After the call ended, Luo Zheng returned the phone to the hotel manager, gestured for him to leave, closed the conference room door, and glanced sharply around at everyone. His eyes landed on Lan Xue, who understood and said, "Don't feel any pressure. This has nothing to do with you. Just do your part, that's enough. As for my dad, maybe it's a calamity written in his fate. Let destiny decide."
"Mm." Luo Zheng replied angrily, caught off guard by the opponent's actions, and the original plan had to be adjusted. After pondering for a mont, he looked at everyone, noticing they were all waiting for his command. With his heart steady, he thought, with such good brothers by his side, what's there to fear? A wave of heroic spirit swelled up as he declared, "If the enemy wants a fight, then we shall fight. The Fourth Squadron fears no one. I now give my orders."
Everyone stood up with a start. No matter how friendly or joking around they were usually, during a formal military eting, no one dared to be careless. They all looked at Luo Zheng solemnly with keen attention, even Hong ihua, the highest-ranking among them, was no exception. They had all developed the habit of following Luo Zheng's leadership in tactical command.
"Ghost Hand." Luo Zheng said coldly.
"Here!" Ghost Hand was thrilled to hear his na called first and responded excitedly.
"Take your team and disguise yourselves to infiltrate. You must reach the capital of Sam Country within three days and find a place around the United Nations office building to hide and await orders. Squad Leader, your cooperation is required." Luo Zheng spoke seriously.
"Yes." Hong ihua and Ghost Hand replied earnestly.
After giving out the orders, Luo Zheng fell into thought without continuing, causing Mountain Eagle and Snow Leopard to beco anxious. However, constrained by the eting, no one dared to question, only to worry silently. After a while, Luo Zheng's expression beca serious, as if he had made a decision. He looked at Snow Leopard and said earnestly, "Snow Leopard, take your team to the capital of Sam Country and keep a close eye on their President's Mansion, make sure not to get exposed. Arrive within three days."
"Understood." Snow Leopard replied eagerly, glancing at the impatient Mountain Eagle and gave a knowing wink.
Mountain Eagle, feeling anxious, asked Luo Zheng, "What about ?"
"You?" Luo Zheng looked at Mountain Eagle seriously and said, "You stand by for orders."
"What? ?" Mountain Eagle exclaid in disbelief, "Everyone else has tasks, and I am to stand by? How am I supposed to explain that to the guys? Can you reconsider?"
"We'll need the best resources for critical tasks, there's plenty to be done." Luo Zheng explained earnestly.
"Alright then." Seeing Luo Zheng was adamant, Mountain Eagle said helplessly.
"Lan Xing, the technical personnel from the First and Third Squadrons will co to support. You'll be the center and follow the Squad Leader's command. Keep a close watch on Sam Country Strategic Intelligence Bureau and their Security Bureau. Report any unusual movents to imdiately. The Squad Leader will be stationed at ho," Luo Zheng addressed Lan Xing and Hong ihua.
"Yes." They answered.
"Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard's teams must retreat secretly, with no leaks. Even though we've captured three enemy intelligence observers, there's no guarantee there's no fourth. Mountain Eagle Team, stay at the hotel and keep distracting the enemy's attention. Lan Xue and I will rush to Beijing overnight to secretly protect Uncle Lan. Any questions?" Luo Zheng continued.
"No." Everyone responded in unison, understanding Luo Zheng's tactical intentions with just a few words. They knew how to cooperate on any issue without needing to ask further.
"Prepare for your tasks." Luo Zheng swept his sharp gaze over everyone, earnestly warning, "This battle is extraordinary. The enemy is very powerful, so be cautious and communicate promptly if there are any anomalies. eting adjourned."
Everyone stood up and left, but Luo Zheng sat still, deep in thought. Lan Xue was about to leave but stopped at this sight, waiting until everyone had left before softly asking, "What's wrong?"
"Do you bla for handing your dad over to the enemy?" Luo Zheng asked, his face full of apology.
"Why would I? It's not a matter of whether you hand him over or not, but it's necessary. Unless the country is prepared to go to war with the entire world, which isn't feasible, not handing him over would an turning against the United Nations, which doesn't align with national interests. In the face of national interests, what does an individual matter? I understand this. You shouldn't feel pressured. If you feel guilty, just as my grandpa said, beat the hell out of those bastards and teach them a profound lesson, that would also be a way to vent and get revenge for my dad." Lan Xue said earnestly.
Moved by Lan Xue's understanding and thoughtfulness, Luo Zheng nodded and said, "Don't worry, I'll do my best. If anything happens, I'll make sure to give Uncle Lan an explanation."
"Don't do anything rashly, okay?" Lan Xue said worriedly.
"I won't, don't worry. Get ready, we'll leave overnight, and bring the communication equipnt." Luo Zheng reminded.
Lan Xue agreed, and the two stood up and went back to their rooms. Luo Zheng took off his belt, checked it carefully, ensuring the 108 clay forged spikes coated with poison were intact. It was the Equipnt Team's latest product, each spike as hard as steel, and it was Luo Zheng's last resort for survival. Luo Zheng had a feeling he might need it this ti.
Not forgetting the dagger and handgun, he donned a tight-fitting suit before taking the equipnt out. He handed other weapons to Hong ihua for handling, then dressed in casual clothes, took his credentials, and t up with Lan Xue. Together, they found the hotel manager and discreetly left in a car, using a secret route to catch the last flight to Beijing overnight.
When the flight landed in Beijing, it was already late at night. The two checked into a hotel near the airport and stayed overnight. The next morning, Lan Xue brought over silicone masks, new clothes, new credentials, and tickets. These were naturally arranged and sent by the relevant departnts. Luo Zheng didn't bother to ask further. Upon opening them, he found they were credentials for staff sent from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to the United Nations. They had already been reported to the United Nations under their nas and fit perfectly as substitutes. Even the most thorough Information Officer in Sam Country couldn't discern their authenticity.
They had breakfast in the room to recharge. In the afternoon, both donned silicone masks, changed into new clothes, and arrived at the immigration hall. With credentials and tickets in hand, they went through registration procedures, a re formality to mislead Sam Country. Given the weapons they carried, they ultimately used a special channel to enter the waiting area, spotting two burly n vigilantly watching the surroundings—Caucasian in ethnicity, with Lan Bo seated between them.
Lan Bo appeared dispirited, his head down, lost in thought, not noticing Lan Xue and Luo Zheng as they passed by. The two guessed the burly n were likely International Police and, seeing that Lan Bo wasn't handcuffed, breathed a sigh of relief. They found a place to sit, appearing as a couple deeply in love, not glancing in Lan Bo's direction. They whispered and chuckled with each other, occasionally playing with a nearby child.
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