"After hiding under the floor for four days and four nights, he probably didn't eat, maybe even drink water, so I don't understand how this person survived, not only did he not die of starvation and thirst, but his combat effectiveness didn't even seem to be affected. ."
"Although the soldiers of the Seventh Tie Division looked rude, everyone knew that they couldn't make mistakes in inspecting the battlefield. Since the pre-trial inspection of the military court used a life detector, why didn't they find Xu Le hiding under the floor?"
Inside the only building in the Capital Territory that had three layers of information shielding, a member of the Little Eyes team pointed at the information on the light curtain angrily and helplessly, waved his arms weakly, and said in a low voice annoyed: "How to explain all this? ? Unless we admit he's not human."
"Of course he's not a human being." Another member shook his head with disappointment on his face, looked at the battlefield monitor that began to broadcast and said, "So powerful and invincible, how could he be a normal human being."
"Abandoning these useless literary and artistic accents, I have not found any supernatural beings in the universe so far."
The FBI officer interrupted everyone's act of venting their lost and shocked emotions, and said in a deep voice: "The most important task now is, we must figure out where Xu Le's next target is, even if we can't ambush and kill, we can Those big men must be kept safe."
"At present, the number of targets that may be attacked by Colonel Xu Le has been expanded to 37. It is very difficult to select key protection targets from among them."
The member in charge of intelligence analysis scratched his hair, cursed a few swear words in a low voice, looked at the crowd and said, "There are too many government agencies and bigwigs in the federation that have offended Colonel Xu Le."
"That guy is psychopathic and always feels that people all over the world are sorry for him, Professor Nuer, you should support my judgment."
Sitting in the corner, Bedman said to the famous psychology professor in the small-eyed unit that his eyes were bloodshot with horror, his feet were loosely resting on the table, and he seemed to be playing some kind of high-demanding game with ease. The IQ video game, just the fast shaking fingers and the sarcasm in his words showed his true feelings of anger and unwillingness at this time.
The members of the room believed that Bedman was the real pervert and knew what had happened to him at the court martial before, so they kept silent on what he said.
This silence made Bedman feel a deeper humiliation. He threw away the video game controller, stood up and yelled at everyone: "Don't you understand what psychoanalysis, criminal past research, combat power? Kaoheng is shit! It's all fucking shit!"
"We know that guy has the brilliance of the Charter on him, that the all-powerful, broken computer is on his side, and we even know how they work, but what's the use of it? There's only one key point to solve! "
"Permissions! Permissions! It's still permissions! If you don't strip him of his permissions, there's no way anyone can take that damn rat!"
Bedman's cheeks were flushed, and he was shaking all the joints in his body exaggeratedly like an actor in an emotional theater. Because of the rare sunlight, his white and delicate neck burst out with blue veins.
The people in the room were still silent, they knew that Bedman was right, but no one could strip Xu Le's first-sequence authority, no, even more inexplicable than the first-sequence authority.
Although this special department named Little Eyes has the highest authority of Mr. President, and can even deploy combat troops directly, it is impossible for them to rush into the underground of the Charter Bureau building and blow up the Federal Central Computer. In fact, they dare not even think about it. Think so.
"Let's give up our fantasies and face reality, everyone."
The senior official looked at Bedman and sighed, pointing to the information on the light curtain and said: "Based on the analysis of the battle data Xu Le participated in and the assassination in the military court, we can clearly judge that, He is very well equipped and mentally prepared before every seemingly very risky operation."
He shrugged and said, "It takes time to arrange equipment to obtain relevant information and set targets. I believe Xu Le will enter a period of silence for a long time, which means we can take a break, take a shower or something. This is probably The only good news we have today."
There was a series of leg movements and tired yawns in the room, and the officer finally added: "According to the instructions of the superior, what happened in the military court today is strictly confidential."
A member replied sarcastically: "I am locked in this building every day, and there is no way to sell the news to reporters."
These experts began to stretch their waists, and some went directly to the living area to take a shower and eat. At this moment, the door painted with red pupils and small eyes was pushed open, and several soldiers walked in with serious expressions.
Bedman was picking up the game console again with a sullen expression, but he was shocked to hear the tasks given to him by the soldiers, stood up angrily, looked at the senior government official and protested: "Looking at the picture is too mentally draining, Maybe I will live less than ten years!"
"That's the price you promised to pay when you pressed for court-martial," the official said calmly.
Bedman was stunned, stuck out his red tongue and licked his lips, the thirty-year-old laughed innocently and evilly like a child, and said in a high-pitched voice: "If you can really kill that Guys, it's worth living less than ten years."
There is a black market wild meat selling point hidden behind a noisy vegetable market somewhere in the Capital District. This black market point has taken over the dead wild animal carcasses in the private hunting grounds of suburban bigwigs through certain relationships, and cut and sold them here, although HTD The bureau knew this well, but kept silent because of some greetings.
It was already night, and the wild meat, which was not much in quantity, was sold out in the evening, so it was very deserted compared to the vegetable market in front. The metal gate valve of an underground water channel in the corner suddenly began to turn silently. Show a head.
The surveillance cameras here have long since been removed because the shop owner was worried that evidence of illegality would be photographed, and no one could see this somewhat strange scene.
A simple dressing was done in the warm nest with a freezer and a TV deep in the underpass. Xu Le changed into clean and refreshing clothes and returned to the ground.
Passing through the underground passage where there was a fierce battle a few days ago, he looked at the small department store in the foothills on the sloping stone path, hesitating for a moment to abandon the original plan, worried that the government's investigation afterwards would bring trouble to the Xiaoshan boss.
In a store on the street, he bought a phone that was neither cheap nor expensive, and dialed a number.
On the third floor of the Presidential Mansion, the phone beside Miss Padel's pillow rang. Now, it is difficult to fall asleep with a big plush bear. The voice speaks a word.
"Hey?"
"Miss Padel, your father is holding a very important meeting, and it is inconvenient to disturb at this time. You know, Mr. President needs to work for the interests of many, many people, right?"
Outside the retro door of the Oval Office, Secret Service agents in black formal suits politely and resolutely blocked Miss Padel's request to enter.
Padel was wearing a nightgown, her feet were bare, her right hand dangling from her waist was holding the phone tightly, staring at the agent, and she didn't seem to give up.
"Take the young lady back to sleep! How do you do your job!" The agent stared gloomily at the waitress who was following the young lady nervously, and reprimanded in a low voice.
Padel suddenly took a deep breath, then squatted down slightly, and screamed loudly with no expression on her face.
The girl's sharp cry echoed in the official residence, and the agents and waiters panicked and didn't know how to deal with it. The entire federation knew that the first daughter suffered from autism when she was a child, and her condition has only improved in the past two years. The official residence The staff here has always taken pity on her.
The heavy door of the office opened, and President Pabble at the end of the round table stood up with a smile and said to the government ministers at the table: "It seems that the emergency meeting must be suspended, and our little fish seems to have more urgent issues than federal affairs. I need to fix it."
The big people around the round table sounded a sympathetic or generous laughter.
"Dear Xiaoyu'er, what's the important thing if you don't sleep so late?" President Pabble's eyes clearly revealed exhaustion, but he still squatted halfway to ensure that he was at the same height as his daughter, and asked gently.
"Xu Le's phone number."
Padel handed the phone to her father, which was wet from nervousness.
Everyone knows the situation of the first daughter of the Federation. Although her condition has gradually improved, she basically does not speak in front of outsiders. At this time, the five words she said are so clear and shocking, but... It is even more shocking. Shocked by what she said.
The people in the Oval Office stood up in shock, the security services responded quickly, and the intelligence team immediately began to track the source of the signal.
Hearing his daughter's words, President Pabur's body froze slightly, but he still looked at her and smiled, then slowly stood up straight, put the phone to his lips, and said, "Colonel Xu Le, I don't appreciate your behavior. ."
The person on the other end of the line should understand where Mr. President's anger is coming from, not over Colonel Lake's death, but because the call affected his sick daughter.
Xu Le's tired voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm sorry, Mr. President, this is the only way I can find you."
President Pabble waved his hand and motioned for the agents to take his daughter away, and the retro door quickly closed, covering Padel's delicate little face.
at this moment.
Government officials stood at the round table in nervous consternation.
Cui Judong stared at the light curtain that kept flowing data from the depths of the Charter Bureau.
Lee Jae-do was thinking about an important issue with his eyes closed in the office.
President Pabble clutched his daughter's phone, knuckles protruding in anger.
The intelligence team made a signal connection, and Xu Le's voice began to reverberate in the oval hall representing federal power, echoing in the ears of these bigwigs who control the fate of the federation, and these words were also spoken to those who were not present.
"The old man said that some people will always be swept into the dustbin of history. Shi Qinghai said that garbage will not go into the dustbin by itself, and we need to clean it up. Now I agree with the latter."
"Mr. President, I think a lot of what you have said is very reasonable. In fact, no one in the entire Commonwealth can do better than you when it comes to debating and persuading people, so I am not calling today to talk to you. debate, but inform you of one thing."
After a very short pause, the voice sounded again in the office: "I can't explain why I fight, but I have already started my fight."
In the city at night, Xu Le looked at the majestic and majestic Parliament Hill not far away, squinted his eyes, hung up the phone in his hand, smashed it into a ball of scrap metal, and threw it into the trash can beside him.
The sorting trash can is clearly marked: toxic and harmful, not recyclable.