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commanded. "In this case, there is no need to apply for assistance from the headquarters in the investigation."
"Yes." The assistant agreed first, then took a step forward.
He continued: "But,
Your Mightiness,
There does seem to be something wrong with this prisoner of war. Whether it was a prisoner of war camp or a club, the physical examination results of this prisoner of war were that the physical superpower failed to explode, the body was irreversibly damaged, and the muscle superpower was less than one level. However, in the biological electric shock just now, he clearly showed super powers above level one. This makes no sense and proves that there is indeed something wrong with this prisoner of war. "
"It's not so much that there's something wrong with this prisoner of war,
It's better to say that there is something wrong with that Earth girl. "Ning He put out the cigarette in the ashtray and leaned against the back of the sofa.
He said slowly: "It is impossible to make mistakes in genetic testing.
The prisoner of war just now did indeed show strength that exceeded the results of the physical examination.
So,
How could this prisoner of war transform from a useless person whose superpower failed to explode into a superpower overnight? During this period,
He only came into contact with this girl from Earth. "
"Your Excellency, you mean..." The assistant was a little excited,
He took a deep breath before continuing: "This Earth girl may have the potential to heal muscles?"
Ning He was silent for a while, and then said: "There are fewer and fewer healing power users in the universe. If it can be confirmed, it will have a great impact on the future of the empire... It is impossible for her to put those people A prisoner of war brought back to Earth can only be kept in orbital space. Well, if this Earth girl comes back to return goods tomorrow, don’t agree to her. Closely monitor the activities of the two of them in orbital space, and report immediately once confirmed."
"Yes, Your Excellency General," the assistant replied, standing up straight.
The door to the manager's room was opened again, and the manager of the Eagle Sauce Club walked in quickly, dragging his fat body. As soon as he entered the door, he called to Ning He: "General, Major Kolbe from MI3 has been waiting for you in the communication loop for thirty minutes."
"It doesn't look like it's good news." Ning He said, "What kind of trouble did the gentlemen in the department throw at us?"
"Good news and bad news," said Mr. Manager.
Ning He waved to the assistant, and the assistant with gold-rimmed glasses immediately left.
"Then let's get the bad news first," Ning He said to the fat manager.
The manager turned on the anti-eavesdropping shielding device in the office, and then, standing by the armrest of the sofa, he said to Ning He, "The intelligence agent of MI3 in Ogra sent back the news that Mr. Kritikus of Ogra has been there three times in a row. Yue has not appeared on any occasion. Comprehensive intelligence determines that he has probably left the country of Ogra and is very likely to come to the earth. The Intelligence Bureau ordered us to search within the earth area to find Lord Critikus."
Ning He frowned when he heard this: "It is possible for a high-level ability user not to show up in public for several years. This cannot be used to judge that he has left Ogra. Regardless of this, our intelligence system in Ogra is still worthy of trust. Yes. But even if Master Critikus left Ogra, the universe is so vast, what evidence is there to prove that he came to Earth and asked us to take action?"
"The information comes directly from the headquarters of the headquarters." The manager replied. "Colonel Korbel mentioned vaguely in the communication that a high-status figure next to Lord Critikus provided important information to the Marshal."
When it came to the marshal and the headquarters, the young general fell silent. After a while, he reluctantly asked: "Okay, what is the real intention of the Intelligence Bureau? It can't be just a search, right? What about the follow-up actions?" He said with sharp sarcasm: What if the boss is found? It is impossible to humbly come to the door with a gift and pay a visit. Could it be that MI3 wanted us to send the lord two bartenders? "
"Your Excellency, you are joking," the manager said with a black line on his face - the reason why the Empire's youngest Major General was thrown into the Earth Station surrounded by enemies was because he had a vicious mouth.
"Okay, tell me, what do those bastards want us to do? I can bear it!"
The fat manager completely agreed with the word "offal" in his heart, but he absolutely did not have the courage to express his agreement publicly, so he could only hold it in his heart and say it to Ning word for word without any emotion at all. And relayed the order that Kolbe, secretary to the Director of MI3, had just conveyed in the communication: "Military Intelligence ordered us that after we find Lord Critikus, we will trap him at all costs and send him to the capital."
"Those offal has really refreshed my understanding of the word 'offal' again!" Ning He was immediately furious, "How could an adult with level 8 superpowers be trapped? It's the same as asking James's female dog to give birth to a cat. absurd!"
The fat manager thought to himself: The boss’s dog is really unlucky.
"This is the most shameless waste of the expensive lives of the empire's precious secret service personnel!"
Everything on the coffee table was swept away by the angry young general. Papers, documents, and various small ornaments flew everywhere.
Mr. Manager coughed and continued, "It's not over yet, General. In order to ensure the smooth completion of this mission, the base camp has approved the application of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and the imperial military will provide the Earth Station with maximum support. During the execution of the operation, the Bald Eagle Special Forces Temporarily authorized to command the Earth Station. Over."
"Can we still use the fleet near the earth? If the fleet is useful, will it still be an eighth-level superpower?" After listening to Mr. Manager's last report, Ning He curled his lips and sneered, "Since it is the greatest support, then for this The only useful support for the mission is super level nine. Can you please ask our great intelligence chief to apply to bring Marshal Maximilian to us for support?"
Mr. Manager lowered his head and stared intently at the crystal glass ashtray that was slowly spinning on the floor, refusing to turn into a wreckage. He thought to himself: Your Excellency, Major General, you are being arrogant again.
"This is a clear order," Sasha whispered, "I'm afraid we cannot refuse."
"I know, that's an order - xx's order. If you don't implement it, you will have to go to a military court." Ning He muttered and complained, stood up and walked around, reaching for a cigarette in his back pocket, but found an empty space. , I had to forget it for the time being.
"Since it is the greatest support, then we can just mention it to the Military Intelligence Bureau that we need more comprehensive information from Kritikus." Ning He looked for cigarettes on the ground with his eyes while giving orders to the manager: "Since it is A very high-status figure around Lord Critikus provided information that he might have come to Earth. Can you please ask this important person to also provide us with a photo of Lord Critikus? How ridiculous. Until now, we don’t even have a picture of this gentleman.”
"Yes, General." Mr. Manager raised his head and replied, "I will start making arrangements immediately."
Ning He finally found his cigarette thrown next to a pot of plants, so he walked over and picked it up. On the way back, he picked up the very strong ashtray and put it back on the table.
"Now let's talk about the good news. I hope it's really good news." Ning He took out two cigarettes, threw one to the manager, and put the other one in his mouth, "Don't always pretend to be good. You look like a subordinate, I washed your stinky socks a lot when I was in college."
"Please sit down, Lieutenant Colonel Sasha, you're welcome." Ning He took out a lighter and lit a cigarette, then threw it to the fat manager.
The fat manager, who should be Lieutenant Colonel Sasha, used the lighter handed over by his boss to light the cigarette thrown by his boss, and sat on the sofa next to Ning He.
"I think it's good news for you personally at least, General," Lieutenant Colonel Sasha said. "Just when you were talking to the Earth girl, the special transfer order for you from the base camp happened to be sent. Jennifer is translating and copying I brought you one by the way."
"You guys violated work discipline casually. It's a huge mistake to let you work as a spy." Ning He shook his head.
Sasha smiled and said: "Can I say that the youngest major general in the empire condoned me doing this?"
Ning He sighed: "After the new Earth Station director comes, just calm down, old classmate. I will find a way to transfer you as soon as possible, but the premise is that you must persist until then and don't die. In the extremely stupid "Operation Ambush Tiger" of the Military Intelligence Agency."
Ning He sighed: "After the new Earth Station director comes, just calm down, old classmate. I will find a way to transfer you as soon as possible, but the premise is that you must persist until then and don't die. In the extremely stupid "Operation Ambush Tiger" of the Military Intelligence Agency."
"It seems you already know." Sasha took out a piece of paper folded into several folds from his pocket, opened it and handed it to Ning He. On the paper, there were some scrawled passwords written in pencil.
Ning He nodded lightly and said: "A gentleman in the office of the Adjutant Chief of Staff of the High Command once revealed to me that the High Command intends to let me leave the Intelligence Bureau. After returning to the capital this time, I will be directly transferred to the Imperial High-Level Liaison Station in Dongdan Star. At the same time, according to the usual practice, he also serves as the deputy chief of staff of the Empire’s Fourth Space Fleet in the East Dan Star Region.”
Sasha was overjoyed when she heard this and said, "Congratulations, you are on your way to a successful career."
According to the practice of the Mars Empire's military, once a person in the intelligence system becomes a diplomat, it is a sign that he must be whitewashed and reused.
"Maybe next time we meet, there will be another star on your shoulders." Sasha said with great admiration.
"It's not that simple," Ning He took a long puff of cigarette and said, "The empire may start a war on the Dongdan Star Territory, and the time will be very soon."
However, as people travel more and more, all romanticism will inevitably lose its luster. Today, 1,700 years after mankind conquered the Milky Way, there are airships taking off and landing from the space orbit to and from the Earth every second at the Sky Space Station. Extraterrestrial tourists go to the inner circle of the Earth for tourism, shopping, recuperation and treatment, and those who come to the space orbit for restricted operations. The entertainment consumption of the earth's indigenous people and all kinds of people have filled it into a busy huge hive.
The airship got closer, and when the figures in the transparent isolation corridor could be clearly seen, they could see that the surging crowds and rushing people were filling it. Weird big spider.
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