I haven't been a boss for many years

There are not so many rules in the wards of the camp. The wounded smoke in the hospital, beat hands, drink while injured, and go shopping in brothels.

Not uncommon!

In the world, the cruelest and kindest people, the most righteous and evil people, the most civilized and the most fucked up people, often all do the same job.

"call."

Zhou Jie took a puff of cigarette, exhaled white mist slowly, and said in Trump's words: "It's very comfortable!"

He squinted at Yanzui: "Marlboro, good stuff."

Ah Zhong threw out half a pack of cigarettes in his arms: "Take it if you like it, the public cigarettes sent by the camp."

"Thank you."

Zhou Jiefang was not too polite, he put the cigarette in his pocket, and sighed, "Good treatment, better than what our boss smokes."

"Our director can only smoke Zhonghua, but you can smoke Marlboro." He said, "Being a soldier is different from being a policeman."

Ah Zhong smiled.

"Tomorrow your people will come to the camp to pick you up."

Zhou Jiefang nodded: "That's for sure. When I come back here, I will return home. My family will definitely come to pick me up."

"Are you the one who flew the plane the day before yesterday?" He recalled: "I saw your plane on the ground, and it flew better than the other one."

"What do you want from me?" Those who can go abroad to perform missions are all experienced old scouts, starting from the second Ah Zhong appeared.

He knew that Ah Zhong had something to say.

Asking for cigarettes in advance is by no means premeditated, it is purely a passing mention.

Ah Zhong sat down and said, "The other plane crashed, of course I drove better. It's nothing serious for me to chat with you, I just wanted to ask you why you chose to carry out missions across the country."

"As far as I know, you have no one to help you abroad, you are alone, and no one will rescue you if you are caught."

"For this task, I was forced to attract fans. Although I don't know the rules in your mainland, I think the future is definitely not as good as before."

"In the end, what made you willing to risk yourself."

He learned from this man who had the same opportunity as himself.

Because, even if the other party sucks, he still wants to do it!

Let him be touched.

The day before yesterday's attack on the Shan Nationality's armed base came to an end. The self-defense battalion lost a Hind, consumed more than 4000 rounds of ammunition, mounted eight bombs, killed 130 armed drug criminals, captured 80 people, and rescued 72 Dai compatriots. This is a crucial reconnaissance mission. member one.

12 tons of finished products and raw materials were seized.

This is a big case!

In northern Myanmar, it was a small operation.

Among them, the selection of domestic scouts was also spread in the army, which really made many brothers look at it with admiration and awe!

The name of the country.

It started from the heroic deeds of ordinary Chinese people one after another!

Changing places, Ah Zhong asked himself that being an undercover agent would not be able to reach his level.

Zhou Jiefang flicked the cigarette ash, and said with a relaxed face: "Don't doubt, there are rules everywhere. Comrades who go out of the country will inevitably be contaminated with bad habits. Comrades are mentally prepared before going out. Once the brother enters, don't even think about his official career. .”

"Those who want to think about their official career will avoid our business a long time ago. There is no one who is unlucky to go to the investigation team."

"Those who dare to take on the burden and dare to do this must be enlightened. I am not talented. It is called liberation. Have a little awareness." He pinched his fingernails and said witty words.

"In addition, I dare to leave the country because I believe that my motherland and compatriots will never give up on me." When he said this, his eyes were red, and he looked at Ah Zhong: "Thank you!"

"In order to save us, some of you sacrificed!"

Ah Zhong stared blankly, pouted, wanted to say something but couldn't.

"you are welcome."

Zhou Jiefang beckoned Ah Zhong to come closer, and put his mouth against Ah Zhong's ear: "I'll tell you something quietly, I don't have an official career, but I have honor!"

"Even if my photo will never be on the news network, my brothers and family members will know my honor and pride!"

Ah Zhong was greatly shocked.

Zhou Jiefang waved his hands and said: "I know, you Xiangjiang is rich, there are high-rise buildings everywhere, gold is everywhere, the economy is good, you don't know about our mainland, you always think we are monsters, very curious! But I blame you, curious Just come over and chat, and go to the mainland to take a look when you have time."

"Personally, I don't envy you. You don't have what we have, but in the future, everyone will have it. Let me tell you, the development of the jade city in Ruili is really good. We also hope that the common people can earn money. money, that's why I'm asked to come out, and I'm going to take that nest of drug criminals to death!"

Ah Zhong exhaled, as if he had lifted a heavy burden, changed his tone, and said relaxedly: "I have seen that jade city before, the trading market is overcrowded, and there are special properties to maintain order, it is more prosperous than I imagined .”

Chapter 550

He found what was missing - honor!

Ah Zhong made a satellite phone call to Wu Hongxi: "Wu sir, we don't need to cooperate with the Military Intelligence Department anymore!"

Wu Hongxi was lying on the bed, and when he received a call, he felt worried. When he heard the content of the call, he snapped up: "Ah Zhong, don't talk nonsense!"

Ah Zhong persecuted: "Gui Lao sent people to northern Burma to ask me to blow up the plane. They just used me as cannon fodder and sent me to die. Damn, how much surveillance is there on the tarmac? He Yihai found out and immediately sent me He was shot in northern Myanmar, does MI have legal support in northern Myanmar?"

"In terms of people, in terms of firepower, can you beat He Yihai? The ghost doesn't treat us as his own, so why should we give our lives to him?"

Wu Hongxi looked nervously at the person next to the pillow, quickly lifted the quilt to stand up, went to the living room and poured a glass of water.

"What on earth are you thinking? Are you crazy!" He drank his saliva and questioned, "You are on welfare from the Hong Kong government, and every penny is paid by the British."

He never thought that Ah Zhong would betray him.

But Ah Zhong said: "Can money represent everything? Can you force me to die and betray my compatriots? From now on, I will donate money to the welfare fund of the Hong Kong government every year. I will remember the kindness they have given me. Willing to pay back doesn’t mean paying back in this way, right or wrong, I don’t think money can decide.”

Wu Hongxi sighed: "I thought you would be willing if the ghost asked you to die. I didn't expect it."

"However, my satellite phone is encrypted and cannot be monitored. You can talk about your thoughts."

In this world, money cannot cultivate righteous men.

The righteous can only be bribed!

Of course, money can buy a dead man, but Ah Zhong is not a dead man, and he doesn't meet the requirement of being free from worries. Many things will be logical when they develop.

Ah Zhong showed his cards and said: "My idea is very simple, to expose the military intelligence department's action plan to the security battalion, and then the security battalion will deal with it."

"If the action fails, you won't be able to run away. It's up to you whether you continue to follow the ghost or change direction."

"I'm just an informant who lost contact in northern Myanmar. I don't need any police force status to continue my life in northern Myanmar. Xiangjiang's friends are young and Dangerous, and I don't need you to take care of me. You just need to take care of yourself."

Wu Hongxi sighed: "You have betrayed, and if I don't follow up, am I going to help you take care of things?"

"In a word, will you follow?" Ah Zhong asked.

Wu Hongxi pondered: "You handle your business, I handle mine, and I follow you. How can we improve in the future?"

Ah Zhong said thoughtfully, "Understood!"

"Clap."

He hangs up.

"Troublesome autumn, troublesome autumn!" Wu Hongxi sighed, put the phone away, and walked into the bedroom shaking his head.

Even if he wants to change flags, he has to walk alone, how can he walk with Ah Zhong?

He is a majestic police superintendent!

……

The next day, early in the morning.

Ah Chung went out to practice as usual. During the training, a group of mainlanders arrived at the camp, stepped forward to bring the compatriots and scouts back to China, and the handover was done very neatly.

The captives were taken to the mining area for labor reform, and 12 tons of raw materials were directly sold to the Pagan army. The guard camp had its own style of conduct.

Training is over.

Ah Zhong came to the office of the 1st Battalion Commander, and happened to see the captain of the No. [-] aircraft complaining to the commander: "Sir, I want to rebuild the second group!"

The No. 2 aircraft crashed during the operation the day before yesterday. The main pilot and the co-pilot survived by chance. The two machine gunners and the two loaders were hit by shells on the spot and exploded together with the fireworks.

The driver made an emergency landing relying on the protection of the cabin and the final maneuvering power.

The co-pilot is disabled.

The host chief was only slightly injured, and Yin Zhi scolded: "The plane is gone, so fuck you, dead boy!"

"Sir!"

"I received word that the head office has newly purchased two Hinds, and the goods are already at sea." The second captain was serious.

Silver paper took a sip of tea: "You are well-informed!"

The second pilot said: "I request to rebuild the second group and fly again!"

The silver paper waved away people: "Roll, the plane fell and you still have the face to ask me to fly it? Let me tell you, the new plane belongs to the third group and the fourth group. The second group can be rebuilt, but it can no longer be used for flying. Make preparations." class!"

The second captain was not convinced: "Sir, you can't let me go out just because the mission failed!"

"The second group has made a contribution!"

Silver paper rolled his eyes: "Reconstruction takes time, and training also takes time. You are the captain, and you are Baby Gadda, okay? I feel wronged for letting you do the preparatory class."

The second captain: "The instructor said I have the talent to fly a fighter jet. If you don't let me fly a Hind, let the company buy a MiG!"

"I'll give you a two-month bonus." Silver paper said.

The second captain: "I want a MiG!"

"Add a third-class merit."

"I want a MiG!"

The silver paper scolded: "If you drive a MiG, you will die early, and hit the street!"

The second captain was not convinced: "If I drive a MiG, I will fall? I want to drive a MiG!"

The silver paper pulled out the gun and slapped it on the table: "Go away!"

"goodbye, sir!"

The second captain leaves.

Ah Zhong entered the office, stood at attention and saluted: "Sir!"

"What's the matter?" Yin Zhi put away her gun and said in a pleasant manner.

Ah Zhong shook his head, and said directly: "Sir, I have a piece of confidential information to report!"

Silver paper winks.

An attendant closed the door, took the silver paper next to the door and pulled down the venetian blind near the window, then turned around and said, "Let's talk."

He wondered what classified information a pilot could have.

Azhong said: "Sir, I have a friend in Xiangjiang who is an official of the Political Department. I once saved his life. He told me that British intelligence personnel have arrived in northern Myanmar and told me to be careful. I think the matter is very important. , specially came to report to the chief."

The silver paper looked him up and down.

"A Zhong."

"I remember you joined He Yihai for almost three years, right?"

Ah Zhongdao.

"It's two months and three days!"

The silver paper applauded: "Good!"

"I have this awareness in less than three years. I think you are a good brother. I will give you credit when I find out about this matter!"

Ah Zhong saluted again and puffed up his chest: "Thank you, sir!"

From this moment on, the defense battalion changed from passive to active. Not only will it not be monitored or attacked, but it can also secretly investigate the movements of the British Intelligence Service.

Hong Kong.

Wu Hongxi took a leave of absence in the morning and did not go to work in the Political Department. He drove to the Peninsula Hotel, opened a box to enjoy the scenery, called a waiter into the box, and handed out a business card and five Hong Kong dollars: "Send the business card to The front desk on the 45th floor of Hutchison Building, ask the front desk to give the business card to President Zhang, and President Zhang will give him a tip."

"Go, I'm the VIP of the hotel. You tell the foreman that the guest in room 601 has something to do, and he won't make things difficult for you."