In the dim, smoke-shrouded corridor of the building, the members of Group 7 shook hands with the West Woods Special Forces team and said goodbye, but they did not really separate. Although Bai Yulan had the special document issued by the Zhong Family's old house in her hands, she couldn't just leave after such a violent round of gunfire in the city's rioting district. She needed to wait for Celine's confirmation.
The commander of the West Woods Special Forces team looked at the members of Group 7 beside him and could not help but shake his head to dispel the shock in his heart. He walked to the side of the military vehicle and reported the specific details to the higher-ups in the vehicle.
The commander of the West Woods Special Forces team, Colonel Lake, sat in the vehicle expressionlessly, but when he heard the two names Xu Le and Group 7, he frowned.
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Earlier, Xu Le, who was wearing a military uniform without epaulets, walked into the restaurant at the intersection under the red light of dusk.
The restaurant was already bustling with activity, countless soup pots were boiling with the spicy and exciting smell of life. However, when he glanced around, his gaze fell on a small square table on his right that was slanted to the side of the square window.
A middle-aged man in a plain white shirt was sitting at the small table. A dark military uniform was draped over the back of the chair behind him. From the creases of the uniform, he could faintly see stars hidden in them.
Even in the square where hundreds of thousands of people gathered, Xu Le would probably see him at first glance and find it hard to look away.
The feeling was different from when he saw Du Shaoqing at the base a year ago. The middle-aged man who was immersed in eating at the small table did not give off the feeling of standing proudly in a chaotic world. He was just silent and ordinary, but his pair of white eyebrows, like a sleeping tiger, gave people the feeling that if he raised them, countless people around him would bleed.
There were a few tables below the small table by the window, and all of them were military officers of the West Woods. Their expressions were calm and silent, and they seemed to be eating normally. Only the occasional fierce and vigilant light in their eyes could let people with sharp eyes notice that they were about to use their lives to protect the middle-aged man at the small table at any time.
The middle-aged man did not raise his head. His beautiful eyebrows were still, but he naturally exuded a strong sense of oppression. This was probably the aura that had been tempered through years of monstrous power and unparalleled dignity.
Xu Le was invited over by phone. He knew who this person was, so he wasn't surprised. However, he was still a little shocked. He secretly assessed that this person was probably the strongest man in the entire Federation other than the War God. But at this time, most of his thoughts were on the two Bermuda experts and the team members who were carrying out the mission, so he didn't have much opportunity to feel anything.
Just as he took the first step toward the window, a burst of intense gunshots and explosions suddenly sounded above the restaurant. His footsteps came to an abrupt halt as he looked through the glass toward the source of the sound.
Many of the alarmed customers in the restaurant couldn't see that in the middle of an ordinary building about two kilometers away, countless gorgeous gunfire suddenly spewed out. Countless smoke and flames broke the glass and spewed out like the tail flames of a fighter jet, surging into the clean evening sky of the West Woods.
The loud explosions could still be heard so clearly in the restaurant. It could be imagined how violent and terrifying the gunfight in the building was. Xu Le's eyesight was excellent. He could even see that outside the window of the thirteenth floor of the building, countless bullets were like black dots shuttling back and forth. In the end, their sharpness was worn down by the evil gravitational force. After losing their speed, they turned into countless metal raindrops and fell to the street, hitting the roofs of cars and buildings.
The West Woods had the most soldiers and ammunition, but social security had always been good. Such a fierce gunfight in the downtown area was a shocking scene that had not been seen for many years. The diners in the restaurant were terrified. They paid their bills and left.
At this time, in a room near the kitchen at the back of the restaurant, a burst of rapid and crisp gunshots rang out. This burst of gunshots was very close and very real. The diners' faces turned pale as they screamed and rushed out.
When the gunshots rang out, the West Woods officers surrounding the window suddenly trembled and quickly grasped their respective guns.
Xu Le knew that Lan Xiaolong's men had also made a move. His heart suddenly contracted and his body tensed up.
The middle-aged man at the small table by the window didn't seem to hear or see any gunfire. His right hand holding the soup spoon didn't tremble at all. He steadily scooped up a spoonful of bright red chili oil soup and gently poured it on the white rice in the black wooden bowl.
Xu Le lowered his eyes slightly and took two deep breaths to force himself to calm down. He walked toward the small table.
The West Woods officers didn't stop him. Instead, they made a path for him.
Xu Le stood by the small table and looked at the middle-aged man who was mixing rice with his head down. He could only see the man's thick eyebrows mixed with silver hair. This posture didn't give Xu Le any feeling of looking down on him. Instead, he felt that the man was sitting on a barren mountain, high and far away.
The middle-aged man still didn't look up. He carefully mixed the white rice in the black wooden bowl into a bright red stew. He put down the silver spoon, picked up the long chopsticks, and accurately picked up a piece of rat meat from the red chili oil soup and placed it on the rice. He then picked up the rice bowl and began to eat quickly. At the same time, he mumbled one word.
"Sit."
Xu Le pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Eat."
A West Woods officer wearing a colonel epaulet set a set of cutlery in front of Xu Le and quickly brought over a bowl of white rice.
Xu Le was only a lieutenant colonel. He immediately stood up and saluted to express his gratitude. Then, he sat down again. He didn't say anything and didn't hesitate at all. He picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to eat the white rice with the red soup as if he wanted to compete with the middle-aged man across the table in speed.
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In a very short time, the two people at the small table had finished four bowls of white rice. The middle-aged man in an ordinary white shirt finally put down the long chopsticks in his hand. He took a wet towel from the colonel beside him, unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, and vigorously wiped the sweat from his forehead due to the spicy food.
"A soldier has to be able to eat." The middle-aged man raised his head and looked at Xu Le. "If the stomach is strong enough, you won't get gastritis no matter how fast you eat. If you always have to remember that you have to be as beautiful as a plum blossom, then you shouldn't eat for the rest of your life. Because if you eat, you'll always shit. "
Xu Le wasn't sure if these words were directed at Teacher Shaoqing of the Sonic Federation. He didn't know how to respond, so he could only smile slightly and remain silent.
"Those subordinates of yours aren't bad." The middle-aged man glanced at the building in the twilight out of the corner of his eye. He looked at the pitch-black marks of the violent surprise attack and said with a carefree smile, "I like people who do things simply and directly."
Group 7 had launched a violent attack in the downtown area of the West Woods Sunset Province according to his own arrangements. Xu Le had been worried whether or not the West Woods would have any opinions. At this moment, when he heard the other party actually express a hint of admiration, he couldn't help but feel slightly surprised. He replied very seriously, "Thank you for the praise, commander."
Hearing the word commander, Zhong Suohu, who had just returned to the rear from the frontline 3320 fallen star, was silent for a moment. This commander-in-chief of the Federation, who controlled the military and political power of the entire West Woods Region, turned his head with a slightly complicated expression. Through the transparent glass of the restaurant, he looked at the green trees by the street, as well as the silhouette of the city beyond the treetops even further away.
This was his city, his planet, his Region.
Zhong Suohu's flowery eyebrows raised slightly. There was an undisguised sense of coldness and dominance in his eyes. He didn't look at Xu Le as he said in a deep voice, "I'm going to start arresting people. Is there anyone you want to arrest?"
It was the madam's sister who had arranged to have a meal with this big shot in the restaurant. At this time, Xu Le still didn't know that apart from the attempt on his life, there was also an attempt on Zhong Suohu's life. So for a moment, he didn't understand why the other party's tone was so gloomy.
In the West Woods Region, there were many people involved in this assassination, and most of them were employees of the government system or even the military.
Xu Le's temperament was cheerful and determined, but he was definitely not Mr. Nice Guy. If someone knocked out his teeth, he would only stuff them into the other party's stomach. He was risking his life on the frontlines to kill the enemy, but there were people in the Federation who were cold-bloodedly trying to kill him. How could he let them go?
It was just that this matter was indeed a little tricky to deal with. He had originally planned to let Group 7 do the dirty work behind the scenes, returning darkness and cold-bloodedness to darkness and cold-bloodedness. Group 7's subordinates, these experts in darkness, did have this kind of ability …
But to let Group 7 participate in the battle against the aristocratic families because of him with no future was really something he didn't want to see. No matter how strong the members' individual combat abilities were, they were still just ordinary people. Group 7 was just a normal combat team from the Shell Motor Company, and this was the Federation that was full of power, order, and dark fog.
"I have a lot of people I want to arrest."
Xu Le quickly made a decision. He looked seriously at Zhong Suohu across the table. He didn't think about whether the other party was talking about arrest or assassination. Because no matter which, it was a form of revenge that he could accept. Most importantly, as long as the person this middle-aged man wanted to arrest was in the West Woods Region, no one would be able to escape. Because he was … the number one person in the West Woods.
He passed the electronic notebook that he had already sorted out to the other side of the table.
Zhong Suohu opened the electronic notebook and silently looked at it for a long time. A slight mocking smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth. He said, "The old man really spared no effort to train you."
There were a lot of people in the electronic notebook, which was information that the West Woods Military Intelligence Department didn't know. Looking at the call records and evidence, Zhong Suohu was very clear that other than the Bureau of Proclamation, no one could get hold of such top-secret information. Since the attitude of the lady behind Mochou's back mountain was to watch silently, then other than the War God of Philadelphia, who could persuade the Bureau of Proclamation to intervene in this murder plan against a lieutenant colonel?
Xu Le didn't explain anything, because he would never be able to explain the strange connection between himself and The Glory Of The Charter.
"Arrest all of them." Zhong Suohu threw the electronic notebook to the colonel next to him and said indifferently, "If anyone dares to run, kill them all."
Xu Le lowered his head in silence for a moment, then suddenly looked up and asked seriously, "What about your nephew?"
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(It's really late at night. Bitter smile, I'm really a guy who keeps his promises. I'm really busy and tired.
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