Chapter 258 Eternal Loyalty

"Group A and Group B all lost contact, and Sergeant Miller in Group C was confirmed dead."

Sitting in the embassy's office, Zhang Youjie's fingers trembling slightly as he listened to the report coming from his ears.

Five lives were lost, more than 20 people were captured, and an operation that was originally without any suspense would be so completely defeated.

There is no doubt that this will be the worst loss suffered by the CIA since the Bay of Pigs incident.

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and Li Zhongping, who was still in Hucheng, was waiting for his instructions.

"Is it the hands of the general staff?"

"It should be." Li Zhongping said in a deep voice.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Youjie pondered for a moment, and then ordered.

"The plan is terminated, withdraw it."

Although regrettable, the operation has failed. If there is no accident, the US embassy and consulate in Beijing will receive an inquiry letter from the Hua Guo State Council tomorrow, and then the Hua country will hold a press conference to condemn the US side.

The facial muscles were trembling constantly, and Zhang Youjie's heart was bleeding.

"That's the hidden line?" Li Zhongping was naturally referring to the Miao Jun who instigated the rebellion.

Their original plan was that if Hua Guo put Jiang Chen under house arrest, they would use Miao Jun to kill the unsuspecting Lao Dao, and then bring out Jiang Chen who was under house arrest.

However, the plan seems to have been out of their control from the very beginning. Hua Guo seemed to use Jiang Chen as a bait to kill the agents of the AB group, and it was 80% sure that the PLA troops stationed nearby were dispatched. Immediately afterwards, Group C, which was in charge of holding hostages, was also attacked by PLA snipers.

Has the information been leaked?

He would be swayed by the mentally retarded gang of the General Staff.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Youjie tried to calm himself down.

Now that failure is a foregone conclusion, reducing losses is what needs to be considered now.

"Get rid of him, his face. Before killing him, let him kill Lao Dao."

"yes."

Zhang Youjie hung up the phone, pinched the sore bridge of his nose, then got up and left the office.

Miao Jun never thought that he would be a soldier.

I didn't even expect that I would be incorporated into the intelligence department and transferred to the general staff after graduation. Become a shadowy agent.

Ideally speaking, what he wants to be is a businessman like his uncle. Or simply, what he wants to be is a rich man.

However, things are not what he wants, so they will definitely be able to do so.

According to his original idea, he wanted to be admitted to Wanghai University, study business, and go into business after graduation.

He works hard. Really worked hard and paid off.

He vaguely remembered the time when the whole family gathered around to check the scores. The look of joy on the parents' faces.

However, at the time of filling out the volunteer application, he and his parents had disagreements.

He never expected that his parents would use an almost pleading tone, so to speak, to make him give up his ideals and fill in the National Defense University in Beijing.

There is no other reason, nothing more than the parents' concern for their son's future.

"Your grandfather's old comrade-in-arms is now a general. With your family relationship, if you fill out the National Defense University, you will definitely have a bright future in the army."

"Do you know how hard it was for your uncle when you were in business? You almost couldn't afford food. You thought it was so easy to do business?"

"Mom and Dad are for your own good"

In the end, Miao Jun chose the path of joining the army.

It's ironic. Having chosen the current path, the only way for him to realize his dream is to serve as a rich man's bodyguard after retirement.

You can't make a fortune as a soldier, and you can earn a little money if you do logistics, and you can get some money as a civilian in the conscription office, but if you really get rich in intelligence, it's a bit dangerous.

The "hard work" of his parents made him embark on this path that he didn't like at all. He had tried to make himself like this life. But when he found that no matter how hard he worked and how outstanding his performance was, everyone would attribute his promotion to the support of that relationship, and automatically ignore his hard work.

Indeed, with the help of that relationship, he has indeed risen rapidly. At the age of 24, he entered the general staff. At the dinner table, his parents would only feel that his grandfather's old comrade-in-arms is a noble person, but selectively ignored his son's training at the Qinghai Special Forces Training Base, and even almost died there

"Why do you suffer a little? It's right not to suffer a little." If Miao Jun wanted to complain about something, his father would definitely "comfort" him.

I believe that no one minds suffering, if it is for a career that you are passionate about.

But now, he only felt a kind of torture.

It turns out that any forced love is not true love. This is true in business, and it is also true in the country. Even if he had already memorized all kinds of lengthy thought report templates, even when he swore an oath with everyone, he could say that oath that he didn't take seriously at all without hesitation.

A million dollars is certainly tempting, but perhaps it wasn't what attracted him the most.

A green card, a ticket to a free world moved him.

free.

It has to be said that that thing has a fatal attraction. Even if he cursed because he couldn't get it, even if he comforted himself because it was okay

Even after dinner, he always sat with his comrades, cursing that the Yankees were not a thing.

"Mr. Miao, I believe you must abide by the agreement between us." Li Zhongping smiled.

"Old Dao is dead." The weed beside Miao Jun's road moved his throat and said.

"Really? Then congratulations." Li Zhongping breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and took out a pistol from his pocket.

It was so sudden that Miao Jun didn't react.

"Why?" Swallowing and spitting, Miao Jun said with difficulty.

"God, will bring you supreme freedom. Then Mr. Miao, goodbye"

boom

The bullet penetrated Li Zhongping's forehead, and blood spattered on the car.

"" The agent who was driving quickly drew his pistol.

"What are you waiting for?" A loud shout came from afar.

Miao Jun was startled, and subconsciously pulled out the pistol from his pocket.

boom

Before the driver, Miao Jun shot and killed him.

Panting heavily, in just a few seconds, his back was drenched in cold sweat.

At the entrance of the alley, a stumbling figure came over.

Seeing that ravine face, Miao Jun smiled wryly, dropped the gun in his hand, and did not run away. Instead, he raised his hands.

It is an old knife.

For some reason, Miao Jun was relieved that he was still alive.

Although Miao Jun is very clear, this means that he may have to spend the rest of his life in prison.

"Sorry, I plotted against you." Because of guilt, Miao Jun did not dare to face his senior.

"You kid, you really thought you had the ability to plot against me!" Lao Dao hummed a few words. Covering the bleeding wound, he grinned and sat on the hood.

paused. The dry lips trembled and continued.

"I took these two stabs on purpose. If you really have the skills to escape, you won't be caught by others. If you escape, there is probably only one possibility." The old face flashed with him. Age-matched cunning, Lao Dao, a meaningful junior, grinned.

"I was instigated." Miao Jun said with a bitter expression.

"Heh, learn." Lao Dao smiled, continued to cover the wound with his left hand, and propped his right hand on the hood.

"No need. I don't have a chance to use it after learning it." Miao Jun sighed, took out Lao Dao's cell phone, and called General Liu.

He was ready to confess and be lenient.

However, at this moment, Lao Dao, who had quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed the phone and hung up the number that had not been dialed yet.

With the puzzled look on Jun's face, Lao Dao grinned and threw the phone aside.

"Hehe. You don't feel ashamed when you die because of the betrayal of your comrades-in-arms. You don't feel ashamed when you write it in the file, but I also feel ashamed. Lao Dao died gloriously in the line of duty. I prefer to write that in the last line."

die

Hearing this, Miao Jun's heart was shocked, and his eyes widened. Hastily said, "How is it possible, you didn't suffer on purpose"

"Although it was done on purpose, I did it for good with these two knives." Lao Dao laughed, but when he laughed, he coughed.

Blood stained the corner of Miao Jun's clothes.

"I'll call an ambulance for you"

"It's useless." Lao Dao stopped Miao Jun's movements, "I know whether my body can save me or not."

"I," Miao Jun's fingers trembling. Stuck there not knowing what to do.

The apology got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't squeeze it out.

He knew that even an apology would be useless.

It was him who killed him with his own hands.

Ignoring the expression on Miao Jun's face, Lao Dao said as if talking to himself.

"I'm old, and I can't even win against young people. Five years ago, the organization transferred me back to China, and I should have retired at that time. But Lao Liu found me and hoped that I could use my experience working abroad. , use some spare energy in the domestic anti-espionage field, at least train more successors for the Republic, I agree."

"It's been five years, and 27 young men have walked out of my hands. You should be the last one." As he said, Lao Dao nodded with some relief, "It's also the one with the best qualifications, just the newcomer In terms of."

"sorry"

"Don't apologize." Lao Dao waved his hand.

"There were 27 people, and only 6 people stayed in the end. The old leader asked me to do more ideological work, and try to persuade talents to come down as much as possible. But I have never done this before. A twisted melon is not sweet."

As he spoke, there was a trace of melancholy in his voice.

"If you want to get rich, don't be a soldier. If you force yourself, you will have problems sooner or later."

Hearing this, Miao Jun lowered his head, his face was full of shame.

His voice became weaker and weaker, and Lao Dao continued to speak on his own.

"I know that my motherland is not necessarily very good. You young people can surf the Internet. Yes, I know it too."

"But even so, I still believe it will be better."

"Before that, please protect it for me until that day comes."

"But don't force it."

"May I know your name?" Miao Jun said with a choked voice.

"My name, hehe," Lao Dao grinned, his voice rejuvenated as if he had returned to the past.

He took out the pistol that had been used for an unknown number of years, and tremblingly threw it into Miao Jun's hand.

"When one day you have enough authority, you can find out by looking through my files. If you retire, then there is no need to know."

"Give it back to Lao Liu for me. I have worked half my life for him. This gun should be returned to its original owner."

After finishing speaking, Lao Dao slowly closed his dry eyelids.

This time, he actually stopped breathing.

Just like a dying shepherd dog, finally ushered in eternal peace.

"ah ah"

Under the street lamp, on the deserted road, a man knelt on the ground, crying loudly. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommended monthly ticket. Your support is my biggest motivation.

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