Try to speak as little as possible in front of your boss, because if you say too much, you will make mistakes.
It can be regarded as knowing people and making good use of them in a certain sense. Feng Wei, oh no, he should be called Qiao Ji. His hatred of China from the bottom of his heart seems to have been noticed by his superiors.
Therefore, he was reused.
The mission is, in accordance with the arrangements of the intelligence department, to lead selected elite Asian soldiers and elite personnel from South Korea and Japan to sneak into China's military base, Quiet Base, located in the outer suburbs of Xiangye City, and obtain an important device.
He was ecstatic, thinking that Shangfeng finally understood his loyalty.
Ironically, one of the important reasons why he was chosen as the leader was because he spoke relatively fluent Chinese. This was a language that he despised and had passively learned through hearing and seeing since he was a child.
Although his parents swore service to the Angsa people and eventually became citizens of the ugly country they cherished, they were at the bottom of the de facto discrimination chain. But for a while, they were unable to integrate into the "new" life at all.
The most spoken language is still the language of their former motherland, Chinese.
And he is very smart.
In modern times, this ugly country that took advantage of the right time, place, and people and became a superpower through bad luck has never been short of dogs.
Feng Wei followed the opponent's response personnel and headed towards the mission target. His face was fine, but his heart was in turmoil. Because what he saw along the way in the enemy's military base shocked him and made him feel sad at the same time.
Fear. And fear turns into anger.
Why did this country, which was once so shabby, develop into what it is now? Why is their military equipment so brand-new! There are even a lot of equipment that he has never seen before, and the high level of technology can be seen from them. And
These have not yet been possessed by his current motherland.
But, so what? The United States of America will continue to be great. Feng Wei gritted his teeth silently, and what could be described as wishful thinking flashed through his mind.
After some walking, Feng Wei finally saw the target of his trip.
A globe-like device composed of eight suspended black prismatic "crystals" arranged around a sphere. A mysterious device designed and manufactured by the legendary rift monster humanoid intelligent species.
It is said that it can open the passage to the rift. According to the obvious conclusion reached by the superiors after research and discussion, possessing it is tantamount to possessing the key to the treasure house.
Various rift monsters produced from rifts are of great scientific research value and can promote the rapid development of science and technology.
How can the rift be exclusively enjoyed by this despicable country! It should belong to the United States of America! At this moment, Feng Wei was extremely excited because he believed that he was about to seize the key to the treasure house for his motherland.
He hid the contempt in his heart and watched as the former Chinese military officer who secretly betrayed his country put the device into a special suitcase and handed it to him.
Although the other person will eventually become one of his own, Feng Wei looks down on him and does not think that the other person is the same as him.
The reason why he had this incredible idea stemmed from the ridiculous sense of superiority in his heart that he had converted to the Ansa people earlier than the other party.
In other words, in Feng Wei's perception, he has integrated into the white circle and is an out-and-out white man.
Of course, if it's not that damn yellow appearance.
His appearance is the eternal pain in his heart!
Although Feng Wei was extremely excited at this time, he still followed the many drills he had conducted beforehand, carrying the box with a normal expression, and turned around and left with the undercover officers.
However, a strange incident happened that frightened him so much that he thought he was in a dream.
Everything in front of him suddenly collapsed! It was like a broken mirror.
There was even more lightness in his hand. When he lowered his head and looked, there was another box somewhere in his hand?
What made him even more frightened was that while he was stunned, someone suddenly pounced on him and threw him to the ground with a speed that made him unable to react even if he was not stunned, and used grappling skills to make him struggle at all.
Not even the slightest bit!
Within his sight, there were subordinates who were also subdued and pressed to the ground with confused expressions on their faces, as well as a large number of feet that were exactly the same as the military boots he was currently wearing.
The reason why he could see so clearly was because the current environment was illuminated by searchlights as brightly as daylight.
What came to his ears were angry shouts, the roar of armed vehicles, the neat footsteps of large groups of people moving, and the sounds of people moving or manipulating firearms.
In the end! What happened? The mission was obviously going very smoothly, why did it suddenly fall into the hands of the Chinese military?
Feng Wei, who was completely puzzled, understood the cruel fact at the moment through the scoldings around him. Because these scoldings were obviously the language he hated, Chinese.
He began to experience the feeling of insanity, and even imagined that this was just a nightmare.
But what made him collapse was that this nightmare was too real.
"Feng Wei, American nationality, Chinese, born in Los Angeles, affiliated with the US Navy SEALs..." Because, a loud and stern voice began to reveal his true identity.
The surrounding area is full of angry voices such as traitors, American devils, and imperialists who are determined to destroy themselves.
In this way, he finally recognized the fact that he was finished. He was defeated in this country that he despised and wanted to die quickly.
Moreover, even until his death, he probably did not understand how he failed.
"That gentleman's methods are really..." A gun-wielding officer wearing a Yueying uniform couldn't help but sigh after reporting to his heroic female boss.
"Hmph! That's all. He's just a dirty lecher." This female officer, who was also wearing a Yueying uniform, had disdain on her face. If you look carefully, there seems to be something shadowy swimming in her shadow.
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"..." The female officer's subordinate's expression froze upon hearing this.
"Hey! You're not thinking about anything strange, are you?" The female officer's eyes were sharp!
"Report to Commander Guo, no!" The male subordinate put away the embarrassment that was about to appear and saluted his boss, Yueying's on-the-spot commander Guo Zihan, with a serious look.
"It's fine if you don't, let's go." Guo Zihan glanced at the other person and waved his hand. The latter seemed to feel relieved and hurried away from the female boss, who had been acting a bit uncertain recently.
Chapter completed!