A capable middle-aged man was lying on a single bed and resting. Suddenly, the phone next to his ear vibrated, waking him up from his sleep.

He drowsily touched his cell phone and found that there was no message. Then he touched another one. After seeing the content of the text message, he immediately lost all sleep.

"It's news from the North Korean army. This mobile phone is our only emergency contact method. He must have encountered some serious situation. Xiao Song, translate it immediately!"

"Okay Captain Zhao!"

There was a young woman with short hair lying on the table next to her. When she heard the leader's call, she rubbed her eyes and found the code book from the table.

After completely translating the text message, Xiao Song stared.

Captain Zhao shines the light from the desk lamp on the paper.

"Shao Liang, male, over 40 years old, slightly fat, with good facial features, can produce a special hallucinogen that is highly addictive and can control people's thoughts, making them obedient, crazy, and lose their fear, on the 29th

Entry."

"Poison maker..."

Team Zhao repeatedly murmured, "This is a big deal! I want to report it to the team immediately. Xiao Song, please get rid of the mobile phone card immediately to avoid exposing the Korean army!"

Looking back, he dialed the number of the deputy captain of the Yunnan Anti-Narcotics Corps, "Vice Captain Wang, I'm sorry to bother you so late. I have something important to do..."

"New type of drugs? This matter is of great concern and cannot be stopped for a moment. You should come to the anti-drug team immediately and quickly prepare to file a case for investigation!"

"yes!"

…

Northern Myanmar, Bai Family Manor.

After Chao Jun sent the message, he returned to Wang Xueming's room again. Unexpectedly, he seemed to be a different person. He stood in the bathroom blankly, seemingly at a loss.

That's right.

Wang Xueming's mind is indeed very confused now.

He couldn't imagine that he could do these things in an underground building and take nearly twenty lives...

He looked down at his hands, and even now, the gaps between his nails were still full of blood that couldn't be washed away.

"Could it be that I've been holding it in for too long in the mine..."

For five years, Wang Xueming was squeezed by his supervisor every day, either scolded or beaten. In addition, he worked in dark underground mines day and night. The long-term dark and depressing environment distorted his character.

Chao Jun narrowed his eyes and lowered his voice.

"I have reported the news to my leader. I believe there will be some action internally. I have not disclosed anything about Unit 7472, so you can rest assured."

In fact, he also thought about secretly revealing information about Wang Xueming and Unit 7472 to Team Zhao.

However, the North Korean army recalled the locations and identities of the three crisis incidents.

Ethiopian, Korean man;

Japanese, Asian woman;

A man of Xia nationality from northern Myanmar.

The locations of the three incidents are almost all over the world, and there is no clue at all. This also illustrates that the personnel distribution and intelligence capabilities of code-name 7472 cover almost the entire world.

From the personnel composition, it shows that the members of this organization mainly come from Asia, and it is very likely that the base camp will also be established somewhere in Asia.

Since this is their home court, the North Korean army certainly does not dare to mess around.

If Wang Xueming and 7472 discover the secret leakage of their intelligence and force the other party to turn against them, they will not only put themselves in danger, but also lose a temporary ally. Wouldn't it be "a small gain but a big gain"?

Instead, it is better to try to gain the other party's trust first and extract more information.

"7472..."

When Wang Xueming heard the numbers being recited by the Korean army, he gradually realized that he had gone to explore the secret room and the purpose of this series of actions were all directed by 7472.

But when did you join this organization?

What does this organization do?

He couldn't remember many things at all, as if it had nothing to do with him.

But Wang Xueming knows one thing very well.

At present, he can successfully come out of the underground alive, including gaining the trust of Bai Maoliang and the Korean army, all because of the guidance of this mysterious organization.

He doesn't care whether the other person is a human, a god, or a demon.

As long as he can get rid of his original miserable life, what if he becomes a ghost?

So, Wang Xueming nodded falsely.

At this time, there was a knocking sound at the door, and the injured Akai walked in, calling out names and shouting:

"Director Bai asked you three to go to the development zone quickly. The people sent by the warlords have counterattacked too hard. We need help now!"

"OK."

Seeing that Wang Xueming was silent, Chaojun had no choice but to agree first.

After a while, the three of them were put into a military green SUV, and the car was full of 56 rifles and magazines.

Wang Xueming suddenly felt nervous. Since he retired from the army, he had not touched the 56 for many years. He looked up and down a few times, removed the magazine, and stared at the ammunition quick inspection port at the back, hoping to gradually regain the feeling of the past.

.

Chao Jun raised his eyebrows slightly, always feeling that this guy's movements and demeanor were a bit unfamiliar, completely different from the familiar and capable feeling he had before.

And just when Wang Xueming was about to inspect the barrel of the gun.

Almost instinctively, he suddenly used his left hand to pull the gun bolt neatly.

It was this action that made Chao Jun nod slightly. It seemed that he was overthinking.

At this moment, Wang Xueming suddenly had a lot of knowledge about firearms and shooting skills in his mind.

The feeling of being in the army finally came back.

He expertly placed the 56 on his chest and started loading the Type 54 pistol ammunition.

Da da da……

boom!

At the entrance of the Kokang Development Zone, Bai Maoliang was leading his cronies in a fierce struggle with the warlord troops.

As soon as the vehicle stopped, a bullet shattered the glass and almost grazed Wang Xueming's scalp.

Pan Xinli hurriedly stretched out her hand to suppress Wang Xueming.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak for a long time, the North Korean army had no choice but to urge the driver: "Get out of here quickly!"

However, the surrounding gunfire became more and more intense, and the driver was soon hit in the chest by a stray bullet, killing him completely. The vehicle also began to make an "S" turn on the ground uncontrollably, swaying left and right.

Forced to have no choice but to press the door lock, Chaojun said: "Wang Xueming, we have to jump out of the car immediately!"

As he spoke, he rolled out of the car.

Wang Xueming gritted his teeth and felt hard, and jumped out of the car after Pan Xinli. As his body rolled down, the sand and gravel on the cement road rubbed against his skin, causing him some pain.

Not far away, the North Korean army lowered his body and hid behind a cement telephone pole, shouting in a low voice: "Wang Xueming, what should we do now?"

On the side, Pan Xinli also looked at him stupidly.

Wang Xueming then remembered that the two of them had been following him in the underground building, and now they had already developed the instinct to obey orders.

He quickly raised his head and scanned the alley with his eyes.

what to do;

what to do……

As he kept urging himself, his brain began to think in vain, and a large number of tactical command and CQB battle-related rules were quickly restored.

All of a sudden.

The topographic map of the alley was laid out on a flat surface and reflected in front of Wang Xueming's eyes.

"This is a 'T'-shaped alley. Pan Xinli and I march against the wall from the right. To the enemy, you attack along the wall from the left and cut corners to suppress the target on the other side, forming a death cross fire net and shrinking the enemy.

Safe place!"

"clear!"

After hearing the familiar order, the North Korean soldiers decisively stood up and rushed forward with guns in hand.

…

The next day, Ningzhou City was rarely cooler this morning, but there was still some residual dryness in the air.

Ningzhou City National Security Bureau Fifteenth Bureau.

"Morning, Sister Zhu!"

Chen Zhiyu had just said hello to her colleagues, but unexpectedly the other party hurriedly greeted her to the conference room.

The conference room was already filled with all the staff of the Intelligence Unit.
To be continued...