Xu Le was silent, but that didn't mean he was dull. Xu Le was always smiling, but that didn't mean he was heartless. The environment he grew up in and his education background made it impossible for him to fully understand some methods of using people. Even if he understood, it might be difficult for him to do it with his temperament. So, since escaping from the Eastwood Region, he had not had a single partner or helper except for a few friends who shared the same bad habits but ended up with bad endings because of this stubborn stench.
Of course, it was a bit harsh to ask an orphan who had just turned 20 years old to suddenly become a powerful child of power.
However, as an orphan who had been living in Bell Tower Street for several years, Xu Le was able to safely pass his adolescence. Apart from Uncle Feng Yu's care, Xu Le's ability to observe people's expressions wasn't bad. In the words of that uncle, this kid seemed to have a natural ability to discern people's hearts.
Xu Le was able to figure out what the people around him wanted in a very short time. For example, Li Wei wanted respect, so he wanted power and fists. For example, Zhang Xiaomeng wanted to follow in the footsteps of that old bastard, Saint George. She wanted to take advantage of her youth and childishness to do the right thing, then turn into a sky full of fireworks, regardless of other people's tears. For example, Shi Qinghai wanted peace, but because of that director's leap, it became a bubble …
Secretary Bai Yulan needed money. Although he didn't know where his urgent desire for money came from, from that night's car race on the old road of Shoujing Expressway, it could be seen that this delicate man was willing to give up his life for money. His behavior after the event also proved that this person respected money very much.
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The organizational structure of the Whitewater Company was somewhat similar to the military structure, but there were also some very different aspects. The most different aspect was reflected in the power of the technical director. The company's combat personnel undertook the task of testing new weapons for the Federal military, guarding engineering spaceships on peripheral planets, or carrying out some dark missions for the Federation government. The performance of the new weapons in these battles indirectly determined the time series when the new weapons officially entered the Federal Army's standard equipment.
The technical supervisor assigned to the combat team also had more power because of this background. After all, the experimental data of the new weapon and the tracking monitoring needed to be controlled by these technical supervisors. The technicians who were sent to the Whitewater Company from the research institute or the engineering department were undoubtedly sent away, but they had extremely high authority in their respective teams, just like Xu Le.
Team 7, which Xu Le belonged to, was a little different from the other combat teams. This was because they were now part of the Security Consultant Department. This department was the most peripheral and least valued department in Whitewater Security Company. It was specifically responsible for the comprehensive planning of the personal safety of some of the influential figures in the Federation. In short, it was: bodyguards.
The first time he met Secretary Bai, Xu Le knew that the other party was not an ordinary person. The race that night had strengthened his confidence. Therefore, he did not understand why Team 7, which had a person like Bai Yulan, was not valued by the company. She was assigned to the security consulting department and did not receive any business for half a year.
Most importantly, Team 7 did not have a combat team leader. The highest ranking officer was Xu Le, the technical director. This kind of personnel structure was strange.
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The dark armory was full of the smell of engine oil. The gradually setting sun could not shine into this forgotten corner. A week after entering the headquarters of the Whitewater Company, Xu Le found out that the underground of the headquarters, which looked like a farm, was actually a very large comprehensive base. The armory and the training ground were all underground.
"I used to be the leader of Team 7, but I committed a crime and was dismissed. However, the higher-ups also know that the guys in this team are not very obedient. It is useless to send a new leader."
Bai Yulan was leaning against a scrapped self-propelled vehicle. Her delicate hands were in her purse, and there was a hint of coldness between her delicate eyebrows. However, the smell of engine oil in the armory and the scattered weapons and equipment made her look different from her usual self. She was like a decadent artistic youth who suddenly stood beside an oil brush. She no longer looked like a lady, but started to look like a real soldier. She was like a decadent artistic youth who suddenly stood beside an oil brush.
This was Team 7's exclusive armory. The weapons and equipment inside looked to be in good condition, but they had not been maintained for a long time. No one knew how long they could last on the battlefield. Xu Le lay on the skateboard and looked at the internal structure of the self-propelled missile through his goggles. He was sure that if this weapon was transported to a mineral star to fight, it would only need to fire two shots before it would fall apart.
Bai Yulan's gaze was a little cold, and there was a trace of loneliness hidden in that coldness. She looked at the two legs that extended out from under the self-propelled gun and her heart trembled slightly. She thought to herself that if this gun were to collapse at this moment, the person below would probably die more thoroughly.
"I don't know who you offended and who sent you to Team 7, but since you are here, I am afraid you will not be able to get out."
Xu Le was still under the self-propelled missile. She did not know what he was busy with, but she did not answer. Bai Yulan did not seem to care. She was just calmly narrating some things. She had never known the background of this young technical director, who did not seem to be anything out of the ordinary. However, when she saw him standing on the hill during the race that night, she began to be vigilant.
Especially after seeing the check of 1.2 million today, although Bai Yulan wasn't very curious about Xu Le, her attitude towards him had changed a lot. 'I'll just treat it as telling a story.' Because of the smell of the check, he thought in his heart and waited for the other party's real request.
The skateboard rattled as Xu Le finally crawled out from under the self-propelled gun. Looking at the equipment around the armory, he couldn't help but shake his head and ask, "Is this the armory for our team? Do we have to carry equipment every time we go out on a mission? "
Hearing the words "our team", Bai Yulan's eyebrows trembled. Her hands were still in her pockets, but they gradually clenched. For her, Team 7 would always belong to her and her brothers. No one should even think about getting a share of it.
"Every combat team has its own armory. According to the information obtained by the technical director from the company, the armory is distributed in batches."
Xu Le used detergent to wash the stains off his hands. He walked in front of her. After a moment of silence, he said, "The Security Consulting Department … How can they have so much firepower? The equipment here is enough to occupy a small mineral star. "
Bai Yulan lowered her head and looked at the tips of her smooth leather shoes. Her eyes were soft and gentle. She smiled and said, "Team 7 was originally the company's ace combat team. I used to be the captain."
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She was still gentle and delicate, with a cold smile. She was very much like a proud and calm girl. However, Xu Le felt a different emotion from Bai Yulan for the first time. It was probably the so-called pride of a soldier.
"Ace combat team?" Xu Le understood why he felt a sense of vigilance when he saw her for the first time. The Whitewater Company's ace combat team had always been carrying out dark missions assigned by the government. They spent most of their time in bloody battles in various parts of the universe. Their combat experience was probably much richer than the Federal military's special forces. It was even possible that they were a secret Federal military special forces and were just training in the Whitewater Company.
How could such a team have fallen to such a state?
"You just said something happened. What is it?" Xu Le looked at Bai Yulan and asked.
"The information I just told you is a gift from me. From now on, one question for one hundred thousand." Secretary Bai retracted one of her feet. She put her hands in her pockets and lightly kicked the ground with the tip of her foot.
"No problem."
"When we were carrying out a mission last year, our team took on a private job. Although the mission was successful in the end, the losses were too heavy."
"You took on a private job because you were short of money?"
"Yes."
"Is one hundred and twenty thousand enough?"
"It's close. Just a little more."
"What mission did you carry out last year?"
"It involves Federation secrets. Since you yourself don't know, then I can't tell you."
"Five hundred thousand for this question."
"I love money and need money, but I love the Federation's laws and this little life of mine even more, Sir Supervisor."
"Was it to test the Federation's new generation MX mecha?"
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Bai Yulan slowly raised his head. The foot that had been lightly kicking the ground also stepped forward. He stood coldly and looked at Xu Le. After a long time, he said, "Yes."
"I'm done with my questions."
Xu Le didn't ask this delicate man why he was so desperate for money. He only smiled at him and continued to say, "I've become very rich for some reason now. If you need anything, you can ask me."
"I can take on private jobs, but I don't do things that are illegal," said Bai Yulan lightly, his tone incomparably calm and harmless.
At this time, Xu Le already understood Secretary Shen's arrangement. Back when Mochou had been negotiating at the back of the mountain terrace, he had suggested that he wanted to observe the development of the new mecha from the closest distance. However, he couldn't show his face in the engineering department, so the other side had actually chosen such an unexpected method to send him to the side of the few people in the Federation who had personally operated the new generation MX mecha.
"Of course it's not illegal," said Xu Le. "It's something personal."
"Personal matters are often troublesome matters." Bai Yulan lowered his eyes and looked at Xu Le's hand that was covered in the colour of detergent. He said slowly, "I can sell my life for money, but I also want to sell it clearly."
That delicate pair of hands pulled out of his pocket, a military knife in his right hand. Bai Yulan said in a low voice, "But if you want our team, then this isn't a matter of money. I can't let a young spoiled brat like you drag all 30 of us into a pit. "
Xu Le looked at the delicate military knife in his delicate hand and said, slightly taken aback, "What do you want to do?"
Actually, if this sentence had been said by the delicate Bai Yulan, perhaps the scene would have been better. But Bai Yulan only smiled and walked over to him, saying, "If you want to buy Team 7, then at least let me see your true strength. If you're not strong enough, how can you have the right to make such a request?"
Xu Le was speechless. He still couldn't completely understand the logic of certain people, such as the logic of these Federation soldiers. He looked at the delicate man walking over with the delicate military knife, and could only clench his fists.
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