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Chapter 1211 The golden cicada escapes its shell

"Dear Sir Khaledhi, I would like to extend my cordial condolences to you only on behalf of our government and President. You have made significant contributions to the diplomatic relations between my country and Syria. Your visit to the imperial capital for medical treatment this time has been highly valued by our government. …….”

The atmosphere in the luxurious bedroom was solemn. Xiao Jinlang, dressed in formal attire, stood in the crowd, surrounded by diplomats from the two countries who came to visit the "China-Syria Friendship Envoy" Khaledhi. The Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs sent senior officials to Damascus in person.

, specially came to express condolences.

But before the Chinese diplomat could finish speaking, the 'dying' 'Halji' on the big bed waved his hand and said: "Stop talking nonsense, send me to a flower grower for medical treatment immediately. I think I can still be rescued."

The Chinese diplomat was stunned. Apparently he had never seen a Syrian official with such a character. Xiao Jinlang behind him coughed, and someone immediately came forward to lift the big bed where 'Khalji' was lying, and lifted it directly from the bed.

The already broken doorway was moved out.

Yes..., someone carried the bed out.

Everyone at the scene was extremely surprised. They did not expect that His Excellency 'Halji' would be so sick that he could not sit up while working hard for the country. And only a few servants and entourage who followed 'Halji' away were unfamiliar to him.

, all the original guards were left behind, except for one.

The big bed was moved out of the villa in a majestic manner, and there were followers with weird looks along the way. And outside the villa was a special large truck, and the big bed with 'Halji' lying on it was shouted and carried into the truck.

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As soon as the truck compartment was closed, the farewell team outside was still waving goodbye. 'Halji', who originally looked like he was about to die, immediately became lively and energetic.

He stood up, stretched out, and complained: "Old Xiao, your work efficiency is too low. You dragged your feet on the arms deal, and you actually made me lie in bed for so long!"

Not to mention the officials and servants in the villa before, even the national security personnel responsible for carrying the bed were surprised. No one expected that the important person in the whole incident had been lying there pretending to be sick and pretending to be dead.

Only Xiao Jinlang, who had followed him into the carriage, coughed, angrily emphasized the safety discipline to his subordinates, and then said to 'Halji': "I think you have been quite comfortable during this period. You have deceived the whole country and even the whole world."

World. How does this feel?"

The person pretending to be Halji was naturally Zhou Qingfeng. He took off a bunch of makeup and debris on his body, and took out his mechanical exoskeleton and various firearms and weapons from under the quilt.

Regarding Xiao Jinlang's teasing, Zhou Qingfeng laughed and said without taking it seriously: "They are all a bunch of idiots, and there is no sense of achievement in teasing them. On the contrary, it feels quite good to be together, vertically and horizontally. I can feel that there is something in it."

Many people are suspicious, but no one has the reason or courage to stand up and expose it."

"What are your plans next?" Xiao Jinlang asked.

"I have given you all the relevant information about Halji. Whether this identity is alive or dead has nothing to do with me. His network of connections is still of great use. I believe you will not let him die easily. As for me?

, just remember to transfer the money to my account."

Zhou Qingfeng single-handedly changed the diplomacy and war situation in the Middle East, which was simply a shocking feat. Countless pairs of eyes stared at him, forcing him to escape on the pretext of seeking medical treatment. At this moment, he still answered questions that were wrong, so Xiao Jinlang had to ask again.

Once 'I'm asking you what do you want to do next'?

"I continue to pick up garbage. I am still a member of the military delegation to aid Syria. I heard that you sent a large teaching team to Latakia to teach the Iranians how to organize the armored brigade. I was told that I can provide logistics personnel.

Are you going to work as a person?"

Zhou Qingfeng said that he still had work to do, but Xiao Jinlang nodded in agreement for the first time.

"You actually don't object?"

"Is it useful to object? If we object, you won't cause trouble. Although you always cause big trouble every time you get into trouble, the results are pretty good."

Xiao Jinlang has finally given up on the idea of ​​restraining Zhou Qingfeng. No matter how he restrains this kid, it's useless. He can do big things even if he doesn't go to the battlefield. He can do anything regardless of rain or clouds. It's better to let him go.

He went wild.

In particular, the war situation in Syria is in a mess, and the forces supported by the Americans are still strong. If you want to open up the situation, it is nothing more than breaking up or establishing. There must be someone who can stir up trouble. Zhou Qingfeng may be able to gain significant results if he participates.

"I have brought a T-45D special operations team here. This team will be commanded by you." Xiao Jinlang said.

The T-45D is the flower grower's own version of the T-45 powered armor, and its performance is relatively balanced. A team of more than ten people is enough to compete with an ordinary mechanized infantry company, and its combat power is quite powerful. This was originally Xiao Jinlang's

The one who was transferred to rescue Zhou Qingfeng might as well just leave it to him now.

"So good?" Zhou Qingfeng really didn't expect that he could command a special operations team.

"But you can't appear in public wearing this skull helmet. It's too hateful." Xiao Jinlang pointed at Zhou Qingfeng's iconic digital helmet. This thing will attract Americans' hot pursuit as soon as it appears.

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"Uh..." This is quite embarrassing. The auxiliary function of the digital helmet is extremely powerful. Without it, Zhou Qingfeng's combat effectiveness will be reduced by at least half. "I can only say that you should be careful not to be seen. It is impossible not to wear it."

"

At this moment, the convoy in which the truck was sitting had already set off for Damascus Airport. Zhou Qingfeng put on his equipment, opened the door of the carriage, looked out, and then turned back to Xiao Jinlang and said: "There is a Syrian girl next to me, a Yazidi.

Promise to give her a sum of money..."

Xiao Jinlang took the lead from Zhou Qingfeng and said, "That girl has been recruited by me."

"What?" Zhou Qingfeng was a little stupid.

"We also need some fresh blood from overseas. That girl is in good condition, has a good character and conduct, and has strong dissatisfaction and hatred for Western countries. I think she is a good prospect. As for the matter between you and her

, I already knew it.”

"I said that girl was originally cold and had a good temper, but why did she suddenly become so enthusiastic towards me and even unlock a lot of postures? It turns out that you are causing trouble behind my back. She is a secret agent who has been by my side during this time?"

"Do you think it's just luck and good fortune that you can safely be a counterfeit? We've done a lot of work behind the scenes and mobilized a lot of resources. It's best for you to break the game, but you can leave as soon as you break the game.

, it’s up to us to wipe the rear.”

Zhou Qingfeng was speechless.

Xiao Jinlang laughed.

It was a rare opportunity to play tricks on this kid, and Xiao Jinlang was so happy.

"Boy, be careful when you go north."

"I'm not afraid of chickens."

"I'm not worried about turkeys, but Americans have military bases in Turkey. American, British, French, and even Israeli special operators often cross the border from Turkey into Syria. You have to be careful."

Zhou Qingfeng nodded and left the carriage.


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