It was a clear day, with not many clouds in the sky, but the breeze was caressing the corners of the lips.

And on this morning, the weather in Sydney seemed particularly hot.

The Operations Minister of Aoshui Club, an Asian man who looked to be in his thirties, was wearing casual clothes and riding into a special car for key officials affiliated to the Operations Department and leaving his home.

On the way, he had to ask the driver to turn the air conditioner a little more often. Due to his safety habits, his working hours and routes are determined by random numbers and he will never take a fixed route.

Moreover, the car is also the latest bulletproof product, with thick skin and thick flesh. Even if it is hit directly by an armor-piercing rocket launcher, it can still hold on for a while and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

After reading the routine report from the branch in the car, Operations Minister Zong Fenghan's car drove directly into a building in the heart of Sydney.

This place is nominally the head office of a security company, but this building is actually the headquarters of Kwai Shui Club in Australia. It is responsible for command and operates Kwai Shui Club troops all over the world. It also provides the communication and information equipment needed, and these equipment can be concentrated in this building.

Therefore, it can be imagined that the alert here is very strict.

If anyone intends to invade this building defended by heavy troops, even if a squadron of infantry is equipped with large caliber rifles and blasting landmines, or even intends to give countless other baptisms, he must be aware of being blocked in front of the level for more than half an hour.

If you cannot break into the inside within half an hour, you will face internal and external attacks.

As soon as Zong Fenghan finished the troublesome entry procedures, he chose to get off the car in the parking lot. Then he happened to meet a club cadre who came to work together, a colonel named Warnergo, and is a German Australian.

"Good morning, Your Excellency Minister."

The person who appeared in front of Zong Fenghan was this German Australian in his fifties. He wore a pirate captain-like eye mask and walked with a unique way of dragging his right foot.

It is said that this was the injury that Warnergo suffered during his time in the regular army, leaving behind a disability.

"Good morning, Colonel Warnergo, it seems that it was really hot this morning." Zong Fenghan also greeted the other party enthusiastically.

"That's not? Wait a minute, I will ask the maintenance department to thoroughly inspect the building's air conditioning system, otherwise it will be a big deal."

"Hahaha, now it's just a chat. Then again, how is the matter about Bruno?"

"That guy? After the torture was found, didn't he hand it over to you three weeks ago?"

"Of course I know this. I'm asking about his health now."

"Oh, let me think about it." Warnergo recalled before saying, "It probably has to be in the hospital for a while, all because of the inhuman means of interrogation."

Zong Fenghan and Warnergo entered the elevator together and pressed the floor button and moved to the higher floor.

In this closed environment, the two of them were alone, Warnergo lowered his voice, "Although the information obtained from torture is still inseparable, the Intelligence Department cannot make a complete conclusion. But no matter what, the current situation of Kilroon Company is probably going to be bad."

"It's true. Just..."

Perhaps seeing what Zong Fenghan was referring to, Warnergo's face became a little nervous, "Amit's guy from the sword is also very suspicious now. I guess the report from the Intelligence Department will treat this matter in this way."

"It's impossible. General, he is..."

"I don't know very well now. Rorio is still the same as he used to be. Maybe it's time for me to move. But at least so far, there shouldn't be any big problems here. For safety, I'm always in troubled safety procedures every day like this..."

"Oh. What's the solution? As long as you don't use strategic bombers, it's not that easy to attack the top leaders of our organizations."

As the two chatted, the elevator had already reached the 26th floor.

This place was built with two floors to set up the command center of the Kyushui Society Operations Department, and at this time there were already more than a dozen staff members at the headquarters at the center.

There are some dim but very spacious rooms everywhere, and there is no window at all. Instead, it is a super-large output LCD monitor that emits light and is vaguely flashing.

"Then, now I will start busy with Luo Luo, Colonel Warnergo." Zong Fenghan walked to Warnergo while responding to his subordinates' salute.

"Now, we have found that the enemy's command system is completely different from existing equipment. Otherwise, we would never have been able to have the intelligence preemptives by the other party before."

"Intelligence networks and tactical weapon systems with average technical level are useless for these unidentified enemies, or as Colonel Dark mentioned before."

But at this moment, suddenly, a violent impact began to attack the entire room.

It seems that some kind of huge explosive directly blows the entire wall away, and then crushes the machinery and equipment and LCD monitors here. The flames expand in an instant. Zong Fenghan's familiar subordinates are now being torn into pieces by high temperature and high pressure.

Then, all these strange emergencies turned into a wall of death, rushing towards Zong Fenghan, who had no time to react like a huge wave.

In addition, Zong Fenghan, as the Minister of the Operations Department, knew nothing.

...

In the past few months, Aoi Shui Club has used various means to save the time of the mecha war that occurred in India before, and also assisted the Indian government in stabilizing their position in the international community. The only condition is to block the relevant news.

In this era, not everyone has a mobile phone that can take pictures, and video recording equipment is basically a machine that directors can afford to play. Therefore, it is easier to block news than expected.

It is nothing more than clever intelligence operations and pressure, bribery, misleading the public's ethics, and then allowing the independent regulation created by civilians to easily keep the mass media relatively silent, even those related to local autonomous groups.

Western media organizations have also maintained a considerable degree of silence about the emergence of mechas.

The computer hackers of Kyushui Club continue to spread fake information on the Internet. Once they encounter someone with a very correct basis, they will respond with a "boring conspiracy theorist again."

And he cleverly disguised himself as someone else again, and sent out excess comments to strengthen this impression. During the extremely annoying debate, moderately slandering the "poster" or insulting his family, in short, he has to do his best to blur the focus of people's concern.

Until the end, there may be only one of the one hundred people who can notice the really important points.

And if that smart person asks questions, the underground palace hackers will change another pattern more cleverly and repeat the above actions. In short, most people will feel tired of this.

However, hacker comrades who specialize in eating this bowl of rice are basically not tired, so they can never draw meaningful conclusions.

The message "Unknown Mecha makes a big fuss in the Indian city" just disappears vaguely after the veil of imagination, and in most people's memories, they usually leave the impression of "Well, it seems like there is such a rumor."

The original huge news ended here and became a 'rumor'.

Not only the Underground Palace or the Aoi Water Club, this practice is also one of the intelligence tactics used by intelligence organizations and large enterprises in various countries.

Even organizations with a well-off budget will not be difficult to do such things as long as they use appropriate talents and network equipment.

However, this kind of behavior also has its limits, mainly at the macro-social level, whether it is the Kuishui Society or the underground palace, it can only be regarded as an ordinary organization.

Regardless of the outcome of the previous battle, the bored Wu Funing just turned on the radio's FM channel and tried to lower the volume.

Then, the gloomy and sad duet began to come out from the radio speakers, and Wu Funing did not want to change the atmosphere. So before the music ended, he just chewed dry food speechlessly.

"Hello everyone. Now I'll be in urgent need of the latest news for all the listeners. Let the reporter from the broadcast center tell the listeners this amazing news."

Then, the host on the radio changed to a woman's voice.

"Yes. I am Lin Mei. A large-scale explosion occurred in the center of Sydney, the capital of Australia just now. According to the latest news from Australian communications, at around 8:30 this morning at Nanjing time, a huge explosion occurred in the center of Sydney, and flames burst out near the twenty-fifth floor of a building."

"However, there are still no detailed reports of the casualties, and the building that exploded this time belongs to a general company called Hongwei Security Company. And this station does not know much about whether this incident was done by a terrorist organization. In short, there is still no news that Chinese people are working in this company..."

Is the building of Hongwei Security Company the combat headquarters of Kuishui Society?

After listening to the radio content, Wu Funing immediately took out the portable receiver and then called out the picture of the waves on the ground.

Just in the morning, you can see bursts of smoke coming out of one of the buildings, which looks like a scene taken from the roof of another building from a distance.

More importantly, just from the appearance, you can tell that it was caused by some kind of explosive object. Moreover, in the eyes of professional mercenaries like Wu Funing, this was probably a bomb of more than one thousand tons that was shot in, and there were still several consecutive rounds.

In any case, even if the combat headquarters has a steel-like security system, it is vulnerable to such violent brute force. Is the enemy dropping a bomb guided in GPS from a long distance from a high altitude?

Wu Funing couldn't help but worry that the safety of the headquarters was not a trivial matter. Then he urgently activated the satellite communication machine to obtain a connection with the Australian headquarters base, and a female low-ranking non-commissioned officer from the commander's center answered.

“How is the current situation of the headquarters?”

"Sergeant Wu Funing, I don't know about this issue. Now I just know that the combat headquarters has been bombed by unidentified enemies, and it is not possible to obtain a connection for the time being."

This nervous tone seemed to have known about Sydney.

"What people are more worried about is that the situation is probably not the case. The Mediterranean team and the South Atlantic team are now in a state of being completely unable to connect. And from the Indian Ocean team, there was also a warning - just five minutes ago, I was surprised to find that a large number of cruise missiles were approaching them."

At this moment, a strong interference noise was emitted from the communicator, but then it immediately returned to normal.

. "Hey! Is there any problem with you??" Wu Funing shouted loudly.

"Hurry up... answer... well, there is no problem now. There seems to be radio interference just now, and Line 2 and Line 4 are also... Alas! What's going on!"

"Hey, hey? Corporal?"

"I'm really sorry. Now the major and the colonel are very busy in the base, so I can only help you answer Captain Wei Changfeng's phone number."

"You can take it now. It's me, Sergeant Wu Funing."

The male voice with a little low noise came over the radio, and it was Captain Wei Changfeng, the commander of the Special Mobile Team.

"Captain? I am Wu Funing."

"Hey. Sergeant, our headquarters is not able to grasp the situation for the time being, and the bases of other teams have also been attacked at the same time. The entire organization has entered the alert system, and the situation is very bad. This time it is probably the opponent's total attack. It's really troublesome. We still don't know what will be like."

"No, will it be. The total attack on us?" Wu Funing was shocked.

"Don't worry, I know the interests, and in any case, I won't let these bastards do whatever they want. Sergeant, you can meet with a few other people as planned and come back as soon as possible. No..."

At this time, Wei Changfeng paused on the other end of the communication.

"My mission order was cancelled. In your case, it is too late now. Then you can standby temporarily. After getting along with the transportation opportunity, wait for further contact at the agreed location."

It's really too late, and the headquarters is probably in a state of constant competition every second.

Even if you are rushing here at the highest movement speed now, it will probably take at least six hours, so it will be completely meaningless.

In comparison, letting Longya, Zhenwu, Wu Funing, standby the powerful reserve force on a small private site in the archipelago in the southwest of the Pacific is undoubtedly the most correct judgment.

"Then, now you listen to me, Sergeant, you must guard Dragon Yarn. Zhenwu."

"As for orders! Another point, Captain, I told Major Shen Tao yesterday that their emotions are serious, please be more careful."

At this time, the communicator's noise began to become stronger, and the beeping noise became louder and louder, and the communication was eventually interrupted.

Silence, another team member looked at Wu Funing uneasyly, his side face frowned tightly.
To be continued...