"Team A and Team B have lost contact. Team C, Sergeant Miller confirmed dead."
Sitting in the embassy office, Zhang Youjie's fingers holding the phone trembled as he listened to the report.
Five lives and more than 20 captives. The operation, which was supposed to be without any suspense, had actually failed so thoroughly.
Without a doubt, this would be the worst loss the CIB suffered after the Bay of Pigs incident.
The other side of the phone was silent. Li Zhongping, still in Hucheng, was waiting for his instructions.
"Was it done by the General Staff Department?"
"It should be," Li Zhongping said in an undertone.
Zhang Youjie took a deep breath and thought for a moment before he ordered.
"… Terminate the plan. Retreat."
Although it was regrettable, the operation had failed. If everything went according to plan, the UA Embassy in Shangjin would receive an inquiry letter from the Hua National Council. Then Hua would immediately hold a press conference to condemn the UA.
Zhang Youjie's facial muscles trembled as his heart bled.
"What about that spy?" Li Zhongping was naturally referring to Miao Jun who had instigated a rebellion.
Their original plan was if Hua placed Jiang Chen under house arrest, they would use Miao Jun to take out the defenseless Dagger and then bring Jiang Chen out.
But the plan seemed to be out of their control from the beginning. Hua seemed to have used Jiang Chen as bait to take out Team A and Team B. There was an 80% chance that they sent out the PLA forces stationed nearby. Immediately after, Team C, which was responsible for holding the hostage, was also attacked by a PLA sniper.
Was the intelligence leaked?
The CIB was fooled by the idiots from the General Staff Department.
Zhang Youjie took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
Since the failure was a foregone conclusion, reducing the loss was the most important thing to consider.
"Take him out. He saw my face. Also … before taking him out, let him take out Dagger. "
"Yes."
Zhang Youjie hung up the phone, pinched his sore nose, and then left the office.
…
Miao Jun never thought he would become a soldier, nor did he think he would be assigned to the intelligence department. After graduation, he would be transferred to the General Staff Department and become a secret agent.
Speaking of dreams, he wanted to be a businessman like his uncle. Or in simpler terms, he wanted to be a rich man.
However, things wouldn't necessarily turn out the way he wanted.
According to his original plan, he wanted to enroll in Wanghai University, major in business, and go into business after graduation.
He had worked very hard, and he had indeed worked hard to produce results.
He vaguely remembered the happy expression on his parents' faces when the whole family gathered together to check the scores.
However, when he was filling in the application form, he and his parents had a disagreement.
He had never thought that his parents would use a pleading tone to persuade him to give up his dream and apply for the Shangjing National Defense University.
The reason was none other than the parents' concern for their son's future.
"Your grandfather's old comrade is now a general. With your family's connections, if you enroll in the National Defense University, you'll definitely have a bright future in the military! "
"Business? Do you know how hard it was for your uncle? I can't even afford to eat! Do you think doing business is easy? "
"Mom and Dad are doing this for your own good …"
In the end, Miao Jun chose to join the army.
Ironically, the only way he could realize his dream was to become a bodyguard for a rich man after he retired.
Being a soldier wouldn't make a fortune. There was some profit to be made in logistics, and there was also a chance to earn some money from being a civil servant in the conscription office. But intelligence … if he really made a fortune, it would be dangerous.
His parents' "painstaking efforts" forced him to embark on a path he didn't like at all. He had tried to make himself like this kind of life, but he found that no matter how hard he worked, no matter how outstanding his performance was, everyone would attribute his promotion to the support of that layer of relationship, and automatically ignore the sweat and tears he had put in.
Indeed, with the help of that relationship, he rose quickly and entered the General Staff Department at the age of 24. At the dinner table, his parents would only lament that his grandfather's old comrade-in-arms was a noble person, but selectively ignored the fact that his son had almost died in the Qinghai Special Forces Training Base during his training!
"Suffer a little? Why don't you suffer a little? That's what you should do! "If Miao Jun wanted to complain, his father would certainly" comfort "him.
Suffer? No one would mind suffering if it was for the cause they were passionate about.
But now, he only felt a kind of torture.
Reality proved that any forced love was not true love. This was true for the cause, and the same was true for the country. Even though he had memorized all kinds of long and tedious ideological report templates, even though he didn't hesitate to say the oath that he didn't take seriously at all when he swore together with everyone else.
One million USD? Of course the money was tempting, but it wasn't what attracted him the most.
A green card, a ticket to the free world … He was tempted.
Freedom.
Needless to say, that thing had a fatal attraction. Even though he cursed because he couldn't get it, even though he comforted himself because he was doing okay …
Even after dinner, he always sat with his comrades and scolded the Americans.
"Mr. Miao, I believe you must have followed the agreement between us." Li Zhongping smiled.
"Dagger is dead." Miao Jun looked at the weeds beside the road, his throat moved, and said.
"Is that so? Then congratulations. "Li Zhongping let out a sigh of relief and took out a pistol from his pocket.
Because it was too sudden, Miao Jun couldn't react in time.
"Why?" Miao Jun gulped as he said with difficulty.
"God will bring you supreme freedom. Then, Mr. Miao, goodbye — "
Bang-!
The bullet penetrated Li Zhongping's forehead as blood splattered on the car.
"Fu * k!" The CIB agent driving quickly pulled out his pistol.
"What are you waiting for!" A roar came from the distance.
Miao Jun was shocked as he subconsciously pulled out his pistol from his pocket.
Bang-!
Before the driver could react, Miao Jun shot him dead.
Panting heavily, in just a few seconds, his back was soaked in cold sweat.
At the entrance of the alley, a staggering figure walked over.
When he saw the wrinkled face, Miao Jun smiled bitterly. He dropped the gun in his hand and didn't run. Instead, he raised his hands.
It was Dagger.
For some reason, seeing that he was still alive, Miao Jun was relieved.
Although Miao Jun knew that this meant he would spend the rest of his life in prison.
"Sorry, I … plotted against you." Because of guilt, Miao Jun didn't dare to look at the elder's face.
"You kid, do you really think you have the ability to plot against me?" Dagger snorted as he covered his bleeding wound and sat on the hood with a grin.
After a pause, his dry lips trembled as he continued.
"These two stabs, I took it on purpose. If you really had the ability to escape, you wouldn't have been caught. If you managed to escape, there is only one possibility … "The old face flashed with a cunning expression that matched his age. Dagger looked at the young man meaningfully and grinned.
"… I was instigated," Miao Jun said with a bitter expression.
"Heh, learn a little." Dagger smiled as his left hand continued to cover his wound while his right hand rested on the hood.
"No need, even if I learn it, I won't have the chance to use it." Miao Jun sighed as he took out Dagger's phone and called General Liu.
He was prepared to confess.
But at this moment, Dagger snatched the phone and hung up the number that had yet to be dialed.
Looking at the confused look on Miao Jun's face, Dagger grinned and threw the phone to the side.
"Hehe, dying because a comrade defected. Even if you don't find it embarrassing to write it on the file, I find it embarrassing. Dagger died honorably in the line of duty. I would rather write the last line like this. "
Dead?!
Hearing this, Miao Jun was shocked as he widened his eyes at Dagger. "How is that possible, you didn't take it on purpose-"
"Although I took it on purpose, I took the two stabs." Dagger laughed, but as he laughed, he began to cough.
Blood stained the corner of Miao Jun's shirt.
"I'll call an ambulance for you-"
"It's useless." Dagger stopped Miao Jun's movement. "I know whether my body can be saved or not."
"I …" Miao Jun's fingers trembled as he froze, not knowing what to do.
The apology was stuck in his throat and could not be squeezed out.
He knew that even if he apologized, it would be useless.
It was him, he killed him with his own hands.
Dagger ignored the expression on Miao Jun's face as he spoke as if he was talking to himself.
"I'm old, I can't even win against young people. Five years ago, the organization transferred me back to the country, and I should have retired at that time. But Old Liu found me, hoping that I could use my overseas work experience to contribute to the domestic counter-espionage field, at least to train more successors for the Republic … I agreed. "
"It's been five years, and 27 young lads have walked out of my hands. You should be the last one. " As he spoke, Dagger looked at Miao Jun with relief and nodded. "And the one with the best aptitude, for a newcomer."
"I'm sorry-"
"Don't apologize." Dagger waved his hand.
"27 people, and only six stayed. The old leader told me to do more ideological work and try to persuade the talents to stay. But I've never done that. A forced melon is not sweet. "
As he spoke, his voice carried a hint of melancholy.
"If you want to get rich, don't be a soldier. If you force yourself, there will be problems sooner or later. "
Hearing this, Miao Jun lowered his head, his face full of shame.
Dagger's voice was getting weaker and weaker as he continued to talk.
"I know, my motherland might not be very good … You youngsters know how to surf the internet, and I know what you can see."
"Even so, I still believe that it will be better."
"Before that, please protect it for me until that day comes."
"But don't force yourself."
"May … May I know your name?" Miao Jun's voice was choked with sobs.
"My name, hehe." Dagger grinned. Like the last radiance of the setting sun, his voice was full of energy again.
He took out the gun that he had used for who knows how many years and threw it into Miao Jun's hand with trembling hands.
"One day, when you have enough authority, you can flip through my files and you'll know. If he retires, then there's no need to know. "
"Give it back to Old Liu for me. I've worked for him for half my life. Let's return this gun to its rightful owner."
After that, Dagger slowly closed his withered eyelids.
This time, he really stopped breathing.
Just like a dying shepherd dog that had finally welcomed eternal peace.
"AHHH-!"
Under the streetlights, on the empty road, a man knelt on the ground and wailed.
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