Military vehicles drove out of the camp overnight, braving the danger of overturning at any time. They crossed the mountains and lofty ridges to surround the attack site. The border checkpoints and the main roads were filled with soldiers armed with live ammunition. They searched for all possible targets as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Armed helicopters rose into the air and circled around the attack site. The searchlights illuminated the ground for the soldiers to search.
After several hours, when the sky was getting bright, they finally found the frozen corpses of the two thugs. However, the two guys died extremely miserably, with a look of horror on their faces. It seemed that their skulls had been scratched open by the sharp claws of some birds, and their brains mixed with blood had been frozen into ice. The soldiers could not help but feel nauseous and vomit.
The intelligence was reported, and the identities of the two thugs were soon confirmed. They were members of a notorious terrorist separatist force, and they were also two internationally wanted criminals. However, they had been active in Beijiang, and no one knew why they suddenly came to Zangjiang.
But the brain circuit of terrorists was completely different from that of ordinary people. In such a situation, there was no good way for the military to find out their real purpose. They could only increase the vigilance to ensure the safety of the members of the medical team.
Commander Ge had a big headache. The zombie virus was enough to make him anxious, and now there was this incident. After a night's sleep, he rushed to the Nathula Pass early in the morning with two dark circles under his eyes. He apologized to the medical team in person, explained the investigation by the way, and specially came to see the injured Ding Ning.
Minister Jiang's face was black. Although he knew that Commander Ge was not to be blamed for this, no one would feel comfortable when such a thing happened, so he kept a straight face and didn't give Commander Ge a good look.
However, the members of the medical team were not angry. Commander Ge had come to apologize in person, so what else could they say?
Ding Ning was even more clear that this attack was definitely aimed at him. In addition, he could not explain the sudden death of the two thugs at all, so he could only pretend that he was injured, deceive them, and generously expressed his understanding of Commander Ge.
Commander Ge was so grateful that he shed tears. He held Ding Ning's hand for a long time and kept praising him for being young and promising, which made Ding Ning blush.
Commander Ge didn't have any special hobbies, but he was too excited. He didn't expect Ding Ning to be so easy to talk to. After all, the higher-ups had given a strict order to get the understanding of the medical team, especially the leader of the medical team, Ding Ning. As a victim, he must be comforted and given the best treatment. It could be seen that the higher-ups had high hopes for him to solve the zombie virus.
Fortunately, Qisha's arrival finally freed him. Looking at Qisha jumping down from the helicopter with a dusty face, Ding Ning showed a very complicated smile and went forward to hug him. "Why are you here?"
Although Commander Ge was very curious about Seven Kills' identity, when he saw a special logo on the helicopter, he left in a hurry to deal with the accident that happened last night.
Last night, when they were looking for the culprit who attacked the helicopter, something happened in the quarantine area. Four guards and three medical professors from Yan Jing were knocked out, and three infected soldiers were beheaded.
When Ding Ning and the others arrived at the Nathula Pass, they were greeted with this bad news. Ding Ning didn't care about the news and went to the scene to check the bodies. He had some preliminary speculations in his mind, but he didn't say it to anyone.
The three soldiers were beheaded with an ice blade, and the entire torso and head of the bodies were wrapped in a layer of ice. After the ice melted, they were examined and found that the virus in their bodies had completely disappeared. Just like the previous virus samples, the virus would disappear after being exposed to the air for a while, so the medical team couldn't carry out virus research at all.
"You were almost killed. As your senior, how could I not come and take a look?"
Qisha said with a grin. He went forward and gave him a bear hug, which made Ding Ning feel a little warm in his heart.
"Qisha, is this your junior, Ding Ning?"
At this moment, an indifferent voice came from behind Qisha. Ding Ning felt that Qisha's body was obviously stiff, and then he let go of him. He frowned and turned around, saying, "Yes!"
Ding Ning heard the voice and looked over. He saw a young man wearing a black vest and a black windbreaker who had just gotten off the helicopter and was staring at him.
The young man looked to be in his early thirties. He had a buzz cut and wore sunglasses, just like the hackers in the Empire of Hackers. His back was straight, and he exuded a very dangerous aura. Under the sunglasses, there was a sense of scrutiny and obvious hostility in his eyes.
Ding Ning narrowed his eyes and curled his lips into a playful smile. He pretended not to see the hostility and asked lazily, "Senior Brother Qisha, who is this? Why don't you introduce him? "
"We're not the same kind of people. There's nothing to introduce."
Qisha seemed to be on bad terms with this young man. He snorted coldly and pulled Ding Ning away.
"Why, Qisha? Are you afraid that I'll bully your junior? You don't even have the courage to introduce yourself? "
The young man walked over with a majestic gait, stretched out his leather gloved hand, and introduced himself with a fake smile, "I'm Zhang Yang. Great Doctor Ding, you may not have heard of this nobody, but I've heard a lot about you, Great Doctor Ding."
At this time, four indifferent young men jumped down from the helicopter. They were dressed exactly the same as Leng Ao. Seeing this, they stood aside with their arms crossed and a playful smile on their faces, as if waiting to watch a good show.
"Zhang Yang? This name is quite arrogant. It's as pretentious as the way you dress! "
Ding Ning muttered with a faint smile on his face. As if he did not see his outstretched hand, he put his arm around Qisha's shoulder and turned to leave.
Zhang Yang did not expect Ding Ning to ignore him. His outstretched hand froze awkwardly in the air, and a cold light flashed behind the lens of his sunglasses.
Qisha beamed and put his arm around Ding Ning's waist. Like a pair of gay friends, he said with a cheeky smile, "Little junior brother, let's go to your room and have a drink. It's easy to catch a cold if you act tough in such cold weather."
"Yeah, it's freezing here. I'm going to freeze to death!"
Ding Ning laughed very cooperatively, but he was secretly speculating about the identity of Zhang Yang and the others. He did not know where their hostility to him came from. What made him most curious was that these people obviously had cultivation, but he could not see through them at all. They even gave him a very dangerous feeling.
Zhang Yang stood where he was, looking coldly at the backs of the two people, and a meaningful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Where are they from? They seem to be very pretentious! "
In the room arranged by the military for Ding Ning, Ding Ning closed the door, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Qisha, who was warming his hands in front of the stove.
"Yulin Guard!"
Qisha put away his previous cheeky look, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
"Yulin Guard? What's going on? They look like they're not friendly. "
Ding Ning frowned. He knew about the Yulin Guard, but he did not know much about the inside story. Zhang Yang's disregard for Qisha made him feel very puzzled.
Qisha took out a pack of cigarettes from Ding Ning's pocket without any regard for him, and lit it up in front of the stove. He took a deep drag before saying with a bitter smile, "It's all because of the incident where you destroyed the Axe Gang last time."
Ding Ning also lit a cigarette, raised his eyelids, and said in puzzlement, "Wasn't it settled? What does it have to do with them? "
Qisha rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "Brother, it's easy for you to say, but it's hundreds of lives. If it weren't for Third Uncle saying you were his disciple, personally vouching for you, and handing over some of the power in his hands, do you think you could still stay here so easily?"
"Isn't Wu Hou a Nation Scholar? What's the situation with the Yulin Guard? Is there some kind of explanation in this? "
Ding Ning was moved. Last time, Qisha only said that the trouble was solved. He did not expect that Xiahou Weiyang, this cheap master, would pay such a big price for him. How could he not be moved? But the attitude of the Yulin Guard today made him feel that things were not so simple.
"Explanation?"
Qisha took a deep drag on the cigarette and fiercely spat out a cloud of smoke as if he was venting the depression in his chest. His face showed a touch of righteous indignation. "The Thirteen Iron Guards followed the founder to fight all over the country and paid the price of their lives for the liberation of Shenzhou. Only three of my master and the others survived. If it weren't for you, two of them would still be disabled and one injured."
Ding Ning smoked silently and listened to him quietly. He could see that Qisha had grievances in his heart, and it was a great grievance.
"The National Warrior's Mansion suppresses warriors, but it never participates in political affairs and military affairs. In addition, the country has been peaceful for decades, and my master and the others rarely show up. Some people feel unbalanced and try to weaken the prestige and power of the National Warrior's Mansion."
Qisha took a deep breath, put out the half-smoked cigarette butt, and said with a sneer, "That's why the current Yulin Guard came into being."
When Ding Ning heard this, he already understood. It seemed that this was related to the game at the political level. The National Warrior's Mansion shocked the world, and many people wanted to control it, but the National Warrior's Mansion never participated in politics and military affairs. It always remained neutral and aloof, which would inevitably cause some people's dissatisfaction. That was why the Yulin Guard came into being. They tried to reduce the strength and influence of the National Warrior's Mansion.
"Before the establishment of the Yulin Guard, the National Warrior's Mansion had three organizations: the Bureau of Religions, the Seventeenth Bureau, and the superpower."
Qisha was depressed and wanted to talk. In addition, Ding Ning was now the director of the Ninghai branch of the Seventeenth Bureau, so he had the right to know some things. So, he did not hide it from him and said bluntly, "When the Yulin Guard was established, the superpower group was directly removed. It was said that the superpower group was to study superpower and see if it could be inspired by the superpower to enhance the strength of our special warriors."
Ding Ning was silent. He could not say much about this kind of thing. Although he knew that Xiahou Weiyang and these old seniors sincerely cared about the country, no one in power would rest assured that such a powerful force was not under control, so it was natural for them to be vigilant.
"The superpower group was removed. Anyway, those guys were originally in the category of martial arts, and they were not the force that the National Warrior's Mansion should control. So at that time, my master and the others handed it over without any hesitation."
Qisha lit another cigarette, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "But more than 20 years have passed, and my master and the others have never shown up because of their injuries. The Yulin Guard has done a lot of things for the country in secret, and it has a faint tendency to suppress the National Warrior's Mansion. So these little bastards have grown up and gradually become arrogant. Especially this time, in order to protect you, Third Martial Uncle had to compromise with the Yulin Guard and hand over the Bureau of Religions."
"What? The Bureau of Religions was handed over to the Yulin Guard? "
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