Xu Jiyuan is disabled. Even if he finds a suitable kidney source, he is still half a disabled person. However, he is lucky compared to some people. When he heard the news that Tan Zhihai died in a foreign country, he only felt a chill down his spine. The terrible thing was not
The feeling of being hunted and having nowhere to hide, but the feeling of loss of being abandoned by the organization and becoming a victim.
He called Ye Junsheng and asked to send someone to protect him, but he was rejected coldly. Ye Junsheng's secretary told him that according to relevant regulations, he could not enjoy guard treatment at his level, and the chief was very busy. He should try his best to ask for anything in the future.
It is better to reflect through normal organizational procedures.
That night, Xu Jiyuan was lying on the hospital bed. In just a few days, he had lost a lot of hair, and his scalp could be seen on his forehead. His energy was much worse than before. He could not concentrate, his muscles were weak, and his thinking was slow.
, the whole person's condition is far worse than before.
He fell into a deep sleep and suddenly woke up from his nightmare. He saw a dark figure at the head of the bed. He was tall and seemed to be the assassin who hit him that day.
"Liu Ziguang asked me to bring you something good," the man said, speaking Mandarin with a hint of Jiangbei flavor.
"I'm just following the order." Xu Jiyuan's voice was very weak. He knew that he couldn't escape. Even if he escaped this time, he would not be able to escape the next time.
"You don't have the right not to shoot, but you have the right to raise the muzzle of the gun three inches. But at first you chose the worst way to poison an innocent old man with radioactive substances. Do you still have a conscience?" The black figure
He said in a lowered voice.
"I...I have my say, you go ahead and do it." Xu Jiyuan closed his eyes, raised his neck and killed him.
After waiting for a long time, there was no movement. When he opened his eyes, there was no shadow.
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Europe, Republic of Bosnia and Herzegovina, Sarajevo, this is an ancient city with a long history, surrounded by mountains and pleasant scenery. The architecture of the Turkish period and the architecture of the Austro-Hungarian Empire complement each other. The spiers of the Orthodox church and the tower of the mosque echo each other. The stone paving
The old streets were wet after the rain, and the walls of roadside coffee shops and barbecue restaurants still had bullet marks left from the civil war in the 1990s.
The arms broker Mihailo came out of the pub drunk. He had been very happy recently. He swallowed a $100,000 deposit from an African buyer and received benefits from an American. He was very rich and bought a new car.
The Mercedes-Benz sedan was parked in front of the pub.
Mihailo burped, took out the car key, and then smiled to himself. This new type of luxury Mercedes-Benz car has a keyless start.
Suddenly, an unlicensed Volkswagen quickly passed by from behind, with two black gun barrels sticking out of the car. At that moment, the alcohol in Mihailo's veins turned into cold sweat, and 36,000 blood flowed from his body.
From his pores, he is not a street gangster, but a veteran who has experienced the Bosnian civil war. He always carries two guns, a CZ75 automatic pistol hanging under his arm, and a Czech-made VZ61.
Micro submachine guns are usually kept in cars.
It was too late to think about anything now. It was useless even to carry the RPG7 with him, because he had no time to draw his gun. Two cheap submachine guns made in Yugoslavia were spraying tongues of flame wildly, beating Mihailo as if he was in the wind.
The leaves are generally fallen.
When the ambulance arrived, Mihailo had been shot dead by dozens of bullets.
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Canada, Vancouver, Chen Xuanwu was walking alone in the boulevard. He was in a very depressed mood. Because of evading huge amounts of taxes, he was included in the list of wanted criminals by the Chinese police. Now Canada is considered an illegal immigrant. Fortunately, the Chen family has been transferred long ago.
A batch of assets going abroad would cost at least several million U.S. dollars, which would be enough for him to hire a lawyer to file a lawsuit, apply for asylum, and so on.
He came back from the law firm. Since he didn't have a Canadian driver's license, he didn't dare to drive. It was no better here than in China. Let alone driving without a license. Even if he killed a lot of people, he could easily get rid of it. This is a foreign country, and that in China is
The trap won't work, the Royal Canadian Mounted Police are not vegetarians, and catching him driving without a license will be a big problem.
Not far away, there were several young black men standing on the roadside. They were all wearing hip-hop attire and had thick dog leashes hanging around their necks. Looking at their clothes, it was obvious that they were looking at Chen Xuanwu with eager eyes. He subconsciously wanted to avoid them, but at the same time he was thinking
He lamented that in China, not only would he not avoid them, but he would also actively challenge them. If he didn't make these guys submissive, he wouldn't even have the surname Chen.
That was all a thing of the past. With the death of his father and the resignation of his uncle, the Chen family and the Mai family were no longer in glory. They were lucky to be able to save their lives. Thinking of this, Chen Xuanwu wrapped his coat tightly, lowered his head and took a detour.
However, those black youths followed him unexpectedly. Chen Xuanwu was frightened and ran away. However, he could not outrun the explosive black men. He was soon caught up. He felt a chill in his waist and his legs became weak.
, threw himself on the ground, crawled forward a few steps with difficulty, and was dragged back again, leaving a shocking blood trail on the ground. The black people found a mobile phone, wallet, watch, gold pen and other items from his body.
Coaxed to disperse.
"Damn it, am I going to die here?" Chen Xuanwu breathed heavily, lying on his back. The sky was so blue and the trees were so green. It was a pity that he couldn't see any of this.
He slowly closed his eyes.
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At the multi-purpose training ground of the China Peacekeeping Police Training Center in Langfang, Hebei Province, the new trainees lined up neatly in a square formation, wearing navy blue one-piece training uniforms and sky-blue berets with United Nations emblems on their heads.
Badge, these peacekeeping policemen are elites selected from the two million public security police across the country. Each one has extraordinary skills, and Hu Rong, selected by the Jiangbei Municipal Bureau, is among them.
The selection standards for United Nations peacekeeping police are very high. They require good health, up to standard physical fitness, five years of police service, two years of driving experience, familiarity with the use of firearms, and proficiency in foreign languages. Hu Rong has no problem with the first few items, but the foreign language test is a bit difficult for her. Fortunately, she
My foundation was not bad, so I asked Xiaomiao in the bureau to give me some help before the test, but my results were still not satisfactory. The strange thing was that I passed in the end.
Of course Hu Rong didn't know that it was her father who greeted Song Jianfeng at the critical moment. He said that Rongrong was holding back some anger in her heart and it would be good for her to go out and relax.
The director of the Public Security Department of Jiangdong Province greeted Hu Rong. Naturally, Hu Rong was admitted under special circumstances, but the more severe elimination was still ahead. If he could not pass the relevant physical and skill tests, it would be useless even if the minister said hello, because the United Nations was responsible for the final check.
of officials.
Since Hu Rong was the last one to join the training, and there were rumors that she was a well-connected person, everyone looked at her a little differently, but Hu Rong quickly told them with facts that she was no worse than anyone else.
The training is quite arduous, and the intense physical training every day is too much for even the male riot team members who were selected from other provinces and cities, let alone the female team members like Hu Rong. But to everyone's surprise, this one doesn't look like this.
Such a strong female police officer is actually as good as the male team members in long-distance running and fighting. During a combat training, a 1.8-meter-tall male team member was knocked down by Hu Rong in one round. She was far ahead in marksmanship, especially with pistols.
Rapid fire, almost ready to participate in provincial competitions.
Later, everyone found out that Officer Hu was a second-level model hero of the Ministry of Public Security. His skills were honed in face-to-face confrontations with extremely vicious criminals, and were naturally different from those heroes on the training ground.
This peacekeeping mission is different from previous missions in Haiti and other countries, that is, the time is tight and the task is heavy. It only takes three months from selection to training to going abroad to perform missions, so many team members have performed peacekeeping missions.
Veterans, and some are directly selected from the cadres and soldiers of the peacekeeping force stationed in Sudan. Since Western Saddamoa was once a Portuguese colony, English and French are not available, and all trainees must learn Portuguese.
At this point, Hu Rong and they were on the same starting line again.
On this day, everything seemed to be normal. After completing physical training, everyone was sweating and walking into the cafeteria to prepare for a meal. Suddenly, the director of the training center walked into the cafeteria with a few foreigners and announced to everyone: "Accept the latest order from the United Nations."
, ended the training early and rushed to Western Saddamoa to perform peacekeeping missions."
Everyone was stunned, and then burst into cheers. This meant that no one needed to be eliminated. They could all go abroad to perform tasks. Although there is no special treatment for being a peacekeeping police officer in Africa, they can wear blue berets.
The hat represents the country's contribution to world peace and stability and is the pride of every Chinese police officer.
The mission was urgent, and the trainees didn't even have time to eat. They went back to pack their bags and prepare to leave. Accompanying them to Africa were ten wheeled armored vehicles produced by Chenguang Factory. The white body was painted with black UN letters and blue
The United Nations emblem was so majestic and elegant that the students' hearts were filled with excitement. Before they even arrived, their hearts had already flown to Africa, which is thousands of miles away.
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Beijing, Zhicheng Group.
Li Wan held a postcard from Switzerland in his hand, his hand trembling slightly. There was no signature on the postcard, only the beautiful Alpine scenery, but it undoubtedly conveyed a message.
He is still alive and healthy. I once thought that I would never see him again in this life, this man who made me unforgettable and heartbroken.
She resolutely picked up the phone and simply said: "Mr. Wei, please come over."
Wei Ziqian quickly came to Mr. Li's office and stood with his hands hanging: "Mr. Li, are you looking for me?"
"Ziqian, get ready, let's go to Sissa Damoa."
Wei Ziqian raised her eyebrows. This was her surprised expression. She is now in charge of Zhicheng Overseas. The company has a billion-dollar project in West Sadamoya, but the investment is not very large, and the stranded workers are only
There are hundreds of people, and there is no need for the boss to personally go and comfort them.
"He is there." Li Wan said with a smile, but his eyes were a little moist. There was a moment's thought in his mind that he wanted to keep the news that Liu Ziguang was still alive, but he quickly gave up the idea. Since Liu Ziguang's "death news"
"After hearing this, Wei Ziqian fell seriously ill and is still thin and frail. Perhaps the good news that Liu Ziguang is still alive can cheer her up.
"Oh," Wei Ziqian just responded lightly, turned around and left without saying anything more, "I should be able to get my plane ticket tomorrow in time."
"You arrange it, the sooner the better." Li Wan turned around in his chair happily, and the gray dusty sky outside seemed to become brighter.