The task of the Second Special Service Team this time is at the level of confidentiality. I have not had any contact with it before, so I am not very clear about it. At this moment, when Director Song handed over a series of information to me, I discovered the seriousness of it.

The location is the "Sanjiang Source" in the southeast of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. A mountainous community in Yushu Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture, Qinghai. There was once a Princess Shaka Temple. More than 1,300 years ago, Tibetans in the Tang Dynasty built it to commemorate Princess Wencheng. The place is called Bainagou.

And deep in Bainagou, there is a magical cave, and the narrowest part can only accommodate a thin child. In a certain place in the cave, there is a small hole as thick as an arm. According to local legend, as long as a kind person is a good person, he can find some valuable things in it to exchange for food and clothes to protect the cold.

The Bainagou Cave was once owned by the Bon religion (that is, the Yongzhong Ben religion) of the Princess Temple in Gaza. It lasted for more than a thousand years. This sect that inherited the ancient Xiangxiong Buddhism also reproduced here for thousands of years.

Until the middle of this century, the Bon sect inside suddenly moved to the house and did not know where to go.

After the decline, the Princess Shaka Temple welcomed countless owners. However, none of them could stand firm. However, because they were frequently caught in various strange news, they gradually left people's sight.

The last time that appeared in the vision of the Religious Bureau was a blood corpse incident.

The Southwest Bureau received a report from local people that they saw blood corpses cruising nearby, and the cattle and sheep in the herdsmen's homes were often lost. So they dispatched elite troops to investigate and finally found three unconscious blood corpses in a certain ravine, killed two of them on the spot, and captured one of them.

The captured blood corpse was brought back to the headquarters of the Southwest Bureau, and the masters in the bureau returned their souls. As a result, they found their consciousness and received shocking news.

It turned out that these three people were actually the masters who worked in wet work, or tomb robbers, who found a mountain map in the world.

Following the map, they went to Bainagou and prepared to find some valuable antiques from this legendary cave.

By chance, they finally found the magical small hole, but they didn't touch anything. So in anger, they used the explosives they carried with them to blow the small hole down.

Unexpectedly, after such an explosion, a passage was blown out.

They followed the passage and came to a vast underground cave, where there was a vast underground forest and countless magical things.

They even saw people in yellow robes.

It’s a pity that they were swallowed by a beautiful flower in the process of searching, but they lost consciousness and could not remember anything.

After explaining this, the blood man who was summoned to the soul cried for three days and eventually died.

Because before finding him, his skin was peeled off alive.

It is said that the death was particularly painful. Before he died, he begged the staff to give him some pleasure, and he also had hallucinations that he saw the demon dancing.

This situation naturally attracted the attention of the Southwest Bureau, but people were organized to go to Yushu for investigation.

The feedback I received was indeed as the person told me.

So the Southwest Bureau cooperated with relevant departments to blockade Bainagou and sent an investigation team to conduct a field investigation. However, this investigation was extremely dangerous. There were only three people left in the ten-person team to come back, and two of them were already crazy.

The remaining one told the staff of the Southwest Bureau that it was a huge underground cave, which should be larger than the known cave in the world.

However, it was so terrifying inside, like an abyss, and they were unable to intervene further.

Because people are almost dead.

The Southwest Bureau was helpless about such a major sacrifice, so it sought help from the General Administration. After careful decision, the General Administration decided to send a second special service team to Qinghai.

However, this month and a half passed, something happened after all.

Like last time, the expedition team composed of the Second Secret Service Group and the Southwest Bureau guide had a major accident during the third in-depth search activity, and only half of the people were able to return. As the head of the expedition team, Huang Yangshen disappeared without knowing the figure.

The local area is now in chaos, with a deputy director of the business of the Southwest Bureau taking charge. However, as for whether to advance or retreat, there is still no conclusion. Someone continues to go and preside over the overall situation.

After communication and consultation between the Southwest Bureau and the General Administration, it was unanimously decided that I would go to Qinghai to preside over the matter.

When I heard this news, I was silent for a long time.

The reason for my silence was that I was thinking about the horror of the underground cave so that I could lose more than half of the personnel to the second team of special service, even Huang Yangshen could not escape.

In fact, anyone with some common sense knows that places like that are actually the most dangerous.

Judging from Director Song's story, it should be a sealed place. For thousands of years, the Bon religion has been in charge of the supervision. The mystery of the Bon religion disappeared, making the seal no longer. The stupid thieves brutally exploded the seal, as if they were releasing Pandora's magic box.

Who knows what is hidden inside?

The message sent back from the front line stated that that place is likely to lead directly to the underground.

What is underground?

Some people will tell me that it is the core of the earth, a big fireball. However, in the eyes of practitioners, it is very likely that it is an abyss, representing the place where infinite devils live.

The best way is to seal it.

With a rough idea, I asked Director Song: "Is this a hurry? Is my people still more than a month before they can complete the training?"

Director Song stared at me and said, "It's urgent, very urgent. If possible, you can go directly now. Nanyuan Airport has contacted the 24-hour flight on duty and is waiting for departure at any time."

I stared at him and said with a wry smile: "Tao Song, are you rushing the duck to put it on the shelves?"

Director Song grabbed my arm and said, "Old Chen, I have been forced into a desperate situation. You know, the General Administration has just received news from Qinghai, and the bosses above have just finished the meeting. They think that only if you take action can you save everything - you know, the people above are still very concerned about resting their minds, thinking that if there is enough time, he might be saved..."

Speaking of Huang Yangshen, I still owe him a favor, but what he and I didn’t expect was that it was going to pay it back so soon.

I pondered for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, Director Song, give me two hours to gather people. Two hours later, we will go directly to Nanyuan Airport, see what you want."

Director Song grabbed my hand excitedly and shook it vigorously: "Old Chen, I know you are righteous and don't talk much. When you come back, I will serve you as a drink and celebrate your merits."

I replied inappropriately: "If I am like Huang Yangshen, I will not come back, who will you send to save me then?"

Director Song was stopped by me and was stunned for a long time before he said in a deep voice: "Old Chen, you are the trump card of our General Administration. If you leave it there, I have only two ways. First, it is to see if you can ask Mr. Wang to take action. Second, it is to permanently block Bainagou and mark it as a military forbidden area, so that no one can get close to you."

I nodded and said with a smile: "I'll be relieved if you can say that."

Walking out of Director Song's office, I called Ouyang Hanxue and asked Ouyang Hanxue to immediately notify all members of the special service group, including formal members and reserves for closed training at the Nanjiao base.

Half an hour later, in the conference room, Ouyang Hanxue introduced the basic situation of this sudden task to everyone in the special service team.

After the introduction, I stood up very much, pressed the table with both hands and said calmly: "Everyone from the Secret Service Group will participate in this operation. For this mission level, the General Administration gave the 'S' level, which is the highest level, so it cannot guarantee the safety of your life."

Hearing this sentence, everyone's hearts were tugging at this moment.

However, there is still a difference between people. The old members sat in the chair easily, leisurely and at ease, while the newly added reserves mostly subconsciously stretched their backs straight.

It turns out that what I said before was not just a slogan.

It's really going to die.

Anytime, anywhere.

Guigui at the end of the conference table heard the news of his brother's disappearance, and his eyes suddenly turned red, and he said, "Boss, when will we go to save people?"

I glanced at her anxious, looked around calmly, and then slowly said: "My promise to Director Song is two hours later, and now we have an hour to go to Nanyuan Airport, and before that..."

I paused deliberately, and then said, "We will go to the local area to learn about the specific case and information. During this period, you can call, say goodbye to your family, and write a will."

will?

When all the reserve officers who had just risen from the place were froze at the face of this strange and distant word.

Everyone knows that the special service team of the General Administration is a national-level strategic force, a sharp blade of Fenghan, while the special service team is the tip of the knife at the front of the sharp blade, but when it comes, writing a suicide note is really a bit unbearable.

I saw everyone's hesitation, sat down slowly, and said slowly: "Of course, I have a special offer for you who have joined the new group."

The newcomers subconsciously looked at me.

I gently pulled the index finger on the table with my right hand and said calmly: "In the special service group, the escapees will be killed without mercy. I will not hold any responsibility for any member who has proposed to withdraw before this. You can consider it..."

After I said it, in countless deep breaths, the newcomers fell into a long silence.
Chapter completed!