soon.
General Gong found out that Zhang Jing was in a nightclub in Ulaanbaatar - hugging him from left to right.
The matter basically ended here. The defecting scientist Peng Chage was killed by the bomb, little Jeb was killed by the bomb, and six members of Citigroup's A1 team were killed by the bomb.
At that time, everyone at the bottom of the abandoned coal mine was killed.
It sounds a bit ridiculous, but it's the truth.
There are a full 100 155mm explosive bombs, each weighing 50 kilograms and 0.8 meters in length. One shot can blow a heavy tank into parts.
The impact point will be a large pit with a diameter of 5 meters and a depth of about 1.8 meters.
If there is no obstruction, the shrapnel can wipe out creatures within 30 meters from the center of the impact point.
"This matter ends here," General Gong reminded Luo Erden. "The b1 team leader has admitted that they are Citizen, but Citigroup Yamen does not recognize their existence."
The tall and strong Luo Erden understood that this was the benefit of being caught between Da Mao and a big country.
If admitted, the consequences would be severe.
Seeing that his subordinates were thinking too much, General Gong chatted in a relaxed tone, "There is a high probability that they really do not belong to Citi Government Yamen, but to the Holy Society."
"Holy Society?" Luo Erden looked confused.
"Retired member of Sea Lion Team 6, then hired by the Holy Order."
"General," Luo Erden analyzed, "they can enter Ulaanbaatar and abduct Peng Chag, and they may also come to rescue people. After all, the value of those prisoners is not low."
Luo Erden nodded. He also knew that each member of the Sea Lion Team 6 was worth three times his own weight in gold.
"This is what I want to remind you," General Gong said calmly, "Later, you go to the laboratory to pick up the people and let Sheng Shenghui rescue them. You have to act like it."
Luo Erden didn't understand the reason, so he raised his hand to salute.
At the same time, in the medical laboratory located deep underground in the military camp.
Including the b1 player whose leg was broken due to quilt, and four other uninjured players were also there.
All five people were unconscious at this moment.
In the clean white sterile room, scientific researchers wearing full-body protective suits injected five people with a shot of yellow medicine.
After half an hour of observation, each of the five unconscious people was injected with a green medicine.
When Luo Erden came to the laboratory to receive the five people, the medical scientist who was wrapped up in the body reminded, "It is best to keep a safe distance of more than 2 meters from them, or give some protection to the nose and mouth."
Hearing this, the tall and strong Luo Erden took two steps back.
Zhang Jing didn't know about Jiangjun's plan and met geologist Noleta and her gang in a nightclub.
A group of seven people.
Zhang Jing took the initiative to say hello, "What makes you so happy?"
Noleta, who had sagging skin, did not expect to meet Zhang Jing and came forward to hug him. "We are cooperating with the local government and are excavating an ancient tomb. The identity of the tomb owner was just confirmed today."
Zhang Jing asked curiously, "Who is it?"
"Bo'er is only Jin and Tie Heer. He is the great-great-grandson of Genghis Khan."
"Any important discoveries?"
"A stone tablet with characters about one meter long and wide was excavated," Noleta shrugged. "Unfortunately, the government did not allow us to take photos or participate in the research."
Zhang Jing felt it didn't matter, "It's most likely some content about praising virtues. Come and have a drink!"
Noleta nodded and introduced Zhang Jing to her three new partners. The other three need no introduction, including the mechanic Blackbeard Gerry, who are all acquaintances.
We played from eight o'clock in the evening to one o'clock in the evening, and then we went back to our houses to find our mothers.
At the same time, just as General Gong and Luo Erden expected, someone came to rescue the trapped B1 members.
Follow orders and release people intentionally, but act like one.
Luo Erden suffered a 4:1 battle loss, losing 20 of his own men, and killed 5 stranger enemies who came to rescue them before allowing them to rescue them.
Seeing the enemy flee away, leaving behind a mess, Luo Erden quickly calculated the gap in his mind.
The quality of individual soldiers is not as good as others, and the equipment, long-range delivery capabilities, and intelligence capabilities of individual soldiers are not as good as others.
If you want to develop the strongest army on earth, you still have a long way to go!
The enemy didn't know Luo Erden's thoughts. He saved five elites but lost five elites. He was heartbroken and bleeding!
"grass!"
Thousands of miles away, on the west coast of Borneo, in a private armed camp in the rainforest, a man in his forties wearing a coconut print shirt and shorts went crazy and smashed his cell phone on the ground.
Zhang Jing didn't know that the Holy Society was behind the scenes, and thought it was Citigroup Yamen.
After leaving the nightclub, I walked alone on the streets of Ulaanbaatar at around one o'clock in the morning. It felt good.
There was half a bottle of 42% white wine in my stomach, and the temperature was about minus 10 degrees, so I felt very comfortable.
The brain is also very comfortable and slightly fuzzy.
Until a woman, riding a handsome motorcycle, blocked his way.
"Mr. Zhang," Anhemenghe said straightly as he got off the motorcycle, "I'll take you to the hotel."
Looking at the tall woman with beautiful features who had taken off her military uniform and put on a high-quality leather jacket, Zhang Xiaojing jumped hard.
On such a cold night, with half a bottle of liquor in his stomach, and with such a beautiful woman, it was perfect.
However, in the end, reason prevailed over impulse. The woman was definitely sent here by General Gong with some bad intentions.
"Thank you for your kindness," Zhang Jing waved his hand and refused, "I like the feeling of walking alone on the street at midnight."
Yes, Ankhmenghe did follow General Gong's order to approach Zhang Jing.
As a spy.
It's a pity that Zhang Jing was not fooled.
"Mr. Zhang," Anhemenghe said earnestly, "General Gong wants to be friends with you, a close friend. I just need your help in some biomedical experiments."
Under the dim street lights on the side of the road, Zhang Jing smelled of alcohol and said, "Why don't you talk about something practical?"
Anhemenghe asked: "What do you want?"
"Mining rights, unrestricted import and export rights, railway construction and use rights, bank licenses, hospital licenses, streamlined new drug launch procedures...etc."
Anhemenghe's pretty face was a little cold, "It's too much."
"You asked me to make demands," Zhang Jing shrugged, "These are all my demands."
"Please don't leave Ulaanbaatar for the time being," Ankhmenghe said softly, "I need to discuss it with General Gong."
"Please take me to the hotel."
After making things clear and knowing the purpose of the general's tribute, Zhang Jing sent a clear hint to the heroic Ankhmenghe.
There was a hint of reluctance in Ankhmenghe's bright eyes, but unfortunately he couldn't refuse.
Being happy in the middle of the night, Ankhmenghe left early the next day, went to the military camp to meet General Gong, and described in detail Zhang Jing's request last night.
After hearing this, General Gong fell into thinking, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.
After a while, he shook his head and said, "The price is too high, forget it."
As soon as he finished speaking, the antique phone on the desk beeped.
"General," came the panicked voice of the person in charge of the laboratory on the phone, "A soldier has developed adverse symptoms and emergency plan No. 1 needs to be activated immediately."
Standing up from behind his desk in a second, General Gong ordered both Ankhmeng and the phone at the same time, "Immediately execute plan No. 1!"
General Gong hurriedly left the office as he spoke.
