Hearing the movement here, all the soldiers lined up next to them turned their heads and looked here.
"Turn your heads around and continue organizing your formation!"
The middle-aged officer known as Xiao Zhao coldly scolded his subordinates and glanced at Xiang Nantian sharply. Without stopping, his subordinates had already opened the iron hole on the leather holster at his waist and clasped his hand on the dark gun.
He went up, making a gesture to take out the gun, but before he could take out the gun, his body suddenly trembled, his eyes suddenly filled with shock and disbelief, and he stared at Xiang Nantian without blinking, with his mouth open for a long time without saying anything.
Words come.
Obviously, this officer Zhao knew Xiang Nantian, but he thought that Xiang Nantian was dead, so when he saw a person who looked like Xiang Nantian standing in front of him, he was naturally shocked and couldn't believe it.
"You...who are you?!"
Officer surnamed Zhao asked Xiang Nantian in a trembling voice, the light in his eyes trembling.
"You little bastard, you haven't even recognized your own leader in just ten years?" Xiang Nantian glanced at him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and sounded quite emotional.
At that time, the officer named Zhao was just a lieutenant under him. Unexpectedly, he has become a lieutenant colonel now. Xiang Nantian was injured ten years ago, and the two never saw each other again.
"Are you going to... to..."
The officer surnamed Zhao opened his mouth with a trembling voice, then shook his head violently and said in disbelief, "Impossible, the chief already... ten years ago..."
"Yes, I was already a dead person ten years ago..."
Xiang Nantian's expression darkened, and he couldn't help but sigh softly. Then his face suddenly became stern, and he said in a deep voice, "But now, I'm standing back to Xiang Nantian!"
He specially emphasized the word "stand", full of pride.
The officer surnamed Zhao glanced at Xiang Nantian, his eyes flickering, and suddenly his eyes turned cold. He took out his pistol and pointed it at Xiang Nantian, and shouted in a cold voice: "Tell me, who are you?! How dare you pretend to be the God of War?
Nantian, what is your purpose of coming here?!"
Bu Cheng's expression suddenly changed when he saw this, and suddenly there was a bright dagger in his hand. He was about to take action, but Si Xiang Nantian suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him.
Xiang Nantian knew that no one could accept the sudden return of a man who had been dead for ten years, so he did not explain much to the officer named Zhao. He just smiled and said: "You have a stab from a tiger knife on your left shoulder."
There is a scar left by an ACR rifle bullet on the outside of your right leg. You were awarded second-class merit for this mission, right?"
When the officer surnamed Zhao heard these words, his body trembled violently, the gun in his hand slowly dropped, and he looked at Xiang Nantian with a shocked face. Tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, and he said in a trembling voice: "Chief, it's really... really
It’s you?!”
Only Xiang Nantian and a few comrades knew the details of the wounds on his body, so after hearing Xiang Nantian's words, he immediately concluded that the person in front of him was Xiang Nantian!
Seeing Xiao Zhao being so excited, Xiang Nantian couldn't help but feel a hint of emotion on his weather-beaten face, and nodded gently to him.
Seeing his old leader, the spiritual symbol of the entire Military Intelligence Agency, and the God of War Xiang Nantian, Officer Zhao was ecstatic in his heart, and tears could not help but flow out of his eyes. However, he still suppressed his inner emotions and hurriedly walked over and gave a salute.
With a firm face, he said: "Commander, welcome back to the team! I just committed the following crime, which deserves death, please punish me!"
"Okay! Stop doing this!"
Xiang Nantian waved to Xiao Zhao in his usual tone, then glanced at the crowd in the middle of the field, frowned and asked Xiao Zhao: "Are these Japanese people coming?"
The officer surnamed Zhao looked moved and nodded hurriedly: "Report to the chief. They came early in the morning. Chief No. 1 and Chief No. 2 are receiving them. Please wait a moment. I will go and report to Chief No. 1!"
He was overjoyed when he spoke. Chief Xiang came back at the right time. Everyone in the Military Intelligence Department knew that the Japanese people were not doing good things this time, so Xiang Nantian's arrival would definitely give everyone in the Military Intelligence Department a reassurance!
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around to report.
"Wait!"
Xiang Nantianli called out to him in a deep voice, frowned and said, "There is no need to report in a hurry, wait until I see what tricks these Japanese people are playing!"
The officer surnamed Zhao was slightly startled, then nodded immediately.
As a lieutenant colonel officer, he could naturally realize that there must be something interesting about Xiang Nantian's sudden return to the Military Intelligence Office after being "dead" for nearly ten years, so he did not dare to ask more questions and just acted according to Xiang Nantian's instructions.
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"What are the arrangements for now?"
Xiang Nantian looked at the middle of the training ground in the distance, where the senior leaders of the Military Intelligence Department and the Sword Master Alliance and others were already seated on the rostrum, and asked in a deep voice.
"This is not clear yet. The Japanese just said they wanted to see the training of our Military Intelligence Department, so the leader took them to the training ground!" Officer Zhao reported truthfully, "It is said that their people will also conduct some daily training programs.
The display!”
"Yes." Xiang Nantian nodded, knowing that the Japanese wanted to spy on the military intelligence office, so he turned to Officer Zhao and said, "Also arrange a seat for us in a while!"
"yes!"
Officer Zhao nodded immediately, looked up, and saw that most of the people in his squadron had already walked to the pre-marked area next to the training ground and sat down, so he quickly called Xiang Nantian and the other three to their squadron, and then asked people to vacate the room.
I bought a few square stools.
Originally, he wanted Xiang Nantian to sit in the front, but Xiang Nantian was afraid of being too conspicuous, so he took Lin Yu and the others to sit in the second row.
At this time, the entire training ground is already filled with officers above the rank of lieutenant from the Military Intelligence Department. However, because the Military Intelligence Department is very strict in recruiting people, after so many years of accumulation, both the new and the old are here. At this time, the training ground is only full of officers.
Person No. 10.
However, at the end of the training ground, there were a dozen people wearing Japanese Self-Defense Force uniforms, who were obviously members of the Kendo Grandmaster Alliance.
All the young officers around were looking here curiously, but although they had heard of Xiang Nantian's name, they had never seen Xiang Nantian. The only photos they had seen were taken when Xiang Nantian was young, so
They didn't recognize him at all, and Xiang Nantian had been dead for so many years, and no one made any connection with it.
"What are you looking at! This is an old head of our Military Intelligence Department, please show some respect!"
Officer Zhao scolded these men, then sat next to Xiang Nantian and said flatteringly: "Chief, the conditions here may not be very good. Please forgive me and I will get you some water and fruit."
!”
"No need, just treat me as one of your soldiers now!" Xiang Nantian waved his hand, and then looked towards the rostrum with burning eyes.
Lin Yu also looked at the rostrum curiously at this time. He saw a total of ten people sitting on the rostrum. Several middle-aged men in military uniforms were undoubtedly senior officials of the Military Intelligence Department. Naturally, some of these people
The No. 1 and No. 2 leaders mentioned by Officer Zhao.
However, Lin Yu had never seen them before, so he couldn't tell who was who.
The other few men wearing suits and Japanese kimonos should be from the Japanese Kendo Masters Alliance.
As expected by Lin Yu, the old man with gray temples and the pointed-haired Japanese man who went to his medical clinic to cause trouble that day were also there.
The old man is close to the senior leaders of the Military Intelligence Department, which shows that he has a high status in the Kendo Master Alliance. Next to him sits a bald old man with a small nose and small eyes, and a smile on his face that looks like something in a Japanese movie.
The wretched old man.
As for the Japanese people sitting next to them, Lin Yu didn't know them.
The pointed-headed Japanese man who took the lead in making trouble at the medical center was wearing a blue patterned kimono and was standing aside holding a Japanese sword in his hand.
Lin Yu glanced carefully at the knife in his hand and recognized that it was the Japanese knife he used when he cut the curb at the entrance of the medical clinic that day.
At this time, the pointed-headed Japanese held their heads high, looked proud, and looked very shabby.
"I didn't expect that this time even Tokugawa came!" Xiang Nantian looked at the old man with gray hair on his temples and snorted coldly.
"Xiang Lao, do you know him?"
Lin Yu asked curiously, "Who is he?"
"Not only do we know each other, we have also fought against each other!"
Xiang Nantian snorted coldly, his eyes gleaming, "He is the second elder among the three elders of the Kendo Master Alliance, Tokugawa Naganobu, a descendant of Tokugawa Ieyasu, the shogunate of the Edogawa era of Japan!"
Lin Yu looked startled. Sure enough, his guess was correct. This old man was indeed one of the three elders!
"This old boy is evil. In other words, as the old saying goes in the capital, he is the one who destroys the children, so the Japanese country definitely has a purpose in sending him here this time!"
Xiang Nantian snorted coldly.
While they were talking, the senior military intelligence officer on the rostrum made a routine speech. The general idea was to warmly welcome the Japanese Kendo Grandmaster Alliance to come to our place for exchanges and discussions, so that both parties can make progress together.
After the top brass of the Military Intelligence Department finished speaking, Tokugawa Naganobu also stood up and spoke on behalf of the Japanese side, also using some high-sounding polite words.
But I have to say that his Chinese is very fluent. If you didn't look at his clothes, no one might be able to tell that he is a Japanese.
After finishing his speech, he turned to look at Hu Haifan, the No. 1 chief of the Military Intelligence Department next to him, and said with a smile, "Director Hu, I brought a generous gift to your department this time.
A testimony of the friendship between the two parties!”
As soon as they finished speaking, an assistant sitting behind them walked out quickly holding a long dark purple brocade box.
Tokugawa Naganobu personally came over and opened the brocade box. What he saw in the brocade box was a shining Japanese sword, which looked the same as the one held by Japanese people with a pointed head.
"Director Hu, I told you before about our first sword in Japan, do you still remember it?"
Tokugawa Naganobu said with a smile.
Everyone was startled when they heard this. Could it be that the one in this brocade box is the best sword in Japan?!
And this Tokugawa Naganobu actually wants to hand over the No. 1 sword in Japan that his Kendo Master Alliance has always been proud of to the Military Intelligence Agency?!
Even the senior executives, including Hu Haifan, were full of doubts and disbelief.
Lin Yu was also full of curiosity, and turned his head to look at Xiang Nantian. He saw that Xiang Nantian was also frowning, as if he didn't know what Tokugawa Naganobu was up to.
Tokugawa Naganobu paused for a moment with a special smile, looked around, and said with a smile: "The knives in this brocade box are made from the scraps left over from refining the first knives in Japan. There are only two of them.
, I would like to give one of them to our Chinese Military Intelligence Agency!"