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Chapter 150 Late

The missile roared down. Irina Rhodes had stopped the truck and looked at the scene a hundred meters away. Fu Ming held up his mobile phone and squinted at the front. Three J-31 fighter jets overhead, "Clean

The signal from the "Working" crew was directly transferred to Fu Ming's mobile phone and radio through the transfer of the landing platforms of the World No. 1 and World No. 2 fighter jets.

As soon as the missile hit the ground, it exploded with a loud noise and strong vibrations that almost knocked Xu Cheng off the roof of the second truck. Fortunately, he had a rope around his waist.

There was a burst of fire not far ahead, and several pickup trucks and a dozen soldiers were all blown away. Thick smoke billowed out of the trucks and huts, and a large piece of the ground was sunken. The shock wave blew away the low, dry trees on both sides of the road.

He fell to the ground, and the smoke and dust scattered, and soon it drifted to the truck where Fu Ming was. Fu Ming and Irina were in the car, and their vision was affected at most, but Xu Cheng on the top of the truck was miserable and covered in mud.

Sand, jumped out of the truck and spat.

"Request ground personnel to conduct damage assessment." The fighter pilot's voice jumped out of the headset, Xu Cheng coughed loudly, and then held down the microphone.

"This is an evaluation! There is no chance of survival! I was almost killed by you!" Xu Cheng extended his middle finger to the sky.

Fu Ming laughed a few times and cleared his throat, "Stop it. Attention the cleaning crew. Fly to the Liberal Party station. The coordinates will be sent to you by the World No. 1 console. Return immediately after a circle. The recycling station crew will

Carry out follow-up cover missions." With six J-31 fighter jets, Fu Ming is not afraid of the blockade of Hezbollah's armed forces. These third-rate troops have no air force at all and no way to deal with air attacks.

"Cleaner understands, go to the target location, the estimated time is one minute." The pilot agreed. Under the leadership of the fighter at the head of the queue, the three J-31 fighter jets changed their flight direction, did a forward somersault, and then accelerated violently.

, roaring towards the north.

"Supersonic means fast." Fu Ming stuck his head out of the car window and was choked by smoke and dust. "Xu Cheng, get in the car quickly and don't stay outside any longer. The three of us squeeze together."

Fu Ming waved desperately to Xu Cheng. When the recycling station crew arrived, there would be more ground-to-ground missile attacks at such dangerous distances. Who knows which time, shrapnel would hit one of his own, and it would be on the roof of the car.

There was no cover, so it was hard to tell what happened.

Xu Cheng agreed and quickly squeezed into the truck behind him.

Murbazak had just sent off Fu Ming, and the Hama area was very stable. There was nothing to worry about. Apart from checking intelligence and inspecting training, he was walking on the way to the military camp at this time.

Hearing a roar in the distance in the sky, three small black dots quickly approached him. Moore was startled and froze on the spot. The soldier beside him shouted, then pushed Moore to the ground and used

His body protected him desperately.

The huge noise of the J-31 fighter jet alarmed everyone in the camp. At first, the soldiers felt scared and panicked. They turned around and took out their firearms and anti-aircraft weapons. The so-called anti-aircraft weapons were just RPGs and Stinger missiles. To deal with the J-31

, it was still a little underheated. But when they took out their weapons, they found that the fighter jets above their heads did not seem to have any intention of attacking. They were just constantly changing formations in the sky and skimming the ground at low altitude, as if they were performing an aviation show. Cleaning

The three fighter jets of the engineering crew just circled for a few times and then flew away.

Moore got up from the ground, patted the dirt on his body, turned around and said to the soldier next to him, "Don't be so nervous, he doesn't look like an enemy. Order to cancel the air defense alert." He looked at the three fighter jets, took out his satellite phone and remained silent.

Pressing the keyboard. "k..."

Thanks to the escort of the recycling station crew, Fu Ming's two trucks traveled very smoothly and arrived in Damascus in the evening. Before they could get off the truck and return to the station, the satellite phone in Fu Ming's pocket vibrated.

I looked down and saw the number of the General Staff Officer.

"Uncle Leng, are you in such a hurry?" Fu Ming smiled. He did not leave his contact information when he left the Liberal Party station. Leng Jianbin contacted him at this time. It was probably after Murbazak saw the fighter jet.

receipt.

"I originally thought you wouldn't complete this deal." Leng Jianbin sounded very surprised. A few hours ago, he received a call from Moore, willing to cooperate with the Chinese government through untr.

"He really agreed. I have nothing to do. This old stubborn man asked me to move all the J-31s out! If this trick doesn't work again, I will be really helpless." Fu Ming saw it.

The two IADC trucks were particularly conspicuous here. In the urban area of ​​Damascus, Fu Ming came down and explained to the government forces several times before he was detained and attacked. The IADC was not treated well by the Syrian government forces.

See.

"As long as it's settled, when are you going to return to China?" Leng Jianbin chuckled, "Southwest and Northeast Heavy Industries can't wait for you, a rich man. And... there is someone who wants to see you."

"I hope to return to China with the Shadow Special Forces. They should go back tonight. East Turkestan has been wiped out?" Fu Ming looked at his watch, it was about 9:30 in the evening. Then he thought about it, after the plane arrives in the imperial capital tomorrow morning, it will happen to be

It's the first day of school, and I'll probably spend it sleeping.

"It's not that easy. When the Liberal Party rises and your military forces use air strikes, it should be easy to eliminate them." Leng Jianbin's laughter became more and more obscene.

"So you have already thought about it, so the purpose of the Shadow Special Forces Brigade's trip is to protect me?" Fu Ming was shocked. He didn't expect to be plotted by the General Staff. "If I had known, I would have asked the Special Forces Brigade to follow me to Hama."

The Liberal Party has also saved so much trouble..." Fu Ming thought for a moment. If based on the strength of the world's number one and number two, it would be a matter of minutes to overthrow the current government and attack Hezbollah. The dozens of East Turkestan people would naturally

It can be done easily, it’s just a matter of a few missiles. “Forget it, as long as you can give me the Xiaolong design drawings and engines, and then give me formal arms export authority, these missiles will be considered useless to me.

It's a gift. You just said, who wants to see me?"

"You will know when you come here. Japan has been a little dishonest recently. Our General Staff and the National Security Bureau have received a lot of information. No less than thirty spies from the Japanese Cabinet Intelligence Office have sneaked into the imperial capital. As for the purpose... you still remember last time

Is that Tanaka a bonus?”

Fu Ming was stunned for a moment. Tanaka Jiacheng was killed by him in the seaside town. The purpose of Tianzhong Jiacheng was to kidnap Zeng Xiaoting's classmate Sun Minjia in an attempt to obtain information about the Qingdao aircraft carrier from Sun Minjia's father, Sun Liguo. To be honest,

This Sun Liguo is really not simple.

"Of course I remember. Are the Japanese crazy? Such large-scale espionage!"

"The Imperial City National Security Bureau is paying close attention to this matter. After you come back, we will hold a meeting, and many big shots will be present. You are also on the invitation list. Untr and Fu's Trading and Transportation Company are very important to China.

.And you killed Tanaka Kazuo, and you know something about it. I need your intelligence information. As for who will come to the meeting, you will know when you come, it will be a surprise." He said here,

Leng Jianbin's tone gradually became serious. This matter is related to China's national security. Japan is so anxious to obtain the confidential data of the Qingdao that just went on trial. Could it be that it wants to prepare for war with China?

"I know." Fu Ming rubbed his head, "I will let you know when I get back. I still have a lot of things to do." The huge amount of information gave him a headache. China's espionage activities should be aimed at the Diaoyu Islands.

Confrontation. He hung up the phone and returned to the Shadow Squadron station.

Irina Rhodes was very quiet along the way, especially after witnessing the J-31 fighter jets continuously destroying ground targets, the expression on her face became increasingly ugly. She thought that life would be better after leaving the IADC, but

Unexpectedly, she escaped from the claws of the monster and fell into the hands of the devil. The power of Untr and Fu Ming made her very scared, and she even lost the smile that could often be seen on her face.

"Irina, if you really don't want to be exposed to these things anymore, I won't force you to stay in Untr." Fu Ming looked at the station. Only a few soldiers from the Shadow Special Forces Brigade stayed here, and the others

They all went out to perform their missions. There were just a few dozen East Turkestan elements. Syria is so big that they could not be found even if they were flying around in helicopters. It was just a routine matter.

"The flight at ten o'clock in the evening should stop in Hong Kong for dozens of minutes. You can leave China from Hong Kong and go wherever you want."

"Are you issuing an expulsion order? You know, I am Italian, a NATO ally, and IA can reach there. What other choice do I have?" Irina smiled bitterly, "It is safest to follow you.

At least in China, they don't dare to kill me so blatantly. They are a group of cruel and ruthless people, and they won't spare a beautiful woman like me." After saying that, Irina even gave Ming a wink.

Fu Ming ignored her and just looked at his phone. Xu Cheng and the other three found a place to sit down. In fact, they were the most tired people along the way. Fortunately, they had all been soldiers and had strong physical fitness, so they could still hold on.

There were footsteps outside the house. Fu Ming looked up and saw that it was the members of the Shadow Special Forces Brigade who had returned. This patrol mission was their last mission in Syria. Looking at the expression on Xiao Zhuang's face, Fu Ming guessed

When the results of the patrol arrived, they still found nothing. But Fu Ming did not tell Xiao Zhuang the real mission of the Shadow Special Forces Brigade, just because he was afraid that they would be disappointed.

"Forget it, for such a big country, those grandsons might have been killed by the government troops long ago!" Xiao Zhuang spat immediately when he saw Fu Ming and Xu Cheng. "There are still ten minutes left, and the military plane will

, flying to Hong Kong, do you have anything to bring?”

Fu Ming was stunned for a moment and looked at the car outside and the weapons on it. He couldn't take these things with him. "My hands are empty, just a few sets of clothes. Let's go, get ready to take off." After leaving China for more than ten days,

Fu Ming also misses the imperial capital. He has not been in contact with Coco Heike Indias and Zeng Xiaoting in the past few days, and he misses them for a while.

As soon as Fu Ming got into the car, his phone vibrated again. "It's endless..."

He looked at the screen and answered the phone. "Xiao Jian, how are things in the company?"

"Company? You still know that you are the president! Sister Cat was injured and I couldn't handle it at all. I called Zhang Lu back. Are you ready to die outside? Do you know that school is about to start?"

Fu Ming smiled apologetically. After he returned, he would really have to manage various matters of the company and UTR, including the heavy factories in Congo, follow-up support to Lebanon, air support in Syria, and the receipt of Xiaolong fighter jets.

Dealing with counterfeiting, recruiting talents for heavy factories, and negotiating with mainland arms manufacturers, these things make Fu Ming feel overwhelmed just thinking about them. "Well, I'm about to get on the plane, so I should be able to start school in time!"

Lin Jianping was stunned for a moment after hearing this, "Are you out of your mind? The roll call will be called in ten minutes. Are you riding a rocket?"

"What the fuck..." Fu Ming came to his senses. It was night in country Sar, but country c is the East Eighth District, and it was already morning. "Jet lag... help me ask for leave first!"

Now Fu Ming is really thinking about whether to put school aside for the time being...


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