Tomorrow's Ark, the Battle of the Sick

Below the famous buildings in Longmen, there are characteristic streets and streets, where the lively and ordinary life at the bottom.

In the Longmen restaurant near the market, the section chief finally waited for his bowl of thin noodles in clear soup. Surrounded by the sound of conversation and eating and drinking, it seemed that a wave of heat was rising, blocking the cold winter wind outside the store.

The section chief took off the work badge of the Longmen Guards Bureau, opened the disposable chopsticks, and prepared to enjoy the noodles.

However, he couldn't take the first bite in the end.

Just because of the man in black sitting beside him.

"What are the instructions from above?" The section chief frowned and put down the strip. "It's off-duty time, and my overtime pay is not cheap."

"Do you like noodles?"

"There is nothing to eat except noodles." The section chief said coldly, and picked up the noodles again, "It's like a job I can do."

"But the Guards Bureau can do a lot, especially you."

"Is there a difference?"

After eating the first mouthful of noodles, the section chief's expression relaxed, obviously he had been hungry all day.

The man in black didn't bother him, just watched him eat noodles, and looked around at the bustling Longmen citizens.

"Recently something happened with the intelligence work on Rhodes Island. Chen Huijie is very troublesome. Let alone the 'Ark', we haven't even found out the cargo that Rhodes Island recently shipped to Londinium."

"Although we have parted ways now, the higher-ups should be thankful. If she is still in the Guard Bureau, we probably don't know who the leader is now."

The section chief snorted softly, and didn't stop eating the noodles.

"But it's always a problem." The man in black didn't order food, and the boss at the side didn't dare to ask, "So the higher-ups want to use your intelligence network or manpower to investigate Londinium."

The section chief curled his lips contemptuously and shook his head.

"It's a battlefield right now. Even if I don't have a good reputation among my subordinates, I won't be able to drive them to the battlefield. In addition to overtime pay, travel expenses, and personal insurance, these are indispensable."

"Money is not a problem, but remember, you belong to the Longmen Guard Bureau, and so do your subordinates."

The man in black said calmly, and the section chief didn't refute.

"Sure enough, it's troublesome to depend on others. What does Rhodes Island want to do this time? Messing up Columbia is already very eye-catching, and now they want to mess with Victoria. They are not afraid of getting burned? Many people want to touch them now."

"That man's temperament is very weird. His process of doing things is very rational and rigorous, but he often does things out of some inexplicable motives. This is his most troublesome part." While talking, the man in black took out a small The data storage device, gently placed on the table, "These are the vehicle teams captured by drones in southern Victoria. The scale is not small, but the possibility of armed personnel is temporarily ruled out. If Rhodes Island wants to directly intervene, it will not just Send this guy."

"Based on his character, it is estimated that he will send Rangers directly into Londinium."

The section chief reluctantly accepted the memory card. As a busy person in the department, it was rare for him to come to the noodle shop to eat noodles, but he still couldn't escape the fate of working overtime.

"Having said that, nearly [-] troops have assembled in the outskirts of Londinium. Even Rhodes Island probably wouldn't dare to act rashly."

After all, Victoria's previous hegemony was based on the economy and military. Without a strong army, it would be impossible to check and balance Terra's hegemony. This is not difficult to see from the scale of the battle between the two sides this time.

"It's hard to say, after all, the size of Rhode Island is there, and the Ursus are their allies." The section chief ate the noodles indifferently, and added some seasoning, "After the war, how many people want that The man died, but not only did he not die, but he became stronger and stronger, and now Victoria is a game, it depends on whether he is interested in participating."

The man in black watched the section chief stop his movements, his eyes wandered, as if he was thinking.

"And if he wants to play, he probably has a great chance of winning."

"It's rare to see you have such a high opinion of a person."

"It's not that I have a high opinion of him, it's everyone, the Longmen Guards Bureau, those guys wearing black hats, and those higher-level existences than gentlemen, think so."

"Yan Country Supervision Department?"

"—I don't know, I can't tell."

When the section chief said these words, the man in black didn't dare to continue to ask questions, but only glanced at the straight-edged knife leaning against the section chief's seat.

"The recent routine physical examination is a little bit high. Sure enough, as I get older, my body starts to have problems. Unfortunately, I have to wait for a few more years before retiring. I still have to bear it."

Thinking of this, the section chief sighed helplessly.

"Eat less salty foods, such as ramen noodles."

"Forget it. Life without noodles is very boring, even more boring than smashing ten Syracuse gangs." The section chief swallowed the last mouthful of noodles and drank the noodle soup with a spoon. "Go back and tell your husband, I'll take this job, but let him not forget what he promised me before, and you don't need to know anything about it."

"I'll talk to him."

"Besides, this is my personal suggestion. If Longmen doesn't want to lose something, it's best to stop infiltrating Rhodes Island. Chen Huijie has been patient all this time, and it's for the sake of the Guards Bureau."

"—will speak to him."

When the noodle soup was finished, the man in black beside him disappeared, but the excitement around him remained the same, as if he had never existed from the beginning to the end.

The section chief paid the bill, picked up the equipment, lifted the curtain of the noodle shop, and went out.

It was snowing in the gray sky, and the road surface and street lamps were covered with a layer of white paint, which brought a trace of tranquility to the bustling Longmen Market in the evening.

The weather is getting colder and colder, but unfortunately many people will not see the beginning of spring next year.

Faced with this sense of powerlessness, the section chief who has worked in the intelligence system of the Longmen Guard Bureau for 20 years felt a little emotional, and began to enjoy this smallness and the change of the times.

Whether it's a big man who attacks each other for profit, or the man who silently controls everything, neither of them can be controlled or even influenced by a small man like him.Compared with the power struggle that he was once passionate about, the section chief now likes to eat noodles, although it took him 20 years to establish this hobby.

"Oh, I have to work overtime again."

Thousands of words, and finally turned into a familiar exclamation.

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