A conspiracy against the physique of Ruishi Nation has been slowly unfolding, but Roman's mind at this time has been reverberating with the conversation with Rael that determines the fate of himself and even the whole country in the lounge just now:
"Hello, sir."
Roman, who had closed his eyes and rested in the separate lounge, suddenly heard Rael’s voice and his face was taken aback for a moment, but even if he turned calm, he could probably guess Rael’s purpose, so he didn’t even open his eyes. Asked faintly:
"Mr. Rael, is there anything wrong with you?"
"Sir, don't worry." As one of the seven chiefs, Rael's scheming and strategy are naturally not bad. He turned the object-oriented and directly explained: "I'm not here to persuade you to start the Maya program, because I also know him well. Terrible."
Roman slowly opened his eyes and looked at Rael, who was less than 1.65 meters tall. He still couldn't see the inside of this little man, as if a hazy mist always hung over him, making people Unpredictable.
"Oh? Mr. Rael, why did you ask me in private?"
"Sir, aren't you curious, how did I learn that Maya is terrible?"
Roman's face was startled, and he suddenly discovered that the person in front of him seemed to have already set up the entire dialogue scene, or in other words, he was not here to persuade, but to guide his psychological direction.
Seeing that Roman did not speak, Rael continued:
"Sir, although you are nearly ten years older than me, you know that I also came from the military, so I was fortunate to have seen the information about the troops you served in. But what puzzles me is that there is a gap in your file. , And behind this blank space, there are too many secrets hidden."
Rael’s words are like a fire burning Romain’s heart. As a senior officer, he has the right to read all military information. So he understands his past. This is normal, but it is Rae that makes Romain anxious. The blank in your mouth, to be honest, even he himself doesn't know what happened.
"Sir, I think you should know in your heart what the content of that mission was, and the special team you led, why you were the only one who survived overnight? Are you not curious about these secrets? Or you already know it."
Rael’s eyes flashed with a strange light, like a fish hook full of bait. All he had to do was wait for Roman’s response. As a senior officer, he knew very well that after that mission, the army Fang used a lot of methods and even medical methods to find the answer, but it was a pity that he returned without success. The memory in Roman's mind seemed to be washed away, as blank as white paper.
"I don't know, I really don't know."
Roman muttered to himself, his eyes began to glow, and the pig-faced bat faces in his sleep appeared lingering in his mind, watching Roman's painful look, Lei You know that his plan is half successful. Continue to guide:
"Sir, don't you want to know what the mission was and what happened?"
At this time, Roman’s hands were firmly pulling his hair. He felt that his head was as heavy as lead. Hearing Rael’s words, he finally replied in pain, "I think, I think, but... ···"
"But you don't know where to start, right?" Rael hurriedly replied: "Sir, if you guessed correctly, all of this should be related to the Maya organization, so you can know all of this as long as you start the Maya program. "
"But, but Maya... it's terrible..."
Roman is not wrong. The official materials of Ruishi Nation record everything about the Mayan organization, just like unfounded legends. Unless the critical moment of life and death is reached, Mayan programs are never allowed to be used.
"Sir, which machine to maintain the regime is not terrible? Isn’t the army terrible? But sir, if you can control Maya like an army, even if it is terrible, it will not have any impact on our country. On the contrary, Can better stabilize the development and stability of our Ruishi Nation, what do you think?"
Roman seemed to be persuaded, repeating two words in his mouth: "Control, control..."
At the same time that the Maya program was launched, Liu Wei in the Mayan Hotel looked like crazy. He desperately shuttled through the corridor and ran to the top of the building. His speed slowly recovered with the adjustment of his body, like a punch. The lone wolf who came out of the cage released his inner anger and sprinted wildly.
Suddenly, Liu Wei smelled a faint of death. He couldn't be more familiar with this feeling. His body was like a stopwatch that was suddenly pressed down, suddenly stopped, and then conditioned to pounce backwards.
"boom········"
Under the shock wave of the explosion, Liu Wei felt like his back was singed by fire, stabbing hot, and the bullet wounds broke open again, the blood and sweat mixed together, and the pain made him tremble. It's not his keen senses, maybe it's already full of shrapnel at this time.
Then came several explosions from all floors. The whole building was filled with roars and shouts, and the air was full of blood and death.
"Damn, these guys are so ruthless. They set up so many traps." Liu Wei squeezed the corner of the wall with his hands, his knuckles turned white, and he resisted the pain in his back and cursed: "What a beast, Lou Lou. There are so many innocent people in it, it's just a fucking slaughter."
However, the military qualities of these people made Liu Wei admirable. Under such circumstances, they could calmly set up so many traps, and even to deal with the enemy, completely disregarding the lives of other innocent people. To be honest, judge from their perspective. In a foreign country, in order to complete the task, these people's actions are understandable.
Liu Wei remembers that Jiang Minghao once said to him: "The mission of a soldier is to obey and complete the task. If he can, he will save his life by any means to complete the task, even at the cost of the flesh and blood of the innocent."
Although Liu Wei disagrees and even disputes it, because it is too cruel, everything in front of him once again makes him understand what real war is, what is real cruelty, his training, and the real guns on the battlefield. By comparison, it is completely pediatric.
At this moment, Liu Wei swept across the closed protective door at the top of the stairs, and found a grenades that had been pulled out of insurance pressed against the hub. A cold light flashed in his eyes, but then his face showed up again. A slight smile, because this trap is too rough.
At school, there was a course about booby traps. Liu Wei also set up traps like this at the time, but Jiang Minghao saw through the booby traps he set up at a glance, and even accurately analyzed the gender of the person who installed the booby traps. Character traits, so Liu Wei could see at a glance the character of the booby-trapper, he was impatient, and he was still a rough man.
If Jiang Minghao were to set it up, he would hide this grenade, or even place one, and he would also conceal the protective door, leaving a gap only for children to pass through, when an adult-sized soldier came over. At that time, the originally concealed door had completely relaxed his vigilance. In order to pass, he would pull the gap even larger, which naturally stimulated the bomb.
Therefore, if Liu Wei wants to remove such a trap, it is too simple, but there are still nearly 20 stories away. He does not have so much time to fumble and remove it one by one, so Liu Wei chose to be more direct. Method: Elevator rope.
"Crack..."
Liu Wei opened the elevator door and directly pulled the rope to climb up, perhaps because of the light. With the blood in his hands and the oil stain of the rope, Liu Wei didn't even hold it tightly and slid down.
"My grass..."
The palms secretly used their hands, but they seemed to be coated with lubricant, and they slid straight down. Liu Wei hurriedly curled his legs around the rope, and his body's sliding speed slowly diminished. But suddenly, Liu Wei found his feet underneath. I stepped on something, just to support my body.
"call········"
Slowly exhaling, Liu Wei's foot was stomped lightly again, and found some flexibility, and he muttered comfortingly: "Fortunately, I have a big life, otherwise..."
"Mr. Liu Wei!"
Suddenly, there was a sound from the soles of the feet, which made Liu Wei shudder and slipped. He directly hugged the rope and sat down, including himself, and slipped down for about a meter with the things under the buttocks before slowly stabilizing. At this time, Liu Wei discovered that there was a head under his butt. Through the faint light, Liu Wei was surprised when he saw the unique two-faced moustache:
"Mr. Major, why are you here?"
"Nonsense, did you mean under your ass?" The major's tone was angry, and it was the first time he was sat on his head. At this time, Roniff's voice came from under the major:
"Mr. Major, how did you get down?" If the major slid down another thirty centimeters, he would kick Ronniff's head. With Ronniff's physical strength and endurance, he would definitely not be able to support the weight of the two of them. He would definitely be thrown to death, so he asked nervously.
"It's okay, it's Mr. Liu Wei." The major climbed a full 17-story cable, and now he has to support Liu Wei's body weight. He can only hold on for another minute at most. His hands have even begun to tremble, but he still exerts force. The trembling voice said politely:
"Mr. Liu Wei, can you... move your butt, I...I can't hold it anymore."
"Oh, sorry, Mr. Major, please hold on for ten more seconds."
'I'm gracious to your mother. 'The major has scolded Liu Wei thousands of times in his heart, but now he has no extra energy to turn these insults into words. He watched Liu Wei graciously wipe off the blood and oil from his hands, and slowly remove it from his clothes. He tore off the cloth and wrapped his hands, grabbed the rope and kicked the major's shoulders, and began to climb up.
The foot that Liu Wei stepped on the major's shoulder didn't have much strength, but the major felt like he was pressed by a big mountain, and his body slipped down about ten centimeters.
"Fuck, Mr. Liu Wei, did you deliberately?" The pressure on his body lightened, and the major directly scolded.