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In May of this year, during the summer of Europe, the two-person special operations team was sent to Western Europe.

Chu Xun accepted the secret order and met with several French political and business executives in Paris to discuss the company's business, and managed to obtain confidential information on the EU's China policy by the way.

Chu Xun and Huo Chuanwu were still in the dark.Chu Xun took a business delegation from his company in the open, and traveled all the way, staying in a Paris hotel for many days, lobbying various high-level executives, and having a good talk.The Frenchman is cheerful and romantic by nature, likes the sun and the beach, and loves red wine and fashion.Then Chu Xun caught up with the interests of several landlords, and the French accompanied him to the fashion venue, and visited several world-famous wineries in Bordeaux, and talked about wine business. Have fun.

His bodyguard, Huo Chuanwu, lurked in the dark, and in the traps carefully set up by Chu Xun, he secretly acted, concealed people's eyes and ears, and stole information from the Paris minister's office building.Chuanwu's identity is concealed. He has never been on the blacklist of foreign intelligence agencies. No one knows this face. He can pretend to be anyone or any profession, and he can sneak in and out of the target place without anyone noticing. The task is completed very smoothly.

Chu Xun did not expect that their trip to France had a rich and colorful schedule, they had the opportunity to meet several groups of acquaintances, and the action was far from over.

In the luxury suite of the Paris Hotel, the wall lamp casts a beautiful halo on the wall, and the sound of water comes from the bathroom.

Chu Xun was soaking in the bathtub with a glass of red wine in hand, listening to the music with his eyes closed and rested.

There was a light knock on the door, and a dark gray shadow flashed in, carrying a gun case.Chu Xun swept his eyes, his body was floating in the foam without moving, and he smiled.

Huo Chuanwu also smiled, smiling calmly and steadily. After a day of exhaustion, he successfully completed the task and it was time to call it a day and go home.

As usual, Chuan Wu carefully inspected Chu Xun's room to eliminate hidden dangers. The doors and windows were closed tightly, and the thick double-layered curtains kept the warm air in the room.He returned to the door of the bathroom again, his tall figure leaning against the door, neither going in nor retreating, with the corners of his mouth tightly clenched, staring intently at a gleaming big white fish in the bathtub.

Chu Xun squinted and snorted, "What's the matter, why don't you make one too?"

Chuanwu shook his head.

Chu Xun deliberately teased this person: "Come in, let's go together?"

Master Huo coolly refused: "No need."

The two stayed in Paris for ten days, sleeping in the same room every night, avoiding excessive intimacy, and seeming to draw an invisible boundary between each other, maintaining a proper sense of proportion.Perform tasks without interfering with each other, do not do things that should not be done, and do not affect the overall situation because of private affairs.

Chu Xun drank half a glass of red wine to soothe his nerves and treat his insomnia.He holds out his arms.Chuanwu took a step forward, grabbed his wet palms, and squatted down.

The two have a tacit understanding.Chu Xun's face was covered with crystal drops of water, and he said with a smile, "I'm going home."

Chuan Wu rubbed Chu Xun's wet hair, then quickly turned and left.

Chu Xun came out in his nightgown and wiped his hair.Chuanwu sat on the sofa, helping the man sort out the film and memory card data, and finalized the itinerary plan for tomorrow.

There are a few snacks on the coffee table in the suite.Chu Xun asked: "Do you want tea? Do you want to eat popcorn?"

There is a coffee maker in the room as well as a microwave.Chu Xun didn't use those power-hungry machines.He makes popcorn for his Er Wu, does he need a microwave?

Chu Xun put a small bag of popcorn on the coffee table, put his palms together in a ball-holding gesture.He squinted his eyes to the thinnest, with a hot light shining from the bottom of his eyes, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Huo Chuanwu looked up, not daring to interrupt this person.

The paper bag slowly expanded in Chu Xun's hand, and the air inside quickly heated up, stretched open, and filled the bag.The corn grains made a muffled sound of "boom", "boom", and the sound became more and more intensive, crackling and crackling.Chu Xun bit his lip, his palms were hot, and the radio waves caused the corn kernels to swell and dance happily through the paper bag, bursting into white rice flowers.

Chu Xun also wanted to show off, and threw a large bag of popcorn to Huo Chuanwu: "Eat."

Our Second Master Chu has a little romance and tricks to please his lover. Naturally, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and ordinary people cannot do it.

Chuan Wu grabbed Chu Xun's hand and felt the sweat on his palm: "It's done in a microwave oven for 2 minutes, how tiring it is."

Chu Xun asked back: "It was exploded in a microwave oven, and it was exploded with me. Can it taste the same when you eat it?"

Chuanwu smiled and shook his head, definitely not in the same taste.

Chu Xun whispered: "I'll do it for you, I don't care about others."

A deep dimple appeared on Chuanwu's face, and he tightly grasped Chu Xun's hand.He didn't say anything, but he knew it in his heart. No matter what Xiao Xun's face or person became, what he wanted was Chu Xun's special liking for him...

The two were still separated in the same room that night.

Chu Xun occupied the entire big bed by himself, with his limbs stretched out, sleeping comfortably and quietly.Huo Chuanwu was lying in his clothes, with a long gun in his hand and a pistol hanging on his back, lying on his side on the carpet under Chu Xun's bed, never leaving, and loyally guarding him.

Chuanwu would never sleep in the same bed with Chu Xun when the two of them were on missions, this was the principle of doing work.It's easy for men to misfire between men. If they can't control their estrus for a while, they will easily expose their targets, give their opponents an opportunity, and put both parties in a dangerous situation. Chuanwu will never allow himself to make such a mistake.Standing by Chu Xun's side, he needs to keep his mind clear at all times, his mind calm, his physical desires quiet and restrained, and his sense organs kept sharp to respond to challenges at any time.

It was also that night that Chu Xun received a temporary order from Shangfeng from China.

His confidential number was called, and Mr. He said briefly and urgently on the phone: "Don't go back to China, there is an important task that requires you to go."

Chu Xun sat up from the bed without hesitation: "Say it."

He Cheng said: "Go to Marseilles, connect with one of our intelligence agents, cover his retreat, and bring back the goods in his hand."

Chu Xun: "Who?"

He Cheng: "The offline of your second part, Ding Dong."

As soon as Chu Xun heard it, he knew that this was an undercover worker from the North African branch of the Special Intelligence Department of the Second Division. He hurriedly said, "I'm not in charge of the 'Little Ding Dong' line, and he doesn't even know my identity."

He Cheng said: "The 'Big Rabbit' who is in charge of him has an accident, so he can't go...'Little Ding Dong' is in a very dangerous situation, he is being watched by people, and he cannot be withdrawn. You must bring back both people and goods, I trust you .”

Chu Xun said solemnly: "I promise to complete the task."

He Cheng instructed again: "Xiao Huo will follow you."

Chu Xun: "Understood."

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Early the next morning, Chu Xun temporarily changed his ticket and took a short-distance small plane to arrive at Marseille, a port in southern France, as quickly as possible.

The information on him was handed over to He Xiaozhi for safekeeping.The driver Xiao He mixed with the group of their company delegation, wearing a floral shirt and big shorts at the airport, waving a small flag in his hand like a tour guide, flirting with a group of flirtatious men and women in the company all the way, laughing and joking. He returned to the country, the journey was safe, without any mistakes, outsiders could not see that this person was carrying state secrets.

Marseille is the largest port in France along the Mediterranean Sea. The port is wide, the blue waves are connected with the sky, the beach is white, and the seagulls fly by.

Chu Xun was dressed in a backpacker outfit, wearing a loose white linen shirt with a Mediterranean style, striped shorts, and open-toed sandals.Most of his face is covered under the straw hat, his eyesight is alert and sharp, the sun shines through the straw hat and weaves a shade of light and shadow on his face.There are small shops selling souvenirs along the streets of tourist cities, and this kind of southern European style wide-brimmed straw hat can be found everywhere.

Arabs passed by in twos and threes on the stone road streets. Both men and women wore robes, the men covered their heads, and the women covered their faces.The race of Maasai is mixed, and a quarter of the city's population is Arab immigrants from North Africa.

Chu Xun was sitting in a street tavern, eating a plate of egg pancakes from a seafood stall, a local snack.He watched his target mission through the window, waiting for an opportunity to connect.

A thin Chinese man came out of a small hotel, took a newspaper on the porch of the hotel, rolled it into a paper tube and beat it in his hand.This person was dressed very casually, and looked like a local Chinese street vendor who opened a shop and worked, or the waiter of a Chinese restaurant.

Chu Xun watched as the man turned around and entered a small supermarket. He bought seven or eight bottles of mineral water and a large paper bag of sandwiches and biscuits. It looked like the family had run out of food and needed to store food urgently.

The thin and small man glanced out of the corner of his eyes, bowed his head, walked with a little hunchback, pulled his shoes, and had a very awkward posture. He turned around and flashed back to the small door of the hotel with the shopping paper bag in his arms.

There was a hint of emotion on Chu Xun's lips. This kid, at least for so many years, his walking posture has not changed. He is a little hooligan who came out of any alley in the capital.

Chu Xun flicked his earrings lightly, stood up, and followed quietly.

He knew that in a corner behind him, there was also a pair of eyes quietly following him, standing guard for him, guarding all around, and protecting his safety.

This is a family hotel run by local Chinese. It has a small facade along the street. There are several bedrooms on the first and second floors, and there are also rooms in the basement. This kind of hotel is very popular during the European tourist season, and the occupancy is full.

Chu Xun lowered the brim of his hat and nodded to the shopkeeper who passed by.

He descended the narrow, dark stairs leading to the basement.The soles of the shoes are on the half-worn carpet, and the footsteps are as light as a big cat. From the small window at the corner of the stairs, you can see the traces of pedestrians passing by outside.

The door to the basement room is at the end.Chu Xun's hand touched the wall, wanting to turn on the light, but the hand that touched the switch was suddenly suppressed!

Chu Xun twisted the opponent's palm with his backhand and pinched his wrist.When he turned his head, the other party also moved quickly, and the black muzzle of the gun hit the vital point between his throat and jaw.

The two sides faced each other, eyes wide open, and silent at the same time.

Acquaintances, too familiar, know each other since wearing crotch pants.

Chu Xun whispered: "Don't shoot."

The dark corridor is full of heavy breathing, heartbeat, moment of silence, and stare blankly.

The man with the gun was very surprised: "...Chu Xun?"

Chu Xun: "Wang Xinxin, it's me."

Wang Xinxin was so surprised that he didn't dare to move the muzzle of the gun easily, and he was suspicious: "Why are you here?"

Chu Xun: "Looking for you."

Wang Xinxin: "You looking for me?... You found this kind of place?"

Chu Xun smiled calmly, and said in a low voice, "Comrade Dingdang, I will take you home, let's go inside and chat."

Wang Xinxin's eyes widened, and she still kept the catchphrase from her childhood, cursing in a low voice, "Fuck."

The basement is ten meters square, and the door is closed.When the superiors and subordinates meet at the joint meeting, everything is too hasty, time is tight, and every second counts.

Wang Xinxin still couldn't believe it at first, and she couldn't get around it for a while.It doesn't matter if he didn't know Chu Xun before, the key is that the two are too familiar, and he has never thought about it.

Wang Xinxin was one of the little troublemakers in their Yuquan Road compound back then, and the two of them were considered friends. They have been good buddies since they were young, fighting on a sand mound, stealing vegetables from a vegetable stand, and going out together with other people with a stick. Children in the compound fight in groups.Wang Xinxin finished high school in the school for the children of the military region, and was transferred to Shenyang with his father. He stayed away from their small circle and had no news for a long time.Until Chu Xun officially took over the Special Affairs Department of the General Staff, he browsed the information of internal intelligence agents frame by frame on the computer, and saw Wang Xinxin's file in the list of the African working group.

On the surface, Wang Xinxin is a military attache dispatched by the General Staff to an embassy in a certain country in North Africa. He is a diplomat subordinate to the army. His real identity is an agent dispatched by the military. He has been active along the Mediterranean Sea for several years.

The last time we met was during the Lunar New Year. Both of them came back from the outside, carrying cigarettes and alcohol, and went back to the compound to see their grandparents.

The last time we met, it was probably a certain elementary school classmate reunion, and a group of old buddies rarely showed up. Chu Xun said at the time that he had studied abroad and returned to run a company. Wang Xinxin said that he was engaged in the entertainment industry in Shenyang, opened a karaoke hall, A duo singing and dancing troupe.Both sides did not tell the truth at that time, and they did not expect to meet today on the mission battlefield, and were forced to reveal their true colors to old acquaintances.

The two parties did not have time to sit down and talk about the past, and immediately went to work.

Wang Xinxin reported succinctly: "My identity has been exposed, and I can no longer go back to the local area. They are now blocking me everywhere."

Chu Xun asked: "Then you stay here or not go?"

Once the identity of the agent is exposed, once captured by the enemy's intelligence and governance agencies, it will involve high-level games between countries, and the end will not be good.

Wang Xinxin said: "Keep these goods and don't lose them."

As Wang Xinxin said, she struggled to lift off the things covered with sail cloth in the corner of the room, and several heavy wooden boxes were exposed, piled up on one wall!

Wang Xinxin pried open a box.

Chu Xun looked in surprise at the parts in the box that looked like broken copper and iron, twisted pieces, engine wreckage, and chips stripped from the wreckage... His eyes slowly showed excitement and disbelief: "This is, this is his Mom a Global Hawk?! Shot down, wreckage?"

Wang Xinxin said: "A 'Global Hawk' purchased by the French from the United States was shot and crashed on the border of Libya and Tunisia, and we intercepted it. This thing is too important and must be taken back."

The fuselage is covered with traces of gunfire, and the wings are glowing with silver metal light.Even though the plane has crashed and its limbs are broken beyond recognition, Chu Xun can still piece together the flat wings of the RQ-170 UAV in his mind. The fuselage is smooth, shaped like an electric ray, and the shell is beautiful silver-gray.

This is the latest unmanned reconnaissance aircraft of the U.S. military. It is invisible under radar and can capture signals on the ground in bad weather and spy on military secrets of other countries.And the core technology of this reconnaissance aircraft itself is a more important secret than any military secret.China doesn't have this stuff, and China can't make it.Not only can't it be made, but it can't be bought if you have money, and people won't sell it to you at all.We can only watch helplessly as our neighbors drive the 'Global Hawk' to prowl the borders of Northeast Asia and show off their power over the South China Sea.

There was light in Chu Xun's eyes, and his heart trembled. At this moment, he understood why his comrades still stood firm despite the danger of being exposed, and were reluctant to let go and run away.The plane was shot down in North Africa, and colleagues in North Africa must have managed to intercept it midway, cut the wreckage into small pieces, packed them into containers, tried every means to avoid the eyes and ears of all parties, and transported them to the port of Marseilles by cargo ship. "Little Ding Dong" knows that his whereabouts have been exposed, and he is in danger at any time. He is reluctant to discard the goods he has obtained through hard work, and has been squatting here, waiting for support.

Wang Xinxin thought about it and asked, "Why did the boss send you here, 'Big Rabbit' didn't come?"

Chu Xun said: "'Big Rabbit' was ambushed by a car bomb in Tunisia."

Wang Xinxin: "... sacrificed?"

Chu Xun said: "Two legs were blown off. Now the embassy is negotiating with the US side, and the two sides are arguing."

Wang Xinxin remained silent and did not ask further questions.

This kind of foreign affairs negotiations between countries is nothing more than a war of words between two countries.It is a matter of the country's face. We will never admit that the military attache stationed at the embassy abroad is a military spy, and the other side will not admit that the car bomb attack is a targeted murder. Neither side will admit it.The spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs talked about "strongly condemning" and "terrorist acts against our diplomatic officials", but finally let it go.

Chu Xun said: "The cargo is too big and heavy, we can't transport it away anyway, we can only put it down."

Wang Xinxin said anxiously: "Then what should I do? Just ruin it?"

Chu Xun shook his head slowly: "Of course I can't make this trip in vain. I will copy the data I need."

Chu Xun then spent two full hours "copying" the wreckage of the "Global Hawk" with his body.

Wang Xinxin kept silent and watched the whole process, dumbfounded. He had never seen Chu Xun in this state.This is the first time in my life that I know Chu Xun's true face, the "Commander Chu" who I grew up playing with in the compound.

When Chu Xun devoted himself to work, he seemed to enter a certain state of meditation, sitting quietly, his body slowly shaking, and his whole body was hot.His two palms covered the wreckage of the most core part of the body, the engine fragments, and the parts filled with various letters and numbers, grinding with hot fingerprints, and using the memory copy function in his body to copy the information he could perceive.His brain waves have an energy field similar to memory rays, and can even record more comprehensive information than camera memory cards and computer chips.

Chu Xun also understood in his heart that this was the reason why Touer He specially sent him to Marseille to contact "Little Ding Dong".It is impossible for the goods to be shipped back to the country, so we can only find another way.The manufacturing data of the most advanced "Global Hawk" is inestimable, and it can even be said that it is worth more than the life of any agent.If it was just an offline colleague who was trapped here, He Bu weighed the importance, and probably wouldn't let Senior Colonel Chu take the risk to come to meet him...

Time was running out, Chu Xun worked quickly at the beginning, sweating after a while, slowed down, and needed to rest after a while.Wang Xinxin squatted aside nervously, passing towels and water.

Wang Xinxin was still immersed in the excitement of learning some inside information, and couldn't help talking to herself: "I didn't expect that, hey, Xun'er, the position of the director of the special affairs department of our second department is said to be vacant all year round. , We have been wondering who the director is, but in fact the director is you!"

Chu Xun panted against the wall, sweating profusely, and did not forget to talk to his buddies: "You just want to understand?"

Wang Xinxin shook her head: "Fuck, man, after working for so many years, I just figured out today that you are my boss."

Chu Xun's voice was a little weak, with sweat on his lips: "I was your boss 20 years ago, follow the commander, you can't go wrong."

Wang Xinxin was also happy, her eyes sparkled...

Wang Xinxin's eyebrows and eyes still have the shadow of the past, revealing the naughty spirit of his youth, his hair is shaved very short, his scalp is blue and white, and he is thin and thin.

This kind of person walks on the streets of the capital, like a gangster who wandered out of an alley, a small local snake in the army compound, with a cigarette in his mouth and a three-edged knife on his back.No one would have guessed that this unremarkable little man was a soldier and a secret agent. He also once wore a military uniform and swore "absolute loyalty" to the national emblem. Tests, go through life and death for the country...