"one person?"
The whole audience was in an uproar upon hearing this, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Takeda-kun, are you teasing us, teasing the Emperor?"
"It's really just one person. This person is named Lin Yi, a Chinese, 25 years old, and the chief instructor of Canglong. According to reliable information, he is the captain of the team that destroyed Canglong five years ago."
"A legend in the Chinese military community."
The director of the Intelligence Bureau was sweating profusely on his forehead and quickly distributed Lin Yi's information.
Seeing this face, many people showed a familiar look.
Those who competed with Lin Yi in the past are now all in high positions.
Therefore, I was deeply impressed by Lin Yi.
For Lin Yi, most of the people from the Rizhao Kingdom who came here were filled with fear.
Because Lin Yi had carried out many missions in those days, all of which were related to Rizhao Kingdom, but they had never taken advantage of them once.
Even though he always returned in defeat.
A senior general who had fought with Lin Yi several times saw Lin Yi's solemn expression and said in disbelief: "Is it really him? Isn't he dead? I don't believe it."
The director of the intelligence agency sighed deeply, then called up the video of the battle situation on the scene.
"What? Let me see."
"Don't worry."
"Hurry up and play it to see if it's that Lin Yi."
The video was very clear, it was shot by the pilot of an F16 fighter jet. Everyone was shocked and speechless when they saw the video which looked like a blockbuster movie made with American special effects.
Lin Yi gave people the impression that he was like a warrior holding a laser sword in Star Troopers, who could fly into the sky and into the ground, and was omnipotent, defeating the Rizhao Army.
As far as they know, similar plots can only be seen in China's anti-Japanese drama.
They really hope this is fake and doesn't exist.
It must be an April Fool's joke, although April Fool's Day is still some time away.
But they cannot question the photos sent by satellite.
There were corpses scattered all over the place and the air was filled with smoke.
The scene fell into a long silence.
This incident gave them too much of a shock.
I can't believe it.
A reorganized force of 4,000 men, with the added support of helicopters, was defeated so miserably.
The Prime Minister's face was extremely gloomy.
The faces of the other ministers were so wrinkled that water could almost be squeezed out of them.
... ...
At this time, similar information was once again placed on the desks of heads of state.
Most of the leaders were too busy to have much interest in Rizhao's encirclement and suppression of China's small forces.
Because everyone knew that this would be a crushing blow.
Those who died were just a few dispensable Chinese soldiers.
However, along with the intelligence came the news of Rizhao's defeat.
This was beyond the expectations of almost all the imperial leaders.
All the leaders simultaneously looked at the intelligence documents, flipped through them carefully, checked the course of the battle, and then took a deep breath.
No one could have imagined that in today's highly developed modern technology, someone could defeat a military brigade of 4,000 people with his own force.
Logically speaking, with such a large army, even if every member of the army spitted, they could drown several Chinese soldiers.
However, the reality is not so. In fact, it is far from the truth, so different that it can be described as heaven and earth.
The White House, United States.
It is an all-white building, and countless orders that influence the world are issued from here.
On the thick scarlet carpet, a tall white man in a suit and tie was pacing with his hands behind his back. He was the President of the United States. He was holding a glass of whiskey and looking solemnly at the dark clouds covering the sky.