The Pan-Asia Financial Center is a high-end office building located in the downtown area of the provincial capital. Many multinational companies have their offices in this building. Why did Deputy Commander Luo send someone such a letter with no beginning or end? Liu
Ziguang was very suspicious, but he knew that the dignified deputy commander of the military region would never be free enough to tease him, so he decided to try his best no matter whether it was a dragon's pool or a tiger's den...
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He took out a lighter and burned the piece of paper. He looked at his phone and saw that it was already two o'clock. The first dormitory was still some distance from the city center. He had to hurry up to get there on time, so he went out and said to Sekino.
: "I'm going out to do something."
Guan Ye understood the idea and didn't even ask him where he was going to meet whom. He accompanied him downstairs to pick up the car. Liu Ziguang's SUV was parked outside the door, but it couldn't ignite as soon as he started it. Guan Ye helped check it.
After a while, he said that the oil pump was broken and that he had to go to the 4S shop to repair it. He also asked Liu Ziguang to drive his own car there. Liu Ziguang thought about it but declined and said that he could just go out and take a taxi.
He took a taxi in front of the dormitory and headed straight to the city. As soon as he got in the car, Liu Ziguang noticed something was wrong. Two cars parked on the roadside in the distance saw him getting in and started to follow him. Someone was watching him.
Liu Ziguang threw a big bill in front of the driver and said, "No matter what happens later, don't stop, just keep driving."
The driver looked at him inexplicably. There happened to be a corner in front of him. The taxi slowed down slightly. Liu Ziguang quickly opened the door and jumped out. His movements were incredibly fast, and he even closed the door. The driver was so surprised that he almost hit the brakes, but he thought
What this strange passenger said just now added fuel to the fire and left.
Liu Ziguang ducked into the alley on the side of the road and went out from the other side. There were several disabled vehicles parked on the side of the road. He got on one of them and said: "Subway station."
After arriving at the subway station, he bought a ticket and followed the crowds down the elevator. Liu Ziguang glanced behind him subconsciously. There were all unfamiliar faces, but his intuition told him that someone was still following him.
On the subway platform, Liu Ziguang deliberately did not take the first train in order to determine who was following him. Soon he had targeted four or five faces, including young lovers, college students wearing glasses, and someone pretending to be a subway cleaner.
Yes, considering that I have calmed down recently, I haven't provoked anyone, and no one will put up such a big battle to keep an eye on me, then the only explanation is: test.
He walked to the end of the subway station seemingly casually, sat down on a bench, bought a newspaper, sat down and looked at it casually. When the next train came, he put down the newspaper and squeezed on, using the corner of his eye.
Guang saw a few people watching and crowded in. He calculated the time and suddenly jumped out at the moment when the door was about to close.
The subway left and the station was empty except for the cleaner. Liu Ziguang faced him and walked straight over. The man was obviously a novice and was at a loss. Liu Ziguang stood still in front of him and said in a sarcastic tone.
: "The air headset is exposed, brother." After saying that, he turned around and left.
When Liu Ziguang took the next subway and arrived at the city center, he found that there were still people following him. This time he was a little hairy. These guys were like maggots on the tarsal bones and couldn't be shaken off. What was going on? Look.
It was already two-fifty when he looked at his phone. If he couldn't get rid of these tails, it would be too late. Suddenly an idea appeared in his mind. He had an idea and followed the crowd into the supermarket. He put his phone in front of a couple.
He put it in his backpack, then walked around a few times and slipped out of the emergency exit of the underground parking lot. This time there was no tail behind him.
Liu Ziguang finally arrived at the downstairs of the Pan-Asia Financial Building. People were coming and going, and there was a constant flow of white-collar men and women. He got on the elevator and went straight to the seventeenth floor. This was an ordinary trading company. Opposite the elevator door was the company's building.
There is no other passage through the gate. It seems that this little-known company actually occupies the entire floor. The two glass doors have the logo and name of Yongchang International Trading on them. Next to them is an access control system with a slot for swiping cards. Liu Ziguang does not have an access card.
, and pressed the call button.
"Yongchang Trading, who are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Mr. Jiang."
The glass door opened and Liu Ziguang walked straight in. Sitting behind the front desk was an outstanding-looking woman wearing a business suit with a professional smile on her face. She asked sweetly: "Do you have an appointment?"
Liu Ziguang nodded and said yes, and at the same time looked at the layout of the front desk. The decoration was very luxurious, using mostly glass and stainless steel materials. It not only gave a sense of the times, but also made it easy to hide surveillance equipment. He was almost certain that there were at least six or more cameras here for surveillance.
Blind corner surveillance, the possibility of sneaking in by bypassing the front desk is zero.
The receptionist looked at the reservation form in his hand and said, "Mr. Liu, please come in. Mr. Jiang is waiting for you in room 1708."
Liu Ziguang said thank you and walked in. There were doors on both sides of the quiet corridor. There were only numbers and no nameplates on the doors. There was no one in the corridor, and there was no large office area like ordinary large companies. There were broken telephones and fax machines.
The bustle of paper machines and the comings and goings have nothing to do with this place. There are only thick carpets that make no sound when walking on them and cameras everywhere.
When I came to the door of Room 1708, I knocked lightly. The door opened from the inside. This was a conference room. Two men were sitting in it. When they saw Liu Ziguang at the door, they exchanged glances. The older one among them
The one smiled and said: "Come in, Mr. Liu."
Liu Ziguang walked in, found a seat and sat down, waiting for them to speak. The person who spoke earlier took out Liu Ziguang's mobile phone and pushed it over, saying: "The vigilance and anti-tracking capabilities are pretty good. It can save us a lot of training time."
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Liu Ziguang asked: "Who are you?"
"Forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jiang Bin, the legal representative of Yongchang International Trading, and this is Zhao Hui, the company's marketing manager."
The younger man was about thirty years old. He had a shaved head and a round face. He looked harmless. He was dressed in a shirt and tie, which matched well with the atmosphere of the Pan-Asia Financial Center.
After the two parties shook hands and greeted each other, Jiang Bin got straight to the point: "From today on, you are our new employee of Yongchang International Trade. Xiao Zhao, please explain the company's discipline to him."
Zhao Hui opened a notebook and was about to speak when Liu Ziguang waved his hand to stop him and asked: "But I haven't agreed yet, so how can I become a new employee of the company? At least we need to talk about the salary and scope of work first."
Jiang Bin smiled: "You have to agree even if you don't agree. This is an order."
"What order? Who gave me the order?" Liu Ziguang spread his hands and expressed confusion.
"Why, didn't you know that you are already an active-duty soldier?" Jiang Bin looked surprised and took out a red-covered ID from the drawer and handed it over.
Liu Ziguang took it and looked at it carefully. It was a red plastic leather document. On the front was the 815-pointed star military emblem and the Chinese People's Liberation Army officer ID card. The Central Military Commission of the People's Republic of China was gilded. Inside was a bareheaded photo of himself in military uniform, his name and his place of origin.
Age, nationality, etc., department is Ordnance Department, position is Assistant, rank is Major.
"Your organizational relationships and files are in the Southeast Military Region. You are seconded to us for use first. We are all active military personnel. The company is just covering our identities. There is nothing to hide. Okay, now let Xiao Zhao take you to the base for training.
Bar."
Liu Ziguang remained silent. Only then did he understand that Deputy Commander Luo had good intentions. After all, he was a deputy commander with a special warfare background and knew where his good steel would be best used.
Whether Yongchang International Trade is a subordinate department of the General Staff or is run by the Southeast Military Region itself, it doesn’t make much difference to Liu Ziguang. Originally he just wanted to find a thick thigh to hug, but the thigh of the intelligence office was a little more frightening. This
Once you enter this profession, you will never get out of it.
Perhaps he guessed what Liu Ziguang was thinking, Zhao Hui, who was leading the way, turned back and smiled: "Brother, I think you will like it here."
"Really?" Liu Ziguang shrugged noncommittally, followed Zhao Hui down the elevator, went to the underground parking lot and got into a Passat with a civilian license plate.
As soon as the car started, Liu Ziguang knew that this humble Passat had been modified, with at least six cylinders and a strengthened body. It would definitely be a first-class car chase.
Zhao Hui drove smoothly and orderly, and it wasn't until he got out of the outer ring road that the car's engine, which had been sluggish for a long time, came into play. The Passat drove into the wilderness at a speed of 180 yards per hour, with military vehicles plugged in along the roadside.
The gravel road drove into a military base located southwest of the provincial capital.
This is an old base that has been in disrepair for a long time. There are slogans painted long ago on the walls. The buildings are also Soviet-style buildings from the 1950s. There is no sign at the entrance of the base. There is only a sentry with the Bayi Ban on his back. I checked.
Zhao Hui put the car in after getting his ID. The huge playground was deserted, with weeds growing wildly. Several oil depots stood in the distance, and the red words "No Fireworks Strictly" could be seen from a distance.
"This is a warehouse of a certain department to the outside world, but it is actually our training base. You will understand later." Zhao Hui stabilized the car and took Liu Ziguang into the empty corridor of the old Soviet-style office building.
There was no light, and the crisp sound of leather shoes walking on the terrazzo floor could be heard far away.
Zhao Hui opened a door and found an elevator inside. He pressed a set of numbers on the keyboard. The elevator went down and opened the door. There was a cave outside the door. The decoration was completely different from the tattered disguise outside. It turned out to be a high-end shooting range.
, which is completely different from the shooting range that Liu Ziguang and Guan Shanhai went to some time ago.
Liu Ziguang followed Zhao Hui to the ordnance room, which is obviously a world-class weapons exhibition hall, with everything from old World War II guns to the latest individual weapons. It is the nature of every man to like weapons, and Liu Ziguang is no exception. The dazzling array of various firearms makes
He was fascinated.
"What weapons are you good at using?" Zhao Hui asked him.
"Oh... everything is fine." Liu Ziguang replied.
"Hmph, that's quite loud." The armorer was a very thin young man. He was obviously irritated by Liu Ziguang's brazen attitude. He turned around and took down a pistol from the shelf and said, "Then let's practice this."
Liu Ziguang took a closer look and saw that it was a 50ae, which is the legendary Desert Eagle.