The sun sets westward.

It was mid-September.

Northern City.

It is already the autumn of the northern country. Although it is not yet the season for leaves to fly, its location northward at 40 degrees north latitude still adds a touch of bleakness to the city.

The pedestrians were in a hurry.

Night is approaching.

For a huge city with a population of tens of millions, the crowds seem to be too crowded to describe the busyness and vitality of the city.

Countless people who are called "Beijing drifters" are struggling in this city with hope.

In the eyes of foreign media.

The city seems to have two most distinct edges.

This is a modern city.

But those high walls, those flying eaves, those red walls and green tiles make people unforgettable that this is a city with an ancient history.

On the main road located in People's Square on Zhuque Street, the wide streets are coming and going, which keeps the city busy, but also makes people linger here.

After all, this is the most sacred place in the Republic.

Similar to the White House in the United States.

The Ministry of Defense building is not towering.

The afterglow of the sunset broke through the window and sprinkled on the smooth mirror-like corridor floor of the building, and the figures reflected were in a hurry.

The sound of footsteps made people look up at the person coming.

This is a young soldier wearing a grass-green military uniform, carrying two levers and three shining stars on his shoulders. It is indeed rare to see such a young school official.

"Director Zhou!"

"Colin!"

"Hello, Director!"

There were many different names, but without exception, the young colonel kept nodding, but did not speak.

Almost everyone who passed by could see that the person seemed in a hurry, and he could take two steps in one step.

"What's wrong with Director Zhou? It seems that something big happened!"

"What big thing can happen? It's not for the recent incident, but it's strange that the Americans are really scared this time and are ruined by a mercenary."

"That man will die sooner or later. Americans have always been accused of grinning. That guy has killed three Americans helicopters, worth hundreds of millions of dollars."

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

The knock on the door was almost simultaneously with the falling footsteps.

Apart from his slightly squinting breath, Zhou Liang was indeed in a hurry.

It was not that he was anxious, but that the news was too shocking. He couldn't even believe that the report he wrote in his hand would be true.

"Come in!"

A slightly thick voice came from behind the door.

Push the door straight open.

Zhou Liang hurried in.

He saluted a military salute that was extremely standard.

"You need to check the information from the intelligence department immediately."

The unusual voice and tone made the general sitting behind the desk suddenly change his expression, and he took the folder from Zhou Liang without saying a word.

I looked around and looked carefully.

The expression on his face immediately became a little solemn.

After a while, I looked up.

"Is the message confirmed?"

"I'm sure, this is the intelligence that the Intelligence Department just obtained, and now it's probably spread all over the world.

If we hadn't issued an order to let the telecommunications department pay attention to supervision, the whole country might have known it now."

Bang!

An extremely loud sound spread in the office.

The middle-aged general then walked over his desk and walked back and forth to the center of the office for a few steps, then quickly walked to the bottom of the east wall, looking at the giant map on the wall.

"What's the reaction of the United States?"

"Not yet, but according to my judgment, Americans have always been unable to suffer. This time, most of them will have to take action against the Ribians. Now it depends on whether they can convince the United Nations."

The general didn't speak.

He just looked at the map on the wall tightly, and the expression on his face looked extremely serious.

This is indeed very tricky.

The mercenary has been confirmed to be a Chinese.

Logically speaking, since the other party's identity is a mercenary, he must be responsible for his own actions. The country has no obligation or responsibility to shelter him from the wind and rain.

But the key point now is that the Americans seem to have insisted on the fact that he is a Chinese, and have already put the hat on the Chinese military.

It’s just because there is no evidence that I dare not question it publicly.

China is no longer the one that can be controlled by others!

This country now has the strength to protect its dignity and honor, and has the responsibility to protect its people and country.

It is not that simple for Americans to become kings and dominate China.

The great leader once said, "We must support whatever the enemy opposes, and we must oppose what the enemy supports." What's more, what the Americans are trying to attack is a Chinese who has already been identified.

Even if he is a mercenary.

After a long silence, the highest chief of the Ministry of Defense still seemed to have not made up his mind.

It was not that he did not dare, but that he was pondering what measures he would take to be the most beneficial to the mercenary.

"This kid is a talent, it's rare!"

Standing behind the middle-aged general, Zhou Liang just listened but didn't speak.

Talent?

Using talents to evaluate the guy with the code-named "Duke" is really a bit lacking. Anyone who knows the process and result of this armed conflict is very clear that he is no longer as simple as a talent.

He has read the complete information of Li Changjiang, starting from in Benghazi at the beginning of the year and has been traveling across the Egyptian-level and Ribya borders now.

The ** Army rushed out one after another, not only in and out, but also saved many people, killing more than 300 rebels.

Kill more than 5 top MI5 killers and agents in the city center of Paris, and go deep into the heart of the Egyptian-level.

In less than 10 days, more than 20 U.S. Navy SEALs, more than 40 Marines, and five military helicopters were shot down and destroyed.

If any military commentator or expert evaluates it, it is probably not just as simple as talent, which is beyond the definition of talent.

This guy is simply a human-shaped atomic bomb, killing wherever he goes, with great deterrence and destruction.

Of course, life is also very hard.

In this case, you can escape from the Americans. I don’t know if it should be said that the Americans are stupid or that he is too smart.

"It's better to bring him back directly in the name of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."

"Bring it back? Do you know where he is now?"

"Yes, the chief, the intelligence department has found out who was responding to them. If you read it correctly, it should be a Russian freighter in the Mediterranean."

Russian?

The middle-aged general was stunned.

If it is Russian, it would be a bit unreasonable.

The Russians have had a hard time over the years, and there is no need to provoke American uncles at this time. Now the strong man from the north is not very easy.

Domestic economy is declining.

The international situation is urgent.

If you make a mistake, you will be in a state of doom. At this time, there is no need for the Americans to point their finger at him.

"Let's just ease it down for now. We can only wait and see if we are not allowed to intervene directly. Let's see what the Russians will react before talking about it."

Mediterranean.

The slightly drunk sea breeze blew on his face. In addition to a touch of fishy and salty smell, Li Changjiang also smelled an unprecedented smell.
To be continued...