National Interests (Part 1 of 3)! ?? Part (1436)

  Special agents, the most special group in a country, they have no official position or title, but hold the power of life and death. They have no rights or influence, yet make the world tremble. They come into contact with and see things that ordinary people cannot imagine, they themselves represent the highest secrets of a nation!

  But it is precisely these factors that have made them pitiful!

  ……

  In the dark corridor, five fully armed assault team members blocked a door, the lead shooter made a gesture to charge, and the deputy shooter immediately pulled out a shotgun and fired two shots at the chain lock on the door, then kicked the door open.

  The lead shooter and the remaining three team members entered the room in a tactical formation, where two armed men were holding one hostage. The lead shooter fired first, shooting the armed man holding the hostage in the head with a single shot, killing him instantly. The other three assaulters simultaneously opened fire on the remaining armed man while controlling and searching each corner of the room.

  "Safe!"

  "Safe!"

  "Safe!"

  "Danger cleared, hostage rescued successfully!" The main shooter lifted up the hostage, which was a rubber dummy.

  Lü Wei Hong, with one ear, walked into the room, "From the deputy's shot to break the door to successfully rescue the hostages took nineteen seconds, what do you think of this achievement?"

  The shooter removed his mask and it was Hong Qiao: "Report, the results are quite satisfactory!"

  "What the hell are you thinking?! Fifteen seconds is excellent, twenty seconds is failing! You're only one second away from failing, and there are three of you! Are you comfortable with shooting guns? Obviously, one person can take down two armed men with one shot, so why did you shoot at the same time? What if there's a third armed man? You'll have to sacrifice someone or all of you will die!" Lu Wan Hong's face turned red and his neck thickened as he bellowed, spitting stars that almost reached the sky.

  The bespectacled man, Yuan Li, muttered in a low voice: "The room is so small, where can the third armed man hide? Is he going to dig underground..."

  "Yuan Li, do you think I couldn't hear your nonsense?!" Lü Wēi Hóng sprayed saliva onto Yuan Li's glasses.

  "Alright, alright, I was wrong, can't I just admit it? I'll even ask for another round, let's see the latest chapter of 'Nine Dragons Overlord'!" Yuan Li begged for mercy.

  "Can you tell God to try again on the battlefield where you died?"

  "What do you want me to do?" Yuan Li collapsed.

  ……

  Lü Wèihóng stormed out of the room, cigar in mouth, and bumped into Táng ào. He shoved the cigar into Táng ào's mouth without a word and walked away in a huff. Táng ào stood there, stunned, looking at Deputy Shooter Lóng Sūnqí who was standing outside the door, and said: "My god, I could hear Lü Wèihóng's curses from far away!"

  Chang Sun Qi tightly hugged Tang Ao and cried, "Brother, you're finally back! You have no idea how we've been living these past few days. It's been miserable, inhumane!"

  "Don't pretend to be pitiful with me. I'm asking you, where's Lei Feng?" Tang Ao pushed away the long flag of Chang Sun who was all talk but no action and asked.

  "He's gone, deserted, and now the whole battalion is looking for him! I heard he fled abroad!"

  The speaker was Hong Yu, who walked out of the room. Tang Ao looked at Yuan Li in disbelief, and Yuan Li nodded seriously, acknowledging Hong Yu's answer.

  Chang Sun Qi said, "I heard that he and General Dad have cut off their father-son relationship. You left for a few days and he escaped without leaving a word. His older sister Tian Meizi cried so much that it was heartbreaking. I saw that tigress cry for the first time, and I was quite shocked inside. It's really 'I see you pitiful'!"

  "I'll go take a look at her!"

  Tang Ao turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor. Zhangsun Qi cursed: "A guy who values lust over friendship!"

  Yuan Lizhen shouted: "Tang Ao, I heard that you were specially recruited by the Second Department of the General Staff, is it true?"

  "It's true, I'm leaving the First Squadron tomorrow!"

  Tang Ao's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, but his voice still echoed far away, unable to detect any emotional fluctuations, as if he deliberately hid the sorrow of parting. The faces of Yuan Li and others standing in the corridor darkened, another one who was about to leave.

  Tang Ao went to see Tian Meizi, but there was nothing special, just a few comforting words. That fake little devil Zou Wu had changed a lot, it's said that during the time Tang Ao wasn't around she completed her mission and killed many people with her gun. What's worth mentioning is that Zou Wu is recognized as a godly marksman, even in the first squad of fierce warriors, there aren't many who dare to compete with her in shooting.

  Two people found the wedding ring on Tang Ao's hand, but didn't say anything. That night, Zhu Zongzheng got dozens of boxes of beer from somewhere, and welcomed Tang Ao to leave the First Brigade in a way that was similar to welcoming new recruits, but this "welcome" had a hint of sadness and melancholy.

  Tang Ao said I still have to report to the General Staff Department tomorrow, but more than 100 old soldiers suddenly pressed him to the ground and forced him to drink. When he woke up in a daze the next morning, he found himself in an unknown place with several people surrounding him, discussing something like they were watching a monkey.

  This is a white-painted room, originally with several chairs in the room, now thrown aside, under Tang Ao's bed, to be exact, it was a stretcher. Moreover, Tang Ao also found that his quilt was wet in one place, and the wet place was quite embarrassing. Tang Ao realized that he had gotten drunk and lost control of his bladder and bowels.

  "Ouch!"

  The door opened and Mr. One-arm walked in with his usual scowl, shouting at Tang Ao who was still lying on the stretcher: "In the past, only sacrificed secret police were carried in, you are the first living secret police to be carried into the General Staff Department II... also the first secret police to wet the bed!"

  Tang Ao finally reacted and realized that he was already in the base of the Second Department of the General Staff.

  "Haha, haha~~ This guy is really something else!" Mr. One-Arm's words caused the people beside him to burst into loud laughter.

  "Your gift is in your left hand. If you don't want to wear a wet diaper all the time, hurry up and change one. Female comrades will be coming in soon!"

  Tang Ao changed into a clean military uniform under the gaze of everyone. The men in the room were either wearing military uniforms or police uniforms, and they all looked quite majestic, apparently all being specially recruited into the General Staff Department like Tang Ao.

  "Some of you are from special forces, some are from SPC (Public Security Special Police), absolutely loyal to the country, and absolutely deadly to enemies. You are all elite soldiers trained by the country, but do you know how much money the country has spent on each of you?"

  Mr. One-Armed looked at each of their faces with inquiring eyes, but no one could answer.

  "Normally, each of you costs the country nearly 500,000 yuan per year. Don't ask me where this money is spent, because every year, the bullets you fire during shooting training cost the country almost 100,000 yuan per person, not to mention equipment and special vehicles that are at your disposal, military aircraft..."

  Tang Ao didn't hear clearly what the one-armed man said afterwards, because his mind was filled with the shadow of banknotes. His hands were cramping, and the bullets he used to fire 'bang' 'bang' at the shooting range every day had all turned into banknotes spraying out of the gun barrel in Tang Ao's mind. What is the concept of 500,000? Tang Ao didn't know, but he knew that in his hometown, 50,000 could build a two-story small villa!

  "I'm telling you this so that you understand, the country has invested so much in you to enable you to perform your tasks better and to survive in battle, to live a better life... But here, in the Second Department of the General Staff, you only need to know two things: first, completing the task is the ultimate goal; second, your bottom line is: there is no bottom line. If I had to set one, I can only say that national interests are above everything, above your lives, above all our lives. This is the fate of secret police and also the creed of the Second Department!"

  Mr. One-Arm finished speaking, and the room fell into a brief silence, but after an instant several people shouted in unison: "This is also our honor!"

  "Ding Dong!"

  Someone knocked on the door, and Mr. One-arm said in a cold voice: "Come in!"

  The door opened, and six men and one woman walked into the room with their hands clasped together in greeting. The woman walked straight towards Tang Ao's group, making it exactly six people. Meanwhile, the other six men who had entered the room stood behind Mr. Duobi.

  "The secret police's effectiveness relies mainly on accurate intelligence and technical support, while the secret police themselves, to put it bluntly, are just a gun and a combat knife. Intelligence and technical support are the powerful arms that wield the combat knife. The six people behind me are geniuses in intelligence analysis and technical support, they come from special forces and SPC or even higher departments, and have combat capabilities no weaker than yours!"

  Mr. One-Arm stopped here, because he saw the six men looking at him with disdain when they looked at the six gentlemen behind him. What Mr. One-Arm didn't see was that the men behind him were also looking at Tang Ao's six people with unfriendly eyes.

  Mr. One-Armed glared at Tang Ao and the six people, indicating that they should show respect to the six people behind them, then turned around and said: "Choose your partner carefully, don't force it if you're not satisfied, because from now on, the life and death of your partner will be entirely in the hands of you technical support personnel, your little emotions may put them in danger!"

  A man wearing black-framed glasses stepped out of the line and said, "I'll go first. My name is Jiang Hong, I'm 24 years old. Who wants to be my partner?"

  "Me!" A burly special police officer stepped out of the formation, "My name is..."!

  "No need to mention your name for now, answer my question first and then introduce yourself!"

  Jiang Hong interrupted the special police officer's words, pulled out a laptop from his own bag, and asked: "How much do you know about modern technology? Or what can you do with this computer in my hand?"

  "Uh, I'll use it to play games and watch movies!"

  "You're not qualified to be my partner!"

  Jiang Hong said bluntly, his arrogant and rude attitude made the special police officer's eyes widen in anger, ready to take action. Jiang Hong took a small step back, saying coldly: "Want to fight? I'll accompany you to the end."

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