In the Chongcheng City area, Wu Jing took three people away from the trading company, drove together and rushed to the snatching location.

About two hours later, at the foot of Xiushan outside Chongdu, Wu Jing's car stopped on the street in the living village.

After a while, a military personnel with ordinary appearance and ordinary clothes came over, turned around and took a look around before pulling the car door and sitting in the back seat.

"Group Wu, he is in a boarding shop in front." Military intelligence officers said to Wu Jing.

"Is it just him?" Wu Jing asked.

"He came here by himself, but we don't know who he met." The military personnel replied softly: "Our people followed him to the boarding shop, and they had been talking in the guest room on the second floor."

"How many people did he meet?" Wu Jing asked again.

"This is not easy to determine." The military personnel shook their heads: "There are only one people who picked him up, but we don't know how many people there are in the house and whether there are other rooms in the yard.

Wu Jing nodded: "What are he going to do when he ran so far in the middle of the night?"

"It's quite abnormal. His life was very regular in the past few days, except for the unit and at home." Military intelligence personnel frowned and replied: "I suddenly came outside the district today."

"Split two groups. If he wants to go back later, I will stare at it, and then you will take someone to stay in the people in the boarding shop, so let's keep in touch."

"clear!"

After the two sides had a while of communication, the military personnel got out of the car and returned to their gaze.

In fact, many people think that the work of military intelligence officers is very exciting and they are in a state of tension almost all day long, but what they don’t know is that military intelligence officers are actually very boring for most of the time.

It is common to sharpen a sword in a year, or even ten years.

Since work needs to be highly confidential and may be in danger of life once exposed, many military personnel are no different from ordinary people during dormant. Moreover, the upward path of most people is relatively narrow, because the chance of large cases is not high.

Take the Chen Group as an example. Although they have not established a government yet, there are at least 6,000 core personnel in their subordinate military intelligence departments. It is impossible for anyone to have the chance to encounter big information and big cases, so the accumulation of personal military merits is relatively slow. Many people will not achieve anything until they are 40 or 50 years old.

Wu Jing and others sat in the car, waiting until after 2 o'clock in the morning, the No. 5 target appeared. He drove into the car alone and returned to the city center.

On the way, Wu Jing took the phone and whispered: "You bite the other end of the boarding shop to death, don't forget to leave a non-staff member. Once it is discovered, someone can notify me as soon as possible."

"I understand, team leader!"

After a few words of communication, the call ended.

...

Near the Old Triangle, Fu Zhen and Lao Zhan and others have been waiting in a test field for several days, but Meng Xi has not called them.

These people were very confused. They didn't know what to do in this mission. The upper level had neither details nor plans.

Inside the greenhouse.

Fu Zhen held a hand of playing cards: "Two and three, I'm done."

"Are you stupid?" Old Zhan cursed: "Can two or three control two?"

"Why can't you care? You haven't been to school before. Isn't three or two older?" Fu Zhenli asked with confidence.

"Brother, have you ever played Landlord? This game has been around for decades, and I haven't heard of two or three who can control two or two!"

"Don't you afford to play?"

"Get out of here, I don't have money!" Old Zhan threw the card directly.

"You are going to sing the opposite tune with me? Believe it or not, I'll put on your shoes...?" When Fu Zhen pulled Lao Zhan and wanted to grab the money, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Stop making trouble, answer the phone, answer the phone." Old Zhan yelled.

"You can wait a while!" Fu Zhen took out the phone and pressed the answer button: "Hey?"

"You leave the test field yourself and walk towards the south village, and wait next to the big sign of Field No. 4, and someone will give you something." Meng Xi ordered.

"I'm a damn, what kind of work is this?" Fu Zhen was so upset after hearing this: "Why do you feel like a drug seller?!"

"Go quickly, don't be too lazy." Meng Xi reminded him: "Remember Ang, you can only go by yourself."

"Okay, I get it."

"Um!"

After saying that, the two ended the call. Fu Zhen looked at his phone and cursed, "There is really no normal person in the Sichuan Mansion. Damn, just say what task you have, just say it directly, it must be a mysterious one."

"Is it time?" asked Lao Zhan.

"It has nothing to do with you, I'll go by myself." Fu Zhen picked up his coat, walked out the door: "Don't go out."

After leaving the greenhouse in the test field, he looked at Fu Zhen, who was rough and foliage, stood in the snow for a while, and confirmed that no one followed him, and then quickly walked towards Nan Village.

After walking rushing all the way, Fu Zhen walked about four or five kilometers before he arrived under the big sign of the No. 4 test field.

It was pitch dark at night and no one was seen.

Fu Zhen was wearing a military coat and holding his shoulder, and was so cold that he was snot flowing.

Suddenly, there was a faint rustling sound next to Field No. 4. Fu Zhen immediately turned his head and looked at the dark place. But there was nothing there, only a row of bald trees standing with frost and snow.

This scene made Fu Zhen unconsciously recall the story of himself fighting against the military dog.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhen couldn't help but feel goose bumps all over his body. He felt that as long as he came out alone at night, he would encounter some strange things.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhen took out a kettle from his pocket and prepared to take a bite to relieve his nervousness.

"rustle!"

At this moment, behind a thicker bald tree, the sound of footsteps on snow appeared.

Fu Zhen looked up again, looked over in astonishment, and saw a tall figure appearing behind the tree and constantly waved his hands at him.

"Who? The connector?!" Fu Zhen asked with his neck stretched out.

The other party did not answer, but continued to wave his hand.

"Damn it, why are you still mute?" Fu Zhen took the kettle and stepped forward.

Under the moonlight, the two of them got closer and closer. Fu Zhen squinted his eyes and took advantage of the faint light outside to take a closer look at the figure, and suddenly he felt a little familiar.

Soon, the distance between the two was no more than five meters. Fu Zhen leaned forward and gradually saw the other person's face clearly.

Behind the trunk, the man looked pale, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and was still waving his hand at Fu Zhen.

"I CNM!" Fu Zhen whistled in fear, and he jumped at least half a meter high.

He finally saw the figure clearly. The other party was nothing but Commander-in-Chief Qin who had been to Xiang a few days ago.

"...Xiao Zhen, I have no money to spend below, why don't you send me a post? I'll promote you like that..." Qin Yu said in a silence.

Although Fu Zhen was not very feudal and superstitious, he saw Qin Yu appearing alive in front of him at this moment, and he also cared about his money. Even though he had a steel gut, he was instantly scared to pee.

"Commander Qin!!! I'll burn it for you immediately, immediately!" Fu Zhen ran to the road with a whimper, yelling with a pale face: "...I'll make you two more paper people for you to play with."

"Brother Fu Zhen, let me do one too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoshen, who was "dead" with Qin Yu, walked out from the side.

"Gudong!"

Fu Zhen was so scared that his feet slipped and he sat directly in the snow pile. His crotch instantly became wet: "Don't come over, Commander Qin, I have Guanyin on my neck, come over and fuck you all to death..."

...

Chongdu.

Wu Jing sat in the car and answered the phone: "Hey?"

"What's wrong, there are at least ten people in the boarding shop, and there are a lot of weapons on them. What kind of work should be done."
Chapter completed!