At this time, soldiers from the Chinese Corps Guard Brigade and the First Corps Guard Brigade deployed the entire building to closely protect the Foreign Minister of the First District Military and Political Council.
The foreign minister himself was standing in a room, changing into the military uniforms and body armor of ordinary soldiers with the help of several soldiers. Lu Zhen stood next to him, holding a phone in his hand, and was constantly communicating with people
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"Damn it, are you sure you want a sixty-year-old man to wear equipment weighing dozens of kilograms? Do you want to murder me?" The blond foreign minister, covered with sweat, was suppressing the panic in his heart with anger.
Emotions.
"Mr. Foreign Minister, we are not sure how many snipers are out there. If you are very resistant, you can go out wearing a general uniform. I don't mind."
"……damn it!"
At this moment, Kong Zhenghui hurriedly arrived at the entrance of the building.
"Sir, you can't go in!"
The soldiers at the door stopped him, and one of the white soldiers reminded Kong Zhenghui firmly in English.
Kong Zhenghui took out his ID and said anxiously: "I am Kong Zhenghui from the Security Council. I have already communicated with Secretary-General Lu. Let me in quickly."
"No, no one is allowed to enter this building now." The white soldier said, pushing the safety on the automatic step with his finger: "Please return to your position immediately."
"Wow!"
Other soldiers around him also raised their guns and pulled the bolts.
Kong Zhenghui frowned and could only stand outside the door and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Secretary-General Lu, Secretary-General Lu! It's me, Kong Zhenghui!!"
The shouting echoed throughout the first floor of the building. After hearing it, Lu Zhen in the room hung up the phone, waved his hand to the person next to him and said, "Let him in."
"Let us go." The officer next to him picked up the communicator and ordered outside.
At the door, the soldier put down his gun and turned around to make way. Under the escort of two guards, Kong Zhenghui walked in with a somewhat embarrassed appearance.
When he walked to the house, Ben Ben glanced inside and saw the foreign minister standing inside, changing clothes. At the same time, there were some officers beside him, holding communicators and constantly contacting the general headquarters of the First Corps.
Lu Zhen stepped out, glanced at Kong Zhenghui, closed the door behind him, frowned and asked, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Kong Zhenghui paused and said very firmly: "Secretary-General Lu, I know who planned this assassination."
Hearing this, Lu Zhen was slightly startled, and then asked: "Who is it? How did you know?"
"Is such that……"
Kong Zhenghui explained his suspicions to Lu Zhen in a conclusive manner. After listening, the latter's brows were furrowed and his expression was complicated.
Seeing his expression, Kong Zhenghui immediately said: "Think about it, as soon as the gunfire rang out, Commander-in-Chief Wang was dead, and immediately after, the gunfire rang out throughout Longcheng. Obviously, they had premeditated this.
The purpose is to destroy the internal unity of the Chinese Corps and cause a series of chain reactions. Secretary-General Lu, there is so much chaos outside and fighting is happening around us. Someone must be fishing in troubled waters within us and trying to attack the Foreign Minister. We don’t know who the ghost is.
Now it is very dangerous to evacuate normally. You can't let troops from two armies protect the foreign minister, right?"
Lu Zhen lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and felt that what Kong Zhenghui said made sense. It was precisely because the current situation was so chaotic that the foreign minister changed clothes in the room and wanted to evacuate quietly among the troops.
Thinking of this, he raised his head and asked the other party: "Then what do you think?"
"We can do this..." Kong Zhenghui immediately lowered his voice and whispered in his ear.
After hearing this method, Lu Zhen did not answer immediately, and there was still some hesitation in his eyes.
Kong Zhenghui looked at him and said in a somewhat urgent tone: "Secretary-General Lu, believe me, only in this way can we test how many people are mixed in the army. Even if we can't test it out, we won't lose anything, and we can still increase it.
The security of the foreign minister’s departure.”
Lu Zhen thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll do as you say."
Immediately afterwards, he waved to the brigade commander of the security brigade next to him. After the other party came over, he ordered him: "The situation is like this..."
The two sides communicated in low voices.
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At the same time, the edge area of Hantang Street.
In a spacious compound, more than eighty soldiers wearing special combat uniforms squatted here holding weapons.
Yuan Biao was like an ant on a hot pot at this moment, restless. After he met Yu Mingyuan, he originally wanted to sneak into the escort team as planned and complete the task of capturing the foreign minister alive.
But he didn't expect that the security brigade would respond so quickly. Now the entire Hantang Street was under martial law, and it was under their control. The peripheral troops couldn't get close at all.
Not only Yuan Biao, but Yu Mingyuan was also very anxious at this time. He was wearing headphones and listening to Dai Quan's report on Yao Doudou's situation, while at the same time he was worried about whether the task of arresting the foreign minister could be successfully completed.
After waiting for a while, Yu Mingyuan couldn't hold himself back, turned to Yuan Biao and asked: "How is the situation over there?"
"Don't make any noise yet." Yuan Biao sat on two square bricks and waved his left hand towards him. He held the communicator in his right hand and was listening to the sound on the public channel.
Five minutes later, there was still silence in the public frequency communication system, and no one called out.
Seeing this situation, Brother Qiu, who was wearing the same style of special combat uniform next to him, couldn't help but ask: "Why is there no movement on the public channel?"
Yuan Biao put down the communicator, thought for a moment and said: "They must have noticed that someone in the team had sneaked in, so they locked all the channels. They probably changed it to point-to-point communication now... We should have been dragged to other frequency divisions.
, unable to get in touch with other troops, and can only passively accept the information given to us above."
Brother Qiu frowned: "They responded much faster than we expected. If so, this matter will be difficult to handle."
After the words fell, everyone couldn't help but fell silent. Everyone lowered their heads and thought about countermeasures. At this moment, the communicator suddenly buzzed, and then a voice came out: "Special Operations Team 1, are you there? Please reply if you hear me!"
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Yuan Biao was startled when he heard this voice because he recognized it. It was Lu Zhen's voice.
He thought for a moment and immediately replied: "Special Operations Team 1 has received it. I am the captain Yuan Biao. Please speak."
Lu Zhen immediately ordered: "You immediately lead the troops to the intersection of Sanhe Street and Tiandi Street, and clean and guard within one kilometer here."
Yuan Biao paused and asked: "Are there any cooperating units?"
Lu Zhen replied: "No, you are the only one responsible for this area. Remember, don't let any unit get close to that area except you, clean it up quickly, and report back when the work is done. You are very close to the target location, so I will
You have ten minutes."
Yuan Biao said hurriedly: "But the people in the security brigade won't let us in."
"I have already communicated with them, and they will let you go. Just go, that's it!"
"yes!"
After saying that, the communication was hung up. Yuan Biao turned to Yu Mingyuan and waved his hands and said: "There is a new mission, let's go there."
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On the border between Lao Mo and Longcheng, the coalition's 300,000 troops have begun to move, heading straight towards Longcheng in a mighty manner. However, the main force is marching in a slightly different direction.
In the command vehicle, Su Tianyu held a communicator and shouted to Tan Mingchao: "Your mission is to get me to the connection area between Longcheng City and the First Corps Base. At all costs, get me nailed