Wind Rises in Dragon City

Near Hantang Street, in a dilapidated building.

At this time, the guard brigade of the Chinese corps and the soldiers of the garrison brigade of the first corps deployed the entire building to closely protect the foreign minister of the military and political council of the first district.

The foreign minister himself was standing in a room, and with the help of several soldiers, he was changing the military uniforms and body armor of ordinary soldiers. Lu Zhen was standing next to him, holding a phone in his hand, and was constantly communicating with people.

"Damn it, are you sure you want an old man in his sixties to wear equipment weighing tens of kilograms? Do you want to murder me?" The blond foreign minister, sweating all over his head, was suppressing his inner panic with anger Emotions.

"Mr. Foreign Minister, we are not sure how many snipers are out there. If you are very resistant, you can go out in a general uniform. I don't mind."

"…damn it!"

At this moment, at the entrance of the building, Kong Zhenghui rushed here in a hurry.

"Sir, you can't go in!"

The soldiers at the door stopped him, and one of the white soldiers reminded Kong Zhenghui firmly in English.

Kong Zhenghui took out his ID and said anxiously, "I am Kong Zhenghui from the Security Council. I have already communicated with Secretary-General Lu. Let me in quickly."

"No, no one is allowed to enter this building now." The white soldier said, pushing the safety on the automatic step with his finger: "Please return to your own position immediately."

"Wow!"

Other soldiers around also raised their muzzles and pulled the bolts.

Kong Zhenghui frowned, and could only stand outside the door, shouting at the top of his voice, "Secretary Lu, Secretary Lu! It's me, Kong Zhenghui!"

The shout resounded on the first floor of the building. After Lu Zhen in the room heard it, he hung up the phone, waved to the person next to him and said, "Let him in."

"Let go." The officer next to him picked up the communicator and ordered outside.

At the door, the soldier put down his gun and turned around to make way. Escorted by two guard soldiers, Kong Zhenghui walked in with a somewhat embarrassed appearance.

He walked to the house, instinctively glanced inside, and saw the foreign minister standing inside, changing his clothes. At the same time, there are some officers beside them, holding communicators, constantly contacting the headquarters of the First Corps.

Lu Zhen stepped out, glanced at Kong Zhenghui, closed the door inside, and asked with a frown, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Kong Zhenghui paused for a moment, and said very firmly, "Secretary Lu, I know who planned this assassination."

Hearing this, Lu Zhen was slightly taken aback, and then asked, "Who is it? How do you know?"

"Is such that…"

Kong Zhenghui explained the guess in his heart to Lu Zhen with certainty. After the latter listened, his brows were furrowed and his expression was complicated.

Seeing his expression, Kong Zhenghui immediately said: "Think about it, when the gunshot rang out, Commander-in-Chief Wang was dead, and immediately afterward, the entire Dragon City was fired. Obviously, they planned this beforehand. The purpose is to destroy the internal unity of the Chinese Corps and cause a series of chain reactions. Secretary-General Lu, it is so chaotic outside and there are firefights all around. Someone must be fishing in troubled waters inside us and trying to attack the foreign minister. We don't know who is the ghost. It is very dangerous to evacuate normally now. It is impossible for you to let the troops of the two armies protect the foreign minister?"

Lu Zhen lowered his head and pondered for a long time, feeling that what Kong Zhenghui said made sense. It is precisely because the current situation is very chaotic that the foreign minister changed his clothes in the room and wanted to evacuate quietly among the troops.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and asked the other party: "Then what do you think?"

"We can do this..." Kong Zhenghui immediately lowered his voice and whispered something in his ear.

After listening to this method, Lu Zhen did not answer immediately, and there was still some hesitation in his eyes.

Kong Zhenghui looked at him, and said in a hasty tone: "Secretary Lu, trust me, only in this way can we find out how many people are mixed in the army. Even if we can't find out, we won't lose anything, and we can increase Security for the foreign minister to leave."

Lu Zhen thought for a while, finally nodded and said: "Okay, I will do as you said."

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand at the brigade commander of the guard brigade next to him, and when the other party came over, he told him: "The situation is like this..."

The two sides communicated in a low voice.

…

At the same time, the fringe area of ​​Han Tang Street.

In a spacious compound, more than 80 soldiers in special combat uniforms held weapons and squatted here.

Yuan Biao is like an ant on a hot pot at the moment, restless. After reuniting with Yu Mingyuan, he originally wanted to join the **** team as planned to complete the task of capturing the foreign minister alive.

But he didn't expect that the garrison brigade's reaction would be so quick. Now the entire Hantang Street is under martial law, and the inside is under their control, and the troops on the outside can't get close at all.

Not only Yuan Biao, Yu Mingyuan was also very anxious at this time. He was wearing earphones, and while listening to Dai Quan's report on Yao Doudou's situation, he also worried about whether the task of arresting the foreign minister would be successfully completed.

After waiting for a while, Yu Mingyuan couldn't hold back anymore, turned his head to Yuan Biao and asked, "How's the situation over there?"

"Don't make any noise." Yuan Biao sat on two square bricks, waved his left hand towards him, and held the communicator with his right hand, listening to the voice on the public channel.

Five minutes later, there was still silence in the public frequency communication system, and no one shouted again.

Seeing this situation, Brother Qiu, who was wearing the same style of special combat uniform beside him, couldn't help asking, "Why is there no movement on the public frequency?"

Yuan Biao put down the communicator, thought for a while and said: "They must have noticed that someone in the team has mixed in, so they locked all channels, and it is estimated that they have changed to a point-to-point communication method now... We should have been dragged into other frequency divisions, Unable to get in touch with other troops, we can only passively accept the information given to us from above."

Brother Qiu frowned: "They reacted much faster than we expected. If this is the case, this matter will be difficult."

After the voice fell, everyone couldn't help being silent, and everyone bowed their heads to think about countermeasures. At this moment, the communicator suddenly buzzed, and then a voice came out: "Special Operations Team 1, are you there? Please call back!"

Yuan Biao was startled when he heard this voice, because he recognized it as Lu Zhen's voice.

He thought for a while, and immediately replied: "The first team of the special operations team received it. I am the captain Yuan Biao. Please tell me."

Lu Zhen immediately ordered: "You immediately lead the troops to the intersection of Sanhe Street and Tiandi Street, and clean up and guard within one kilometer here."

Yuan Biao paused for a moment, then asked: "Is there any cooperative unit?"

Lu Zhen replied: "No, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com This area is only your responsibility. Remember, don't let any unit approach that area except you, clean up quickly, and report when the work is done. You are far from the target The location is very close, I will give you ten minutes."

Yuan Biao said hastily again: "But people from the garrison brigade won't let us in."

"I have communicated with them, and they will let you go. Go, that's it!"

"yes!"

After finishing speaking, the communication was hung up, Yuan Biao turned his head and waved to Yu Mingyuan and the others and said, "There is a new mission, let's go there."

…

On the border between Laomo and Longcheng, the 300,000 troops of the Allied Forces have already started to move, heading straight for Longcheng. However, the marching direction of the main force is slightly different.

In the command vehicle, Su Tianyu held a communicator and shouted at Tan Mingchao: "Your task is to tie me to the connection zone between Longcheng City and the base of the First Corps, and nail it to me at all costs." Then, wait for the big troops to pass by."

Tan Mingchao replied loudly: "Yes!"