At the door of the post office three kilometers away from Gray Heron Park, a dark gray warty gecko quickly climbed up the chocolate-covered mailbox and got in through the mail slot.
The warty gecko floated in the darkness inside the mailbox. It fumbled with its soft toes and found a postcard posted on the wall of the mailbox. It pulled it off with force. The brown spots on its back flashed, and the mailbox suddenly emitted something like The sound of the old notebook running, the strong wind suddenly rising, blew the gecko and the postcard it was holding over and over again.
The scrawled handwriting on the postcard was shaken by the wind, and the wrinkles were shaken off from the crooked strokes, and the two lines of illegible pen writing became clear and neat:
Receiving address: Office of the Minister of Secret Affairs
Sender: He Gongji
White light bloomed on the back of the postcard, and in the blink of an eye it engulfed the warty gecko lying on it.
When the white light faded, the postcard addressed to the Secret Service broke into powder and fell to the bottom of the tube, and the warty gecko passed through a square passage filled with light.
The passage goes straight down, and the gecko swings its long tail and plummets toward its destination.
As it fell, the shadow of the warty gecko on the inner wall of the passage kept changing, gradually turning into a human form.
A moment later, in the office of the Minister of Secret Affairs, a gray-haired man landed quietly on the ground.
He smoothed the slender tail around his neck, pulled it into a brown horizontal striped tie and stuffed it into his coat.
"Wei Shun and Lao Liu couldn't hear the noise anymore. I didn't dare to get too close. It wouldn't be of much use if I stayed, so I came back first."
The gray-haired man walked to the water dispenser in the corner of the office and poured himself a glass of ice water.
He brought the paper cup to his mouth, and before his lips even touched the water, a ball of high-heat steam suddenly surged up, burning his face red, and uncontrollably showing many deep lines like scales.
The steam turned into liquid after releasing heat, and condensed into a hand with clear joints in the air.
The palms made of boiling water made a sound of wind, fiercely grabbed the gray-haired man's ears, and pulled him towards the desk in front of the window.
The palace guard was pulled off his feet from the ground, his limbs were flailing around, and he was slapped on the table with the palm of the boiling water. The right cheekbone landed first, making him grimace in pain.
"I hit it! I hit it!"
The boiling water quickly cooled and flew into the stoneware flowerpot engraved with "Devotion", and a calloused hand as hard as iron took its place and held the palace guard's head.
A chilling air followed his gaze, and for a moment the palace guard couldn't even tell whether he was being pressed on the desk or on the guillotine.
"Mom, I was wrong!"
"You're not allowed to call me that in the workplace."
"Okay Minister!"
The middle-aged woman standing behind the desk let go of Gong Shou and let him rub her face weirdly for a while.
She has gray hair on her temples and is dressed simply, with a faded Starfire badge pinned to the collar of her white blouse.
"You said you can't hear Wei Shun and Liu Chong's heartbeats. Is it because they have died? Then why are you coming back now?"
The palace guard put down the hand rubbing his face and said: "The interference in the blocked area is very serious, and there is a long delay when I listen to the heart sounds, and the lengths vary.
After Wei Shun and Lao Liu suddenly disconnected, I waited for a long time before I heard their lingering sounds.
Wei Shun disconnected on his own initiative. We underestimated his eyes. He used to pretend not to know that I was monitoring him.
Old Liu is still alive, probably just in a coma. The lingering sounds he sent back are similar to those of the people who were sent out before. I contacted the people from the advance team and asked them to search along the blue wall to see if they can find it. he. "
The minister frowned thoughtfully.
The palace guard looked around, moved a chair, sat down, crossed his legs and said:
"Minister, let me tell you, such a big scene cannot be solved by our small unit with less than 2,000 people. There are hundreds of thousands of bionic machines in the blue wall, and they are running rampant, with more horsepower than tanks. foot.
Now that this is the case, what use can special operations have? The correct solution is to press the army.
Isn't the main problem now that those bionic machines have brain control functions and large troops cannot enter?
Let’s talk to the above. Our secret department is mainly responsible for the research and development of special equipment and logistical support for this operation. We ask Professor Wang and Dr. Chen to take the trouble to develop anti-brain control equipment, and then ask Uncle He to grit his teeth. After ten years of hard work in hospital, two armored divisions were airdropped in, and magic soldiers descended from the sky to bulldoze the city.
You always want to solve the problem quietly. The pigeon incident has become an international news. "
"On paper."
Minister of Secret Affairs Wen Zhongsu glanced at his useless son, reached out and pinched the faded Spark badge on his collar.
It was a gift from her husband.
The confidentiality period for the Rage incident twenty-two years ago has not yet expired, so the son never knew where his father had gone.
In that incident, most of the Secret Service and two special operations brigades were dispatched. In the end, only she and He Gongji came back alive.
That is not a war where victory can be won by relying on the number of personnel.
Since then, the Secret Service has received far more support than before, and its scale has expanded several times compared to when it was established. More than 500 people are currently fighting against superpowers, which was something that was unimaginable before.
But she understood what it meant.
The danger and uncontrollability of supernatural events all fall on the shoulders of the Secret Service.
Unless necessary, conventional troops will not be deployed in large numbers as in the past.
The pigeon incident occurred less than 50 kilometers away from the source of the angry wave, and the pigeon incident has not caused any casualties so far.
advance troops
Until the Secret Service investigates the ins and outs of this incident, it is absolutely impossible for the higher-ups to invest more troops.
Mobilizing a regiment or a brigade is nothing for Dongguo, which has strong military strength, but the superiors do not want to make unnecessary sacrifices.
Wen Zhongsu tapped the table with his index finger, and the palace guard who was sitting on the chair with his legs crossed suddenly stood up.
"Inform Director He and come with me to the center of Gray Heron Park in fifteen minutes."
"Mom, you should stay here and take charge. Uncle He can advance and retreat on his own. If there is a critical situation, he may not be able to take care of you."
“I’m not saying let him go with me, I’m saying let you go with me.
Excuting an order! "
"……yes!"
…
In Gray Heron Park, the overwhelming afterglow of the setting sun has disappeared, and the chocolates have been cleaned and recycled by the warriors. The park is clean and spotless.
Liang De waved his hand and used his natural power to push back Wei Shun, who had a face as pale as toilet paper.
The battery life is less than five minutes, the download speed is not as good as 5G, and the improvement effect of repeated exercise is not obvious. This human flesh search engine is useless.
If this continues, the apocalypse may have already come before the source of the apocalypse is found.
Liang De patted Wei Shun on the shoulder and said:
"Brother Wei, seeing that you have tried back and forth so many times, I have basically figured out your battery life problem.
There are two reasons. One is that your extraordinary power reserves are too low, and the other is that your brain is not strong enough.
I can help you solve both of these problems, you just need to overcome some mental barriers. "
"Psychological disorder?"
"You are also from the Pan-Eastern Civilization. Have you ever heard of Enlightenment Beast?"
Wei Shun thought for a while and said: "The enlightened beast... has a body similar to that of a tiger and has nine heads, all with human faces. It stands on Kunlun in the east. Is this it?"
"It's convenient to communicate with you cultural people. Do you have any prejudice against enlightened beasts?"
"Prejudice, I have never seen how an enlightened beast can be prejudiced."
"That's fine. Just be mentally prepared, I'm coming."
Liang De's soul rushed forward, knocking out the spiritual consciousness in Wei Shun's soul.
"Use your magical power!"
