Volume 4 The Year of Starlight Chapter 146 Exploring the Beijing Camp (Part II)
There is no yellow cordon around the square, there are no beautiful men sleeping in the sun under the antique bronze statues, cheerful children are smiling and running with kites in the sky, parents are happy and nervous to watch by the lawn, and the spring breeze and spring are bright and gentle.
Xu Le squinted his eyes in the direction of Parliament Hill, where seven or eight construction trucks were repairing the damaged stone steps and the structure of the building's main entrance, and dozens of cleaners were putting the finishing touches on the charred black of the ammunition with a transparent neutral.
The dried blood stains have long since disappeared, and by the time the bullet holes are filled and smoothed, and the colors of the fireworks have been carefully polished and praised, the people of the Federation will probably completely forget the thrilling day and the person, just like the people in the square who are smiling and living peacefully.
"Instructor, I have to go. The commander of the first regiment of the new 17th Division, Helei, said apologetically behind Xu Le: "There is something in the division headquarters; , which needs to be processed. ”
Only through the official procedure of the new XVII Division. The seven groups of members were able to enter the Old Moon Base and receive Xu Le's return as soon as possible, and for this matter, Hurley undoubtedly took a great deal of discipline or political risk.
Xu Le was very aware of the pressure he was under, smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said a few words, expressing his own feelings and urging him to leave quickly.
Silence watched the statue until the sun went down. The hairy twilight moon quietly rose into the sky, and night fell on the square, he bowed his head slightly, and then began to walk along the street next to the lawn, in the direction of Parliament Hill, not very fast.
There are more than 20 members of the seven groups in the capital SAR. Today, when they were all present, they stood vigilantly by Xu Le's side, staring around with brazen meaning like a wild eagle ship that might attack at any moment, and slowly moving towards him that side.
Such a group of people with special temperament, J! However, it attracted the attention of the people in the square, and even some sharp-eyed people had already found the impression of Kuang Bu's documentary from the seven groups of team members, and opened their mouths in shock and took out their mobile phones that could take pictures, but they did not come forward to ask for signatures because of the serious and blatant expressions of the team members
The atmosphere in front of Parliament Hill is not the same as in Charter Square, with workers in full grey shielding suits. Work is busy on the stone steps, and many mournful people are holding their fists and watching the candles on the pool in mourning.
The specially made craft candles are carefully placed in glasses, which are placed on the pool, and as the water gently ripples, the stars of the night sky are reflected on the water, and the candles on these water surfaces are mixed together, which is particularly beautiful and tranquil.
These candles are certainly not in memory of Shi Qinghai, but in memory of those who died on Capitol Hill, for the people of the Federation. Shi Qinghai is just a strange but already very evil and unforgivable name. Thinking of this, Xu Le couldn't help but smile and shook his head, thinking to himself that the hooligan boy probably didn't care what the people thought.
Bai Zeming's side has already made contact, and through him, he will release the wind outside, and the press conference is tentatively scheduled for half past eight in the morning the day after tomorrow. The location was chosen at the George Carlin Cultural Center. The wind hung up the phone, then frowned and said, "Boss, go back, there's nothing to see here."
Xu Le knew that his companions were worried about their emotions and would get out of control because of the stars and candles in front of them, so after a short pause, he explained, "It's nothing. I just want to take a look at the place where he fought last.
Hearing this, the seven groups of team members fell into a collective silence, at this moment they basically knew the true origin of the Parliament Hill incident-, for some practices of the federal government or the military, the team members did not have any similar opinions, but they had fought with Shi Qinghai for a long time in the distant Xilin, and the most popular poem is that they had lived and died together.
"Why should the news conference be scheduled the day after tomorrow?" Gu Xifeng looked at the dense schedule on his mobile phone and asked puzzledly: "The Ministry of National Defense and the president's official residence, even if they are added to the military and that side." Tomorrow there will be enough time during the day, and the press conference can be scheduled in the evening. ”
"There's something to do tomorrow night. Xu Le whispered$I "The umbrella guy solemnly gave me a task before he died.
The team members were collectively silent, thinking that they couldn't even handle a fierce role like Shi Qinghai before they died. The task that needs to be carried out by the leader must be extremely difficult, and it will surely shock the Federation again.
"It's a small thing. Xu Le explained.
After Bai Yulan was discharged from the army, she officially broke away from the seven groups, and everyone, including Xu Le, didn't want to disturb the family life of that guy's rare ordinary people, and now Gu Xifeng gradually took over Lao Bai's horns, and he was about to make a brief introduction to today's night's itinerary when his eyebrows suddenly frowned.
A middle-aged man in a gray coat, who walked out of the dark woods on the side of the Parliament Hill at some point, seemed to have no sense of the special temperament of this group of people, and came directly to the seven groups of people.
Xiong Linquan, who had a special gun carrying certificate, furrowed his eyebrows suddenly, and the heavy gun box he was carrying in his hand turned slightly. The friendly hand grasped the special short-handled HL2 underneath the military uniform, and Da Vinci looked up with a proud and indifferent face. Stopped in front of the Zhongfeng man, the right hand hanging outside his sleeve trembled slightly, which was the precursor of the heavy blow, as long as the other party showed the slightest hostility, these two dozen or so members of the seven groups under the stone steps of the parliament mountain. Definitely wouldn't mind shocking the Federation again.
"No problem. Xu Le squinted at the gray coat on the middle-aged man's body and said,
"Let him come
The middle-aged man, who had felt that he was about to be out of breath under a cold pressure, suddenly felt that the air began to flow again, took two deep breaths with some palpitations, walked quickly to Xu Le, lowered his voice and said a few words, and then said worriedly: "There are too many eyeliners of the government" There are at least four teams staring at you in the square alone. ”
"It's not four umbrellas, it's thirteen.
Xu Le looked around the square from the gap in the team's bodies, and under the quiet cover of the night and street lights, those federal agents disguised as couples and families, as well as those black recreational vehicles with their identities revealed, and the officials of the Internal Affairs Department of the Ministry of Defense not far away, were all nervously watching him, kA and his group of team members who had forcibly returned from Xilin in different ways.
They are all very professional people, so this (iL Qinglongshan four group members only found four groups. But for Xu Le, who succeeded in binding the central computer of the Federation to himself through some kind of fateful means and shameless logical reasoning, there seems to be no secret in Charter Square and even the expansion of the Capital District to the entire Federation.
"The couple on the bench is the one with chests like the tarmac. The agent under the green silk banyan tree who smirked and pretended to be his father. The big worker on the stone steps who can't even use spray paint......
The safety formation of the seven groups of players was slightly dispersed. Xu Le stood in place, raised his arm unabashedly, and with all his fingers, the federal intelligence officers disguised as lovers, fathers, and workers had shocked expressions on their faces, and immediately lowered their heads and covered their ears, presumably in urgent contact with their superiors.
Lian Lao pointed out the location of the eight groups of intelligence officers. Xu Le continued, "Including the one on the bright line
Six groups of people, get them done.
The couple who snuggled together sweetly. Suddenly found that there was a big mountain in front of him, and the shadow was heavy, and the boy looked up in amazement, wanting to show the anger of being disturbed, but Xiong Linquan said expressionlessly: "If you want, you can show me a kiss."
A federal agent who plays the role of a good father under a banyan tree. With a smile on his face Looking at his son who was playing a game under the mottled street lamp, the fingers on his waist quietly interrupted the emergency communication with his superiors, and smiled politely at the people around him.
Gu Xifeng, who was standing beside him, stretched out his chubby fingers and rubbed his face, looked at the little boy who was running happily, and suddenly said softly: "Why put your family in danger? You may not know, but your boss must know that the seven of us did the most work before your boss turned into Federation heroes, in fact, the most work we did was assassination. We can really kill people without blinking, including...... Very cute little boy.
The agent's father, whose face turned pale, replied with a reluctant smile, "Then can I leave?"
Like a strong wind blowing through the sand, the seven groups of members standing at the foot of the parliament hill quickly dispersed and threw themselves around the square, standing without any reason before those whom Xu Le pointed out as the government's 4$r line, either indifferent or smiling or gentle or proud, blocking their sight and intimidating their fragile hearts.
Bang! The doors of the four black RVs opened and then slammed shut, and the senior officials of the FBI's Fourth Section glared angrily at the seven teams in front of the vehicles, waving their arms and shouting, "What the hell are you trying to do?"
The members of the seven groups looked at the dozen or so FBI agents in front of them like idiots, and at the government eyeliner with different expressions around the square, with no expression on their faces, and greeted each other from afar. Regrouped, they left the square in an ink-colored military vehicle.
There was no longer Xu Ran in the square.
Walking in such an alley, Xu Le naturally remembered the humble courtyard in the slum area of the Imperial Tianjingxing, the kind-hearted mother and son.
As soon as he received the electronic information in his hand, he said softly: "I haven't been on the subway for such a long time in many years. Sometimes when I think about it, I realize that no matter whether I want to admit it or not, I am no longer the orphan of Donglin back then. It's no longer the small concierge of Ewha University.
"I don't know what your life is like in Donglin, but in my eyes, you are still an iron gate
The little porter next to it. Zhang Xiaomeng said with a smile.
She wore a single trench coat in a light-colored light color that reached her knees today. It feels very refreshing, with your hands in your pockets and swaying gently with your steps.
She was still wearing the black glasses, but between her eyebrows and eyes, she no longer had the stubborn feeling of perseverance, and some were just quiet and relaxed.
Walking in the alleys of Huishi, the quiet and tacit sound of footsteps sounded and stopped sounding again, Zhang Xiaomeng said softly: "This information can already form a complete chain of evidence in the courtroom, and it can completely send Vice President Byron and those parliamentarians and gentlemen to prison." That...... After Shi Qinghai's death, the sending program was automatically activated and sent this information to me. ”