Volume 13, Chapter 43, is worth living

In the morning, the new home in Johannesburg...

Zhao Daxi leaned comfortably on the sofa, looking at Speaker Mbet on the widescreen TV screen, giving a TV speech that was leaking in the Capitol. The Speaker could not hide his anger and slapped the table to curse Vice President Jani. The Director of Intelligence and his group of people disturbed the government affairs by taking advantage of the president's assassination. Without the authorization of the Congress, they launched the National Emergency Law without authorization, in an attempt to turn South Africa into a secret agent country under the authority of the Intelligence Agency. This severe accusation instantly attracted countless flashes of flashes, and many reporters in the interview area were already writing articles.

What Zhao Daxi noticed was that the deputy speaker on the left side of the TV screen was empty, and he sneered in his heart that the Duke was really a mature person and had long been hiding 100,800 miles away. The deputy speaker was tactful and hung up the battle-free sign, but the Speaker's anger did not end there. In front of many domestic and foreign media reporters, the Speaker also took advantage of the issue to severely accuse the ruling party of the ANC, which has become a ** party with a serious bureaucracy.

Such harsh words were of course full of sensational effects, which made many ANC members in the parliament hall dumbfounded, but they didn't dare to go on stage to stop them. Zhao Daxi saw this scene through the TV screen and admired the black aunt. After all, she was a person supported by Mr. Mandela, and her character was always much nobler than her colleagues.

Ji Lin also chuckled and said, "These words must have been in the Speaker's heart for a long time. Haha, I finally got the chance to say them today."

When Zhao Daxi heard a knowing smile, he felt relieved and suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment in creating history. On the TV screen, the Speaker's Speaker roared for a while before calming down. He then announced in a low voice that the proposal to impeach Vice President Jani was immediately launched. Congress will enter the meeting and discuss the stage and ask the interview district reporter to leave. As the TV screen cut back to the national TV anchor station, as long as people with normal IQ are clear, Vice President Jani's short acting presidential career has ended here.

During this person's acting presidential career, riots and robberies broke out across the country, and hundreds of casualties were indeed unforgivable.

After a while, Ji Lin bit her lip and said, "It's really worth it. This is called being smart, not being smart. I don't know what your President feels when he is lying on the hospital bed. I'll make a fuss."

Zhao Daxi subconsciously turned his gaze away, of course he would not tell her that I had planned the assassination of the President. The intention was to create a chaos and create an excuse for Yang Su to mobilize the troops of the northern base. He had never expected that things would develop to this point in advance, and it was considered unintentional to be inserted into the willows.

Afterwards, inside information came one after another. The military and police forces rushed into the home of Vice President Jani and the Intelligence Director ten minutes ago, and found that the two brothers had already escaped when they saw that the situation was not good. Of course, Yang Su would not be ruthless and ordered a wanted order to be issued to hunt down the two former treason government officials around the world. The South African government and the opposition were in a liquidation storm. Zhao Daxi thought about it and grabbed his coat and walked outside. Ji Lin subconsciously stood up.

Zhao Daxi called him again: "You take a shower and have a sleep. I'll go and meet Captain Kong and come back soon."

Ji Lin would not doubt him, so she nodded obediently: "Okay, then you can come back soon."

Zhao Daxi put on his coat and carried a fully armed military guard, and drove towards Kong Qingzhong's command center.

In the afternoon, on Kelan Avenue, Johannesburg, a secluded ten-story office building on the roadside.

Kong Qingzhong, wearing South African military and police uniforms, looked around and asked in doubt: "What are you pulling me here for? Is this your property?"

Zhao Daxi shook his head slightly and spoke in a deep voice: "There is Kailan Avenue below. President Zuma was assassinated here. I want to come and see it in person."

Kong Qingzhong felt a little surprised, and looked down a few times and naturally showed his professional insights: "So far... the assassination gunman is really not simple. At such a long distance, he must ensure that one shot hits the sharpshooter."

Zhao Daxi suddenly grinned: "It's not as mysterious as you said. Isn't the South African Army a well-known elite?"

Kong Qingzhong was naturally laughed by him: "The South African Army dares to say that it is elite. Those who can hit people at a distance of one thousand meters are only a handful of American and British troops on the Iraqi battlefield. If you want to hit a shot at this distance, I am sure that the gunman is a professional special forces soldier. At least three years of special sniper training, folk killers cannot do it. Brother, this is not a movie."

Zhao Daxi also followed him and laughed twice: "Where is your person, can you do it?"

Kong Qingzhong's face instantly showed a proud expression: "Of course my people are sure of this. I know the soldiers I brought out very well... Hey, what do you mean?"

Zhao Daxi still had a smile on his face, and he deliberately or not: "It's okay, let's go."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around first, and the remaining Commander Kong suddenly woke up and smiled solidified on his face. He thought of a terrible fact. In addition to his Sea Wolf Commando, there were Xiao Feng who he brought out with one hand, and the elite subordinates he brought out with the other hand, including many special shooters with accurate marksmanship. Thinking of his brother's inexplicable abnormal behavior today, Commander Kong understood even if he was stupid.

The bodyguards next to Boss Zhao have the ability to assassinate President Zuma.

A few minutes later, downstairs.

Kong Qingzhong got into the command car, closed the door and shivered unconsciously, and asked suspiciously: "Where is Xiao Feng, why didn't you see him?"

Zhao Daxi woke him up and realized his purpose, and he did not hide it from him: "Xiao Feng and Xiao Man, Qian Qiang went to Zimbabwe to do business."

Captain Kong showed a deep thoughtful expression after another shock, and at the same time, he nodded unconsciously, and understood his brother's meaning very well.

That night, a 10-man combat team of military and police forces was suddenly attacked while searching a slum. After fierce firefighting, the combat team shot and killed two terrorists and found a US-made large-caliber sniper rifle at the residence where the terrorists were hiding, which accidentally cracked the South African assassination case that shocked the world. The news spread that South African state TV immediately interrupted the broadcast of normal programs and interjected this major news.

At this time, Zhao Daxi was drinking hot coffee at home, watching TV with a relaxed expression. The gun was a real gun, and it was indeed the one that assassinated the president. The ballistic comparison result would never be wrong. The man was dead and was blown up by a grenade. If you want to investigate, you may not be able to investigate it. Brother Qingzhong was still very relieved to do his business. There is no need to ask more questions about the ten-person combat team that happened to the murderer. They also know that they are all from the Sea Wolf Commando, and loyalty is not a problem.

Zhao Daxi was satisfied when he saw this, and after taking the last sip of coffee, he went upstairs to sleep.

Early the next morning, at a military base in the outskirts of Johannesburg.

Commander Kong ignored the existence of his brothers and was still conscientious and responsible with the commander of the army. Several senior police officials gathered together to discuss in a low voice. The army's inventory operation today was confirmed and the wanted list was sent to various combat teams. The commander was also Yang Su's confidant, and it was a harmonious cooperation with Instructor Kong. Zhao Daxi was happy to be idle. He looked around at the combat map and joked with a beautiful black pearl communication officer.

He was in a relaxed mood and humorous and humorous manner. From time to time, he was funny and funny. Commander Kong hurriedly looked at him. Kong Qingzhong was sent with a warning look, and Zhao Daxi quickly raised his hand to surrender to show his innocence. When the senior officials of the police department saw this scene, they couldn't help but smile. After a busy morning, the sound of military and police soldiers set off outside.

The sound of the rumbling armored vehicles added a bit of murderous atmosphere to Johannesburg in the early morning.

After finally waiting for only two people left in the command center, Kong Qingzhong grinned and said angrily: "Why are you here again? I think you are a weasel to wish the chicken a New Year. Tell me, what's the matter?"

Zhao Daxi was embarrassed to see that he was so innocent. Of course, Lao Kong had no choice but to say anything to him, and he would not be vague even if he ordered Daoshan and Fire. After thinking about it, he subconsciously took out the check. Thinking about it, he had no choice but to declare Lao Kong, so he could only open the check.

Kong Qingzhong was really angry when he saw his actions of taking out the check: "What are you doing? Want to give me money?"

Zhao Daxi has never been so embarrassed in his life. He smiled awkwardly and didn't know what to say.

Kong Qingzhong couldn't help laughing and scolding when he saw him like this: "Get out of your egg, I'm still busy."

Zhao Daxi was embarrassed again and could only put away the check with a smile. He knew that Lao Kong was one of the few people in the world who didn't like money and would never ask for any money he gave him. This person is also an iron-blooded soldier who values ​​love and righteousness, and he is much more purely righteous than him, Zhao.

Kong Qingzhong saw that he had packed the check, his face improved and put it on his shoulder and said, "Brother, I just want you to tell the truth. Do you know what you are doing?"

Zhao Daxi was asked again when he was speechless, and could only smile bitterly and ask back: "Where are you, do you know what you are doing?"

This time it was Old Confucius' turn to speak in a mess. The two of them couldn't help laughing at each other for a while, and they felt a little in common. After a while, Kong Qingzhong sat down on the chair casually, and took off his military hat and went to the table.

He spoke a little sincerely: "I should thank you if I talk about it. I have been in charge of soldiers for my whole life, but I have never fought a war. This time I have been a war addiction... I am really grateful to you, brother, after I have been in vain for this war, I have not lived in vain for this life."

When Zhao Daxi heard the joy of hehe, he sighed and sighed in his heart that the soldiers in peaceful times were really sad.

I also know that Kong Qingzhong's words were sincere. He was depressed and unsuccessful in the country and was even rolled down by others. Instead, after coming to South Africa, he had the opportunity to command troops to enter the city war. Although he was not commanding a real war, it was just an anti-rage operation. For a iron-blooded soldier like him who didn't love money, he felt that life was worth it.
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