Yan Fenghuo, who is far away in North Korea, does not know everything that is happening in the country. He does not know that the Blood Fox Brigade is undergoing the assessment of the Special A-type unit, and he does not know that Tangtang is in a critical situation. At this time, he must ensure that he can survive.
Live in North Korea, a special country filled with authoritarian elements from top to bottom.
The dinner held by Choi Eun-taek, director of Kim Jong-il's National Chengchi University, was held at gunpoint and was tantamount to a modern version of the Hongmen Banquet.
Choi Eun-taek's position is the dean of university education, and his military rank is the rank of lieutenant general of the Korean People's Army. Although he cannot directly control the army and only exists as a lieutenant general to cultivate special military talents, his power cannot be underestimated at all.
The dinner was accompanied by twelve guards, and these twelve guards were filled with a scent that was familiar to Yan Fenghuo. They were not empty-handed, but stood neatly on both sides with guns directly in hand, their eyes fixed.
Staring at Yan Fenghuo.
The dishes at the dinner were relatively good and tasted very good, but Yan Fenghuo could not eat them freely because he always felt that his head was being pressed by twelve rifles, and that feeling was extremely uncomfortable.
But Cui Enze's face has an extremely accustomed expression, and there is also a look of arrogance. This lieutenant general who is only in his forties likes this kind of pomp, or what he likes more is an absolute sense of security.
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"If you die here, you will definitely be silent." Cui Enze swallowed a piece of fish meat and said to Yan Fenghuo with a smile.
This is not a threat, but a matter of fact. Although North Korea's special forces show a trend of selling in large quantities, and although the overall combat level of North Korea's special forces is lower than that of many special forces in the world, the batch assembly line special forces training method is still full of combat effectiveness. Especially
These twelve guards have extremely sharp vision, they are not just special forces.
Kim Jong Il Chenggong University is the cradle of spies. In an era when spies also need to be mass-produced, many elite special forces will be sent to study. With the skills of special forces plus the skills of agents, in a country that is fanatically loyal to one person, these guys
It's definitely not that easy to deal with.
In addition to the twelve guards, there are also layers of handles outside. To put it simply, if Cui Enze wants to kill him, there is absolutely no way he can get out alive.
"I believe it." Yan Fenghuo smiled and put the box he brought with him on the table and said: "According to Chinese tradition, when going to a banquet, you need to bring a small gift to the hospitable host. So when I came, I specially prepared
I got a small gift, I wonder if Marshal Cui Enze likes it."
Yan Fenghuo made an obvious slip of the tongue. Cui Enze was only a lieutenant general and was still far from being a marshal, but this slip of the tongue was intentional.
The black barrel of the gun directly hit Yan Fenghuo's head, and the cold feeling immediately caused a stabbing pain in the brain.
Yan Fenghuo immediately raised his hands with a calm smile on his face.
"Marshal Cui Enze, is this how you treat guests?" Yan Fenghuo said with a smile: "What I brought is a gift, not a bomb."
"But you said something wrong. I'm not a marshal, I'm just a lieutenant general." Cui Enze cut the meat on the plate with a knife and said coldly: "I didn't invite you to dinner just to listen to your flattery.
Flattery, and your flattery will make it difficult for me to do it, and I will be on pins and needles. Remember, I am only a lieutenant general, not a marshal!"
Cui Enze's eyes were full of dissatisfaction, but Yan Fenghuo saw it very clearly. This dissatisfaction was not dissatisfaction with himself, but another kind of dissatisfaction.
Under North Korea's top-down dictatorship, any behavior beyond the level will be regarded as an absolute betrayal. For example, Cui Eun-taek is only a lieutenant general. If someone calls him marshal and spreads it, the consequence will be that he will be dismissed by the real marshal.
With one order, it was classified as a serious crime of treason to the party and the country.
Yan Fenghuo was taking a risk, but it was a very good risk. He had to find out what the other party really wanted so that he could continue.
"Okay, I made a mistake, but this is the emotion I really want to express, or the honor you deserve." Yan Fenghuo continued with a smile: "The greatest honor for a soldier is not how many times he has been on the battlefield.
, but what he left behind for the country and the army."
Cui Enze raised his hand slightly and moved the barrel of the gun away from Yan Fenghuo's head.
"Haha..." Yan Fenghuo smiled and reached out to open the box.
"No need." Cui Enze said while cutting the meat: "I'm not interested in your gift at all."
"But if you don't take a look, how will you know if you are interested?" Yan Fenghuo asked.
"Money? Diamonds? Gold?" Cui Enze shook his head and said: "Too much of those things will bite your hand. How much money a person can control is determined by his identity and status. My identity and status are destined to not be able to control so much.
Money, so let’s talk about something else.”
Yan Fenghuo was stunned for a moment and put the box on the ground.
He thought he could deal with Cui Enze with enough money, but he didn't expect this guy to see things so clearly.
"Is it weird? In your eyes, we North Koreans should all be stupid? Do you think we should be unable to walk when we see money, or that the lack of supplies will make us forget who we are?
Cui Enze smiled slightly and said: "It's not what you think, at least I'm not what you think. Do you know how many years I have stayed in China? Ten years, a whole ten years. I forgot to mention, I used to be
As an agent, the country has trained me as an instructor from the beginning. China is a good place to learn, and I have learned too much in China."
Cui Enze put a piece of meat in his mouth and chewed it slowly, waiting for it to break into pieces before swallowing it slowly, then picked up the water glass and took a sip of water.
"One more thing," Cui Enze wiped his mouth and said: "I have many channels in China and can continuously obtain intelligence there. But please don't worry, China is not our enemy, but a country we need to learn from. And
You...are the person I'm looking for, and there is no one more suitable than you."
"Looking for me? Why are you looking for me?" Yan Fenghuo had a smile on his face.
But he was full of vigilance. There was no doubt that Cui Enze already knew his identity. As an agent who had been undercover in China for ten years, it was not difficult to have some information channels.
"Help me, help our North Korea." Cui Enze stared at Yan Fenghuo and said: "If North Korea wants to develop, it is absolutely impossible to rely on dictatorship. My motherland is in decay and needs a real country-cleaning activity to let
The people of the whole country have been truly liberated. Real liberation is thought and speech, so that all people dare to speak freely without worrying about the white intimidation of the dictatorship. Do you understand what I mean? Comrade Yan Fenghuo, a Chinese special forces soldier!"
The last sentence was very serious, directly indicating that Cui Enze knew Yan Fenghuo's identity, and perhaps knew more.
"Such remarks are more terrifying than calling you marshal." Yan Fenghuo said.
"Because this is loyalty to the country," Cui Enze said without hesitation: "I dare to say such remarks on any occasion because I am not afraid."
"Are you sure your soldiers won't tell anyone? They are loyal people..."
"It's me!" Cui Enze pointed to one of the guards and said, "Let me know your loyalty."
Upon hearing this, the guard took out his pistol without hesitation, put it to his temple and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
A plume of blood spurted out, and the bullet penetrated the head and shot into the wall, creating a crater and embedded deeply inside.
The smell of blood filled the air, and the remaining eleven guards remained unmoved. They still stood with their guns straight, staring at Yan Fenghuo. Their eyes showed anger, as if they wanted to burn Yan Fenghuo alive.
"Indeed...loyal!" Yan Fenghuo exhaled heavily.
You can die for someone without hesitation. This kind of loyalty can be replaced by another word: die-hard loyalty!
The most frightening thing is that the remaining guards put all their hatred for the suicide of their companions on Yan Fenghuo. They believe that Yan Fenghuo killed his companions. Because he doubted the loyalty of these soldiers, he acted to show his loyalty.
"You killed one of my guards, so you have to be responsible for it." Cui Enze put down the knife in his hand, wiped his mouth and said: "Either walk out alive, or walk out dead. I give you the right to choose.
It’s democracy.”
Yan Fenghuo smiled bitterly. He originally thought that he was being unreasonable, but unfortunately Cui Enze was even more unreasonable. Democracy? Ridiculous democracy. This is simply the side of dictatorship. What kind of democracy are you talking about?
"I choose to live." Yan Fenghuo smiled calmly: "It is better to die than to live. I still have many things that I have not enjoyed and many things that have not been completed."
"Very good, you are a smart man." Cui Enze pointed to the photo of Jin Sanpang hanging on the wall and said: "Kill him."
Yan Fenghuo's body trembled, and his face was full of disbelief. This Cui Enze actually let himself kill Jin Sanpang?!
A pistol was thrust into Yan Fenghuo's hand, and at the same time, two rifles were pressed against the back of his head and heart.
Under threat of life, Yan Fenghuo raised his hand and pulled the trigger.
"Bang!"
The warhead accurately passed between the eyebrows of Jin Sanpang's photo.
"Pop!"
Lonely applause rang out, Cui Enze clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Good marksmanship, you are indeed the person I am looking for. Can you kill Jin Sanpang?"
"This is a coup!" Yan Fenghuo put down his pistol and stared into Cui Enze's eyes.
"No, this is to save my motherland." Cui Enze said calmly: "If you are willing to kill Jin Sanpang, you can walk out alive; if you refuse, I'm sorry, I can't let you live."
Killing Jin Sanpang... Jin Sanpang is even harder to kill than the President of the United States! He is always surrounded by a large number of troops, and they can't even enter a two-kilometer radius around him. Kill him? How to kill him? Why kill him?
"I want to live, so I am willing." Yan Fenghuo nodded.
"You are indeed a smart man, but do you know why I let you kill me and don't care what other actions you take?" Cui Enze asked Yan Fenghuo with a smile.
"have no idea."
"Let me tell you," Cui Enze said with a hint of contentment: "Because I can let the black soldiers chasing you in the country find you anytime and anywhere, and I can provide them with the video of you here. To you, North Korea is just
Insignificant little land, what you care about is what happens to you in China. If you don't do what I say, you will lose the most. You are an active-duty Chinese soldier. You fled to North Korea and tried to bribe a North Korean general.
.If this is not enough to make you guilty of treason, then I really don’t know what can make you afraid. You are a soldier, I am also a soldier, and soldiers know soldiers best."
Yan Fenghuo smiled bitterly. He could guarantee that Cui Enze was definitely the smartest person among the top officials in North Korea, bar none.
"I need time, and a little more," Yan Fenghuo said thoughtfully: "How did you know that I was being pursued by black soldiers? Who told you?"
"You don't need to know this," Cui Enze touched the epaulette lovingly and said, "I will give you half a month to kill Jin Sanpang, otherwise..."
"If I publish the contents of our conversation!" Yan Fenghuo, who was threatened, resisted without hesitation.
As long as he announces all this, Cui Enze will undoubtedly die. The great Marshal Jin Sanpang will not let go of anyone who can threaten him. He is a dictator.
"Well said!" Cui Enze patted the table and smiled: "If from your point of view, my life is more important than yours, just go ahead and announce it, hahaha..."
Yan Fenghuo took a deep breath and clenched his fists. Indeed, as Cui Enze said, from his perspective, his own life was more important than the other person's life.
"Okay, but half a month is not enough time." Yan Fenghuo gently opened his fist and exhaled the deep breath he just took.
"I'll give you an assistant, half a month's time is enough."
Cui Enze clapped his hands, and a stunning North Korean girl Yingying came out, walked to Yan Fenghuo and sat down next to Yan Fenghuo with a shy smile, and gently hugged his arm like a little woman.
But Yan Fenghuo's scalp exploded instantly, but he could only accept it helplessly.