The struggle between organizations can no longer satisfy individual soldiers. Today's struggles tend to be modernized operations, and high-end weapons and information warfare have also shown explosive growth. Mei Yan glanced at the soldiers and asked: "What's going on?"
"The second successor at the Middle East base, Jordan, sent a telegram." The soldier hurriedly handed over the telegram respectfully. Mei Yan took the telegram and glanced at it, with a flash of astonishment in her eyes. What is going on? About
Erdan actually asked for a private meeting with her. Meiyan's clever mind was changing rapidly, and before long, she immediately replied to the soldier: "Reply to him and tell him that the meeting place will be in the City of Voltaire!"
"Yes!" The soldier nodded and hurriedly ran down.
Within two days, 300 soldiers led by Jordan were stationed outside the city and set up tents. Judging from the situation, they did not seem to intend to carry out a large-scale attack. There was no sign of even a sneak attack, because no one was stupid enough to do so.
Aboveboard.
On the night when the garrison arrived, Jordan went to the city of Voltaire alone. Under the leadership of the soldiers, he entered the castle and met Mei Yan, who was rumored to be as beautiful as a fairy in the parlor of the castle. Mei Yan passed by like this
After years of hard work in maintaining her body, her figure is still hot, her face is naturally very delicate, and her snow-white skin is as if it were condensed fat.
"Oh, God bless you, Miss Meiyan. The first time I saw you, I always thought you were just a little girl in her early twenties!" Jordan is tall and powerful, with a height of 1.9 meters.
The face of a typical Middle Eastern man, wearing camouflage uniform, with his right hand close to his chest, bowed to Meiyan. Meiyan smiled and said: "Mr. Jordan, are you here just to praise me? If that's the case,
, I think there’s really no need for us to meet!”
"Oh, no, Allah will definitely understand my heart!" Jordan smiled lightly: "Miss Meiyan, I came to you this time to talk to you about something!"
"What's going on? Let's sit down and talk. I believe Mr. Jordan hasn't had dinner yet. Why don't we come together?" Mei Yan smiled.
"That's great!" Jordan nodded hurriedly.
Meiyan ordered the cook to prepare dinner for the two of them, and poured out the wine she mixed. While drinking the wine Meiyan brewed by herself, Jordan couldn't help but sigh: "Tsk, tsk, this wine, this person, this world is really incredible.
Do you know who can marry the best in the world like Miss Meiyan? Miss Meiyan, I would like to ask, do I still have the qualifications?!"
"Haha, Mr. Jordan, don't you know that I am already married?" Mei Yan smiled.
"Ah?!" Jordan was stunned, looked at Mei Yan in surprise, and said, "But I've never heard of that before. What's more, you still don't have children, and you've never met your husband!"
"My husband is the greatest man in the world!" Mei Yan held a fork in her hand and raised it high, as if she was swearing some heroic words. Jordan was slightly stunned and asked hurriedly: "Excuse me
Who is it?! I really want to know who you think is the greatest man!”
"He is Li Si, the youngest general in China!" Mei Yan smiled.
"Sigh..." Jordan took a breath. On the day of Li Si's wedding, there were only four wives in the wedding report, but no one knew that the only bridesmaid turned out to be Li Si's secret wife.
Jordan finally understood and said with a wry smile: "It seems that we can only get back to business!"
