Qin Fei opened his mouth and wanted to comfort Michelle.
But he suddenly realized that there was really nothing he could do.
MI17 is a secret intelligence department. Even Michelle's identity is still an officer with a military rank. Their organization has strict systems and regulations.
Even if I wanted to make Michelle feel better, it would be impossible.
No one can watch so many of his men die overnight and remain calm.
None of them are three-year-olds, and no one is more mature, calm, or objective than the other.
As long as there is a chance to deal with Kawasaki Ryuichi, Qin Fei believes that Michelle will not give up.
From this point of view, the failure of the "shark hunting" operation in the waters near the Solomon Islands has completely caused Michel to lose his command.
After thinking about it, Qin Fei didn't plan to say anything else.
However, he felt he could do something.
…
Early the next morning.
Michelle put on her backpack and left the hospital for the airport.
In the car, she looked out the window at the pleasant morning scenery, feeling filled with emotion.
Since joining MI17 and becoming the commander of overseas operations, the first independent mission Michelle received was to track down Ryuichi Kawasaki. Unexpectedly, this would be his first and last mission.
She is clear about the rules of mi17. I am afraid that after this time, even if the investigation committee concludes that she has not made any mistakes, this operation is purely a trap set by the enemy, and as the commander, Michelle does not have to do this
Take any responsibility.
Even so, she knew that it was impossible for her to return to a front-line command position.
Based on past experience and practice, she will be assigned to work at the mi17 headquarters of the USS Whitehall, doing some work similar to that of a white-collar office worker. Just like she did in the Naval Intelligence Office, it is called analyzing intelligence at best, but at worst, it is called intelligence analysis.
Just doing some boring chores in the office.
For Michelle, she was unwilling to engage in this kind of clerical job under any circumstances.
Soldiers, there are only two ways.
Either die on the battlefield, that is the best destination for a warrior.
Either you will be lucky enough to survive until the end, and then be declared honorably discharged, and sit by the fire when you are old and brag about your glorious history to your children and grandchildren.
And changing your career to become a civilian? That would be equivalent to giving up your identity as a soldier and becoming an insignificant passerby.
Michelle suddenly began to consider her own options.
If things really come to that point and I am announced to be transferred back to a civilian position, how should I face it?
At that time, I put in so much effort and sweat to squeeze into the special forces, known as the man's world. Later, through my own hard work, I joined mi17 and got the precious opportunity to go overseas to perform front-line intelligence work.
You have paid so much for more than just finding a job that can be used to register your household registration behind a quiet desk.
She quickly made up her mind. If she was transferred, she would simply submit her retirement application, leave the army, and leave the intelligence circle.
Where will you work after you leave?
During the declassification period, I am afraid that I will not be able to engage in new related military work. Otherwise, it would be a good choice to work in Qin Fei's mercenary group or the Gray Rabbit Defense Company in London.
After thinking wildly for a while, Michelle realized that she actually had no way out.
Being the best soldier has forced me to move forward. For a person of my level who has worked overseas for many years, he knows too much.
If this deprivation period is too long, it will make you suffocate to death!
Stay and try to get back to the front line?
Is this still possible?
Michelle, whose thoughts were messy, finally arrived at the airport.
This military airport located on the outskirts of the city is stationed with a small number of troops who come to conduct military exchanges with the Australian military, so many weapons and supplies are also transported here from this airport.
Today, a C-10 flying from the UK will land here. After unloading its cargo, it will return to the Nato military base in Europe. According to the internal military schedule, Michelle will take this plane back to her motherland.
The more important point is that she is here to hand over work.
Because Baron Harvey once said when he asked himself to hand over command and return to the UK, there would be a random passenger following the C-10 transport today.
This passenger, Michelle, also knew him. He was a colleague of another action team member in mi17, and he was much more senior than Michelle.
This guy named Locke has reached the rank of colonel, but he has been engaged in the most dangerous front-line intelligence work. He is considered a celebrity in mi17, a star agent that everyone knows about.
Well, it's better to leave it to Locke to continue tracking Kawasaki Ryuichi than to leave it to a idiot who doesn't understand the situation at all.
Major Michelle got off the car and walked into the large warehouse next to the tarmac, where she wanted to complete the handover of work with Colonel Locke.
Although he was about to have his power reduced, Michelle showed no resistance and did not even think about Baron Harvey giving him a chance to stay.
After all, in her own heart, the more than 20 special forces members who died last night all died because of her own mistakes.
You should receive the punishment you deserve, instead of having the nerve to argue.
The C-10 transport plane soon appeared in the sky. After circling for a circle, it chose the correct runway and accurate landing position, landed steadily on the ground, and then slowly drove to the front of the hangar.
Michelle took out the USB flash drive from her backpack at noon today. She spent some time sorting out these things. It contained various information about her pursuit of Ryuichi Kawasaki over the years, as well as her personal analysis of Ryuichi Kawasaki.
These are valuable first-hand information. With these, Colonel Locke's work will be carried out more smoothly.
The door at the tail of the plane slowly opened, and several British soldiers shouted and waved, asking their comrades at the airport to come over and help.
The small forklift that had been prepared slowly drove onto the plane along the tail door panel, used the forklift to lift up the materials inside one by one, and then slowly reversed back to the ground to send away the equipment and materials.
Major Michel waited under the plane for a long time and did not see Colonel Locke.
She looked at her watch and saw that it was getting late.
Locke is an excellent agent engaged in secret work. One of the most important things in this business is punctuality. Now it is obvious that Locke is late.
However, Michelle soon discovered that something was wrong.
So she stopped a chief engineer in the C-10 Hercules transport aircraft and told him that she was a major and was waiting here for another colleague named Colonel Locke, but so far she had not seen him there.
"Sir, there is no such person on our plane. Since takeoff, these are the only ones on our plane..."
As he spoke, he waved his hand and drew a circle in front of him.
"That's all these people, there's no one else."
"What?" Michelle couldn't believe her ears. She couldn't help but take out the satellite phone, then dialed the number and walked towards the belly of the aircraft.
In the cabin, there were still soldiers busy unloading cargo, but as the soldier he had pulled just now answered, there was no Colonel Locke here at all.
"What the hell?!" Michelle finally dialed Baron Harvey's work mobile phone.
However, there was a busy signal on the other end and the call was not connected.
Michelle looked at the screen of the satellite phone. She wanted to check the signal. Is it because this was a military base and there was a special interference channel, so Baron Harvey couldn't dial in at all.
The signal is full, no problem.
It seems that there is a problem with Baron Harvey's mobile phone, maybe it is turned off.
Under normal circumstances, Baron Harvey's work phone is on four hours a day, because anything reported to him is a major event.
Michelle dialed the same number again.
Sure enough, I still couldn't get through, and there was nothing except a beeping busy tone.
"Fake!"
Even women can't help but curse in secret.
What the hell is going on here? Didn't I agree that I would come to the airport to meet Colonel Locke and then hand over work with him in the hangar?
But judging from the current situation, let alone Colonel Locke, not even Baron Harvey can be found.
Michelle suddenly felt that she had been tricked again. Just like last night, she had been tricked.
"Fake!"
She cursed loudly, stepped off the cabin board, and left the plane.
The soldiers unloading the cargo looked at this female officer who was n ranks higher than themselves, made faces at each other, and stuck out their tongues.
In their opinion, a female major like Michelle could actually use swear words.
Of course, they had no idea that Michelle would not only curse but also beat people, even men.
Michelle stood on the tarmac and thought for a while, then dialed Baron Harvey's office number.
Even though Harvey is not in the office, his secretary is there, and the secretary should know where the old man has been and why he turned off his phone.
Sure enough, the answer was quickly obtained from the secretary in Baron Harvey's office.
The Baron went to the Ministry of National Defense to have a meeting with others. Because the content of the meeting was relatively sensitive, he was not allowed to answer the phone during the process.
As for Colonel Locke's matter, the secretary didn't know much either, leaving it up to Michelle to figure it out.
While talking on the phone with Harvey's secretary, a green jeep drove up to the lawn in front of the hangar, the door opened, and Qin Fei jumped out of the car.
Looking at Major Michelle looking like an ant on a hot pot, Qin Fei waved to her.
"Major! I have good news for you!"
Michelle ended the call with Harvey's secretary, looked back at Qin Fei, and asked: "Qin, what's the good news?"'
A good premonition passed through Michelle's mind.
"You don't have to wait for Colonel Locke." Qin Fei said.
"Qin, have you done something wrong?" Michelle seemed to have guessed something.
Qin Fei said: "I didn't do any tricks. Even if I did, it was a good trick."
While talking, Qin Fei returned to the jeep and took out a backpack.
Obviously, this is his luggage.
Shaking his head in the direction of the hangar, Qin Fei said to Michelle: "Let's go and sit in the hangar. We'll leave after they finish unloading the cargo and refueling."
"Go? Where?" Michelle couldn't believe what she heard.
Things seem to be taking a turn for the better.
But she still didn't know how Qin Fei could affect her future?
What methods did he use?
Relying on Ms. M’s help? It makes no sense. One intelligence department interferes in the internal affairs of another intelligence department? This is simply a fantasy! (To be continued)