Wartime command room.
The King of Thunder and Lightning was sitting behind his desk, with a piece of ice on his forehead, leaning lazily on the wooden chair with his eyes closed, as if he was staying at his post despite being sick.
He had not left the command room for almost five days. His hair was greasy, his suit was rumpled, and his tie was missing.
In the past three days, he had only slept about eight hours, averaging less than three hours a day.
Lack of sleep was not the most fatal factor. My brain was running at a high speed and I was worried for a few days. Finally, I was exhausted both mentally and physically and almost fell ill.
The elites of the Intelligent Group gathered around the conference table to play cards. In their words, combining work and rest is conducive to relaxing the brain, and playing cards is a very necessary project.
"Does His Holiness have a fever?"
"If you have a fever, you should cover it with a hot towel. How can you put ice sheets on it?"
"Huh? You should cool down when you have a fever. Your computer CPU is overheated. Could it be that you put it on a brazier to cool down?"
"Too."
"There is no new progress on Sanwu's side. The giant destroyed the Nanchang branch the day before yesterday and is currently missing...Wait a minute, I have bombed, don't throw away the cards so fast."
"I'm dumping cards just to trick you, idiot, you've fallen into the trap... Don't worry, let those two Half-Step Ji Dao cause trouble for a while. Let Sanwu show his face first and tell them, Bao Ze's half-step ultimate path is on the sea and not on land."
"It doesn't matter if you throw out the bomb, it doesn't matter if you don't have any trump cards in your hand. The main thing is to make sure your opponent doesn't have any trump cards. The core is not the bomb, but the opponent still has a few bombs... How about the battle in the Palace of the Gods?"
"It's really like stewed rice. You don't know whether you are alive or dead until you open the cards."
The IQ group was playing cards and discussing in whispers.
"Han Zhi... I'm thirsty..." King Thunder and Lightning murmured.
The command room suddenly fell silent, and the elite think tank members were stunned.
Han Zhi is the name of the female secretary of King Thunder and Lightning.
The elite think tank members looked at each other in silence, and the atmosphere suddenly became sad.
After the death of the female secretary, King Thunderbolt did feel depressed for a period of time, but he quickly adjusted his mentality and devoted himself to intense work.
After all, the master is still there and the battle is not over. As a minister, how can he continue to be depressed.
Everyone was very happy to see him get rid of his psychological shadow so quickly.
I thought to myself, this is right. It’s just a woman. With the status of the Dharma King, what type of woman can’t be obtained
This is just like rich people eating big pig's trotters. You can eat them braised, steamed, barbecued, sauced... whatever you want.
As long as the iron pestle does not become a needle, it can pass through the intestines and stomach every inch deep.
Why bother to keep thinking about a woman and love her forever? These days, there is no way to have such deep and sincere emotions. It is already a materialistic society.
But they didn't expect that King Thunder and Lightning didn't let go, or even slow down.
He behaves normally on weekdays, acting vigorously, calmly and seriously.
But in the dead of night, when he was exhausted, he subconsciously called out the woman's name.
The elites all looked at the leader and boss of the think tank, who was an extremely smart old man.
The old man sighed: "Ask what love is in this world, and you will learn how to make love between life and death."
The younger brothers under my command asked: "Boss, what do you think?"
The old man thought for a while and said: "Love business."
The boys gave a thumbs up: "Seconds!"
At this time, an employee responsible for liaison with the front line suddenly stood up after answering a certain phone call: "His Holiness, the 'giant' Mar Getilahan has appeared in the Fuzhou branch."
The elite think tank members raised their eyebrows and sneered: "Here we come."
The King of Thunder and Lightning slowly opened his eyes: "Notify Jiese, it's time to take action."
... ...
It's dark at night, Fuzhou branch.
Fuzhou Branch stands by the lake and is the core building of Zhanhu Science and Technology Park.
All office buildings in the entire science and technology park are the property of the Fuzhou branch. Of course, the property in the Science and Technology Park is also a branch of Baoze Property Company.
Zhanhu Science and Technology Park is a newly built CBD area, and the real estate company bidding for the construction is Baoze.
After Baoze was established, it bid for various industrial zones and CBD areas in major cities across the country and built them into branches.
Except for the Shanghai headquarters, which is located in the most prosperous CBD area, other branches are built from scratch.
This is to save costs. After all, building a branch in a prosperous area consumes too much money. Even a money-absorbing machine like Baoze and the allocation from above can still hold such a huge consumption of funds.
Starting from scratch is troublesome, but land is cheap. If we build a similar science and technology park and rent out the remaining office buildings, we can make back the investment within a few years.
Then there is the matter of keeping it secret, carving out a territory, and adjusting it as you like. It will be difficult for outsiders to discover the secrets of the blood descendants.
In the dead of night, the office buildings in Zhanhu Science and Technology Park are dark, but the main building where the branch is located is brightly lit, with xenon headlights on, slowly rotating, and the beam of light sweeping across the science and technology park.
Da da da... .
Boom boom boom... ..
The sounds of machine gun fire and the loud noises of grenades and other explosions were intertwined.
Office buildings, streets, supermarkets... Sometimes there will be flashes of fire and smoke billowing.
This place has become a battlefield. The blood descendants of the Super Power Association and the employees of the Fuzhou branch are carrying machine guns and shooting at each other. Throw grenades at each other.
The Fuzhou branch even brought in armed helicopters to assist. The heavy machine guns and grenades used to attack the city caused heavy casualties to the blood descendants of the Super Power Association.
"These foreign devils, if the headquarters hadn't restricted our weapons, I would have blown them up into the sky with a nuclear bomb to meet God." Zhang Xuezhong, the director of the Fuzhou branch, carried the RPG and pulled the trigger, and a trail of smoke shot through the glass. In the bustling cross talk, the enemy who tried to break through the window was hit.
The fire engulfed the enemy, but the force of the explosion did not kill him, but only seriously injured him.
"Damn, all the elites are here." Zhang Xuezhong spat.
"Forget it Dongfeng, you are not killing enemies, you are growing mushrooms." A cadre complained: "It would be nice if we had helicopters."
The battle situation was not ideal. The weapons and equipment of the Fuzhou branch were better than those of these American blood descendants who had traveled a long distance, but the elite combat power was far behind.
All of the opponents are talented people. They were sent to fight in the Far East, so naturally no one is weak, and the Fuzhou branch only has so many masters.
At the moment, they are just relying on intensive firepower to barely maintain balance.
"Have you notified headquarters?"
"Notice, let us hold on for half an hour. Reinforcements will be there in half an hour."
Zhang Xuezhong grabbed the communicator and shouted: "Brothers, hold on for half an hour. If you die, you will get a gold coffin and a silver tomb, and if you live, you will be promoted and rich."
The battle is broken into small pieces. Some employees stick to the headquarters building, while others are fighting guerrillas outside. Use the terrain and armed firepower to tangle with the vampires of the Super Power Association.
PS: Recommend book friend's novel: "Hunter's Game".
(End of chapter)