.

　　 "Come to the Caesars Palace when you have time, I invite you." Zhang Zongwei said, patting his chest. He looked so proud, but the blood-stained gauze on the back of his head was a bit horrible.

　　 After all the relevant personnel left the police station, an unremarkable black modern car drove up. A few people got off the car and directly found the director and showed him the red law enforcement ID. The director immediately weakened his legs.

Regardless of whether it is the prison guards of the national security, public security or judicial systems, the anti-smuggling police of the customs system, the documents are all the black belt badges. Only the investigation department and the disciplinary committee of the party affairs system adopt the red copy. These people take the Central Investigation Department. The Central Dispatch Department is similar to the KGB of the former Soviet Union. It is a creepy spy agency. Not to mention a small director, the director of the Public Security Bureau of Omi, which can be won by a word.

　　 "What can I help you?" The director closed the door and said cautiously.

　　 "Tell me about the case just now." The leader of the investigation department speaks Beijing accent.

　　……

　　 This is just a small episode that cannot be too small. Lei Meng, Liu Yanzhi and others did not take it to heart. They returned to the training center and began to wait boringly again, waiting for the next mission.

　　 Zhuzi still returns to the private hospital. On the surface, it is a private hospital with a convalescent nature under the Antai Consortium. In fact, it also has the function of medical research. Dang Aiguo hired some biogenetics experts to study the Zhuzi sample.

　　Party Patriotic is doing its utmost to investigate the Kosygin plane crash in 1969. It was this air crash that directly triggered the war.

In 1969, Sino-Soviet relations deteriorated extremely. The Zhenbao Island Incident and the Tielekti Incident occurred successively. The Soviets suffered a big loss on Zhenbao Island, and they recovered another round in Tielekti, Xinjiang. They ambushed the PLA patrol and fought. Thirty-eight soldiers died, and the war was overcast. The Soviet military, headed by Defense Minister Andrei Antonovich Grechko, even advocated a preemptive nuclear strike against China and completely destroyed China’s nuclear facilities. However, the civil service system did not want to go to war, so Kosygin took the opportunity of going to Vietnam to mourn President Ho Chi Minh and wanted to contact China and ease the situation. However, at the funeral of Ho Chi Minh, China had no intention to contact the Soviet Union and avoided it. The boss of Xiu got involved. When Kosygin was on his way back to Moscow, the two sides established a communication channel, so Kosygin ordered the special plane to turn around and fly to Beijing.

In the original historical record, Kosygin flew to Beijing Capital Airport and had a brief meeting with Premier Zhou Enlai. The two sides exchanged frank views. This is diplomatic language. In other words, it was a quarrel, but it effectively resolved it. The crisis of war.

In the latest historical version, Kosygin’s plane flew from Irkutsk and exploded in the airspace of Inner Mongolia. It disintegrated and crashed. The members of the plane were dead. China and the Soviet Union had their own opinions. The Soviet Union insisted that Kosygin’s plane was It was shot down by the Chinese Air Force, but the Chinese side firmly denied it, but could not produce any evidence. The incident occurred in the desert Gobi, and the wreckage of the special plane was scattered within tens of square kilometers. The work of finding the remains and black boxes was quite difficult. China is in a very period of time, and everyone is as if taking gunpowder. It is said that Brezhnev called Chairman Mao’s hotline and was scolded in Russian by the operator of Gen Hong Miaozheng. In this state, Misunderstandings are inevitable.

Kosygin was the chairman of the Council of Ministers of the Soviet Union and a member of the Politburo of the Central Committee of the Soviet Union. He was known as an economic expert and a pragmatist. He joined Brezhnev and Podgorny as one of the troikas at the time and was equivalent to the Soviet Union. Premier Zhou, the prime minister of a dignified superpower was shot down and killed. How could the Soviets swallow this breath, the voice of the rationalists was suppressed, the difficulties of logistics supply were ignored, and the Russians carried forward the fact that they frequently sent troops to interfere with the European revolution during the imperialist period. The Soviet armored divisions on the borders of Xinjiang, Mongolia, and Northeast China brazenly sent troops to invade China under the cover of backfire bombers.

This is how the war broke out. After three years of fighting like this, both countries paid a huge price, and eventually ended with the withdrawal of the Soviet army from China. The Il-62 plane that triggered the war was also brought back to China by the Soviets. It was a black box. The information inside is still top secret.

There are many theories about the cause of the outbreak of the war. There are various rumors on the Internet. The meteorite shooting is just one of them. The party patriot ignores those big-selling goods. What he studied is the internal archives that he bought with a lot of money, combined with the collection of the last time. Intelligence, the meteorite shot down should be correct, but the files he can access are all unclear, so what is going on with this meteorite needs field investigation.

　　……

Near Jiang Yutan International Airport, a Gulfstream business jet was checking in. Dang Aiguo took his team onto the gangway. This time their destination was Hohhot, Inner Mongolia. After several hours of flight, the team was in Hohhot After landing at Baita International Airport, I changed to a leased Mi-8 helicopter to fly directly to the hinterland of the grassland.

　　 In the grasslands of Inner Mongolia in winter, snowy and extremely cold, inside a yurt somewhere in the Siziwang Banner, the Party Patriotic sought out the personal experience of those years, the 75-year-old former militia battalion commander Batel.

In 1969, Battelle was 27 years old. He was the cavalry battalion commander of the Siziwangqi Militia Division. When the incident occurred, he was patrolling nearby. The old man drank the horse milk wine and told the guests from afar in the melody of the matouqin. The story of the year.

　　 "It was a day in September, the autumn was high, the eagles circled in the sky, the descendants of Genghis Khan were grazing cattle and sheep on the grassland, and the militia soldiers galloped and guarded against the Soviet and revisionist invaders..."

After a long period of preparation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the old man finally got into the topic: “When there was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, I wondered how thunder thundered in broad daylight. When I looked up, I couldn’t see anything. I later found out what it was. At a height of 10,000 meters, the explosion is invisible. I seemed to hear the call of the eternal life, and immediately led the soldiers on the horses, carrying their submachine guns, and rushing towards the crash site."

　　Party Patriotic interrupted him and said, "Wait a minute, I would like to ask, did you know that the plane exploded? How far are you from the crash site?"

　　 "I don't know that it was the prime minister's special plane that exploded. The distance, it takes an hour to ride a horse."

　　 "Did you rush straight over, or have you been searching for a long time?"

　　 "I rushed directly over, and the floor was covered with aluminum skins, clothes, corpses, and various parts on the plane. That's terrible."

　　 "I'm sorry, how did you determine the position, relying on hearing?"

　　 "Didn't I just say it, it's the call of the longevity heaven."

The old man Battelle was a little dissatisfied with the party’s patriotic interruptions, gave him a glance, and continued: "We did not care about the wreckage. There is a strange thing that attracted us. Good fellow, it's half the size of a yurt. He was able to emit seven colors of light. One of my soldiers called Nasungerile felt rare when he saw him. He got off his horse and touched it. As a result, his hand was burnt."

　　 The party is patriotic and excited, what kind of meteorite is this, it is clearly an interstellar vehicle of an alien civilization.

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