Although this man was also wearing a military uniform, he seemed to be an internal service officer.

"Yun Ting is five years older than me. Our age difference is pretty good. Lin Muluo responded generously.

"Well, hehe, I'm thinking too much. I didn't expect you to be so young, Commander. ”

"Political Commissar Qiao, if you have nothing to do, you can go and see the rehearsal over there in the family building, I still have an important task today."

Important task?

Political Commissar Qiao glanced at Lin Mumu suspiciously, and shook his head helplessly.

Playing with women in the office counts as an important task? This army commander is good at everything, but there is a problem with his style! I have to talk about it when I go back, why did I get such an unstable hairy boy to be in charge of the Nineteenth Army.

After Commissar Qiao left, Yun Ting continued to talk to Lin Mumu about Sakurajima Country.

The Sakurajima country spy organization basically follows the method of raising killers in the ancient recipes of the Huaxia Kingdom.

That is to cast a wide net and compete with cutthroat competition.

They will recruit hundreds or thousands of children for training, let them compete and kill each other, and wait for the last few to come out of the sea of corpses and blood before they can really enter the spy organization.

And these personnel who enter the spy organization are often subject to various controls.

Their lives can only be continued if they complete their tasks, and if they fail their tasks, they can only die. As for the betrayal of the organization, it will die even worse.

So on the Sakurajima side, they don't mind the nationality of those children at all, not to mention the yellow race, even black and white children, they will be captured and cultivated.

After being cultivated by this kind of death education since childhood, people only have the idea of living in their hearts. It's actually very well controlled.

"So you don't believe in Inoue Ichiro, do you?"

"It's hard to say. But before I could judge friend or foe, I chose not to judge. Until you can't determine who he is, you'd better be able to control your emotions as well. You are now a member of the Hidden Group. ”

This time, in order to prevent people like Political Commissar Qiao from visiting the door again, Yun Ting deliberately locked the door before telling Lin Mumu this.

The office of their military district is very well soundproofed, and there are various anti-eavesdropping measures, so it is safest to speak here.

Lin Mumu nodded and put this matter aside for the time being.

……

On October 1, Lin Mumu got up early in the morning, wore a white tracksuit, and mingled with Yunting in the crowd watching the ceremony.

In Huaxia, the 11th day is the National Day, the whole country celebrates, salarymen can take a few days off, and the capital Antianmen will also have a lively military parade.

The people of Yanjing will also get up early in the morning to join in the fun, just to see my Chinese military posture and military appearance.

After that, there will be activities such as leaders' speeches and meetings.

In short, the day of national rejoicing is also the time when spies and reactionary organizations from all sides are most active.

Yunting's position is arranged internally, and they are at the forefront of the crowd, and they can see it most clearly.

The soldiers of China stand upright, walk neatly, and wear good-looking military uniforms.

Lin Mumu looked at them, then turned his head to look at the clouds.

Yun Ting playfully flicked her little brain, and whispered in Lin Mumu's ear, "What do you want?" ”

Early in the morning, the weather was quite cold, and the hot air from the lips of the clouds quickly formed a white smoke in the air, which surrounded the ears of the trees, a little warm and a little itchy.

"I'm thinking, it's good you didn't go to the phalanx."

"Oh?"

"Otherwise, my rivals will increase by a few hundred." Lin Mumu pouted and muttered, and he really suffered a little bit of gain and loss: