MTL - Wind Rises in Dragon City-v2 Chapter 1439 What is the reason, frequent 5 consecutive peerless?

On the outskirts of Dragon City, the First Corps suppressed the base at the front line.

Inside the airport, Kang Dinghuang, Kong Zhenghui, and Lu Zhen were all stunned when they heard Yuan Biao's roar, and were a little dazed for a while.

Lu Zhen came to his senses first, frowned and said to Yuan Biao, "Don't shout, just speak carefully, what's going on?"

Yuan Biao looked at him, and said with red eyes: "Treading horse, in order to ensure the concealment of the mission, we almost did not choose to attack when we were face to face with the convoy of Anze City, but turned around to attack Tan Hengqiang. The 048 area where we are! But as soon as we entered, we fell into the trap set up by the other party! Can you tell me, what does your intelligence department do? I have sent out three missions in total, and two of them were missed in advance Have a plan of action?!"

Hearing these questions, the three fell into silence.

Yuan Biao lost control of his emotions, looked at Lu Zhen, and cursed at the top of his voice: "I just want to ask, are your intelligence departments all grown up eating shit? This kind of department is also worthy of being called a regional intelligence agency?? I I really regret it, I took your job! Two times, my brothers of hundreds of numbers are gone!"

After scolding, Yuan Biao turned around and left with a gloomy face, took the rest of the brothers and ran to his camp.

Everyone stood there, looking at each other.

Kang Dinghuang looked at Yuan Biao's back and saw that he only brought back more than 30 people this time, feeling both angry and shocked.

In this operation, not only Yuan Biao paid great attention to information protection, but also their side. From the beginning to the end, only a small number of military intelligence personnel responsible for support and liaison knew the time and the segmented mission plan.

He really didn't know how the news leaked this time. Thinking of this, Kang Dinghuang's expression turned ugly, and he turned to Kong Zhenghui and said, "Call your informant back, conduct an internal quarantine interrogation, and find out the source of the leak."

Kong Zhenghui was stunned for a moment, and said with great resistance in his heart: "My informants will have no problem, they have been with me for a long time. Besides, he is not from the Tsingyi Bureau, how can he be isolated and investigated internally?"

Kang Dinghuang glanced at him, pointed at him and said: "The matter has not been settled, so don't be so sure. Although he is not from the Tsingyi Bureau, he took the money, and it was a lot of money. Now that something happened, you have to accept it." investigation!"

When Kong Zhenghui heard this, veins popped up on his forehead, he clenched his fists, suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, and did not argue.

"Not only is he subject to investigation, but so are the insiders of Tsingyi Bureau!" Kang Dinghuang looked at him and added: "And let me tell you, you can't tell him that he will be subject to investigation when he comes back. If he runs away, the responsibility is very serious." It might just land on your head, you understand?"

After finishing speaking, Kang Dinghuang walked away with a gloomy expression.

Lu Zhen glanced at Kong Zhenghui, and followed Kang Dinghuang to leave.

Kong Zhenghui stood there alone, thought for a long time, and finally dialed a person's phone.

On the phone, the voice of the informant I contacted before rang: "Hello, Brother Kong?"

Kong Zhenghui said to him: "This mission was not successful, and the higher-ups are not reconciled. They are going to step up efforts and re-develop the line of Pana City. You bring people and come to District 1 in secret."

The person on the other side paused for a while, and said with some refusal: "Brother Kong, I'm an outsider, so I won't go?"

Kong Zhenghui told him: "Redeveloping this line means increasing investment in military intelligence...do you understand what I mean?"

"Ah..." The informant thought for a moment, then said, "Okay, then I'll go."

The two explained a few more words, then hung up the phone.

Kong Zhenghui lit a cigarette, looked at the busy base, and seemed to be thinking about something.

…

That night, a military vehicle arrived at the First Corps' front-line suppression base.

Several main informants placed by Kong Zhenghui in Bana City got out of the car.

The leader was a young man wearing a peaked cap. He looked at the dozen or so men in suits walking towards him, and asked, "Where's President Kong?"

"You won't be able to see President Kong anymore." The man on the opposite side said blankly: "We are the internal inspectors of the Tsingyi Bureau, and we need to ask you to understand something."

These informants were a little flustered, and the leading young man frowned and said, "I'm not from your Tsingyi Bureau, what are you talking to me about..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The other party didn't answer his words at all, and a dozen people rushed up, pushed them down to the ground, and handcuffed them.

"What are you doing, what are you doing?" The young man lay on the ground, still yelling.

"take away!"

No one paid any attention to him. People from the inspection team of Tsing Yi Bureau escorted them into a military vehicle.

…

At ten o'clock in the evening, Kang Dinghuang was sitting in his office, smoking a cigarette with a sad face.

Because of the failure of this assassination attempt, he was greatly annoyed and extremely irritable.

At this moment, the door of the office was knocked open, and one of his interrogators came in, bowed his head and said to him: "The director, the relevant internal personnel, and the informants from Pana City have all conducted an investigation. After the initial inquiry, no clues were found. They all said that they did not leak the news for various reasons, and their words seemed to shirk responsibility from each other."

"The ones who are riding horses, give them face!" Kang Dinghuang gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "I don't believe it. There is really an inner ghost. I can't dig it out! Put me to death!"

"yes!"

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Another three hours later, Kang Dinghuang received another report from the interrogators below. He immediately took Kong Zhenghui and Lu Zhen into an interrogation room.

In the dimly lit interrogation room, Kong Zhenghui was hanging the most important informant in Bana City, naked and chained to the wall. He was covered in blood, and his whole body was very weak. He hung his head dying, and his consciousness was completely blurred.

Everyone looked at him and sat down beside him.

Kang Dinghuang asked the interrogator with a sullen face, "What's going on?"

The interrogator immediately kicked the informant and yelled at him, "Say what you just said again!"

The informant lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice: "The news... I leaked it... I sold it to a rich businessman..."

Hearing this, Kong Zhenghui froze in place for an instant.

Kang Dinghuang looked at the informant with a blank expression on his face and asked, "Why do rich businessmen buy this kind of news?"

The informant continued to murmur: "Now...the whole world is paying attention to the situation in Dragon City, and too many capital groups are staring at it. Many wealthy businessmen are eager to know the latest military intelligence...for example, which leader will die, and will it affect the situation? The battle situation... this is very critical, because it is related to whether they can judge... the final winner of the Dragon City battle... and... and can quickly buy some assets... I think, if it is just a rich businessman... there is no big problem, so just Sell ​​the news...for eight million..."

In the current situation, not to mention the informants developed outside the staff, even the Tsingyi Bureau, the Central Bureau, and even the National Bureau of Statistics have a large number of cadres with high-ranking military ranks who are selling information to the outside world.

In any era, there are people who fight for their ideals, but there is never a shortage of speculators who fight only for money. On this point, both the enemy and the enemy are alike.

Kong Zhenghui's face was livid, and he was completely **** off when he heard this! His body trembled violently, staring at his informant, his fists clenched tightly, his joints turning white, he wished he could pounce on him and shoot him!

Kang Dinghuang gritted his teeth, pointed to the informant and said, "You dare to eat more than one fish for the information in the first district! It is because of people like you that the war will continue!"

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and shouted at his subordinates: "Those who ride horses, kill! Kill all relevant personnel!"

The moment Kang Dinghuang got up, Kong Zhenghui also stood up and said, "Ju Kang, the line in Bana City is very important. I think the people below can still be used..."

Kang Dinghuang interrupted the other party with a stern expression, and reprimanded in a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "You dare to sell this kind of key information. What's the use of such an intelligence system if I want them? Do you know that if this matter It's done, what's the deal?"

After finishing speaking, Kang Dinghuang turned around, kicked open the iron door with a bang, and walked out angrily.

Kong Zhenghui stayed where he was, his whole body was stiff and his brain was in a mess.

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At around twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the front line of the First Corps suppressed the base.

In a dormitory building, Yuan Biao sat on the sofa in the lobby on the first floor, frowning, and smoked a cigarette for the first time.

At this moment, he was extremely entangled in his heart. On the one hand, he was thinking about the situation of his old brother Ni Huan and the others, and on the other hand, he was hesitating whether to tell the matter to his employer.

Two kinds of thinking kept colliding in his mind. It was precisely because of this entanglement that he lost his temper in the airport, using anger to cover up his emotions.

Just as he was thinking, Lu Zhen opened the door and walked in. Yuan Biao looked at him with red eyes, but felt a little guilty in his heart for no reason.

Lu Zhen looked solemn, sat beside him, and patted his thigh: "Are you still thinking about your brother?"

When Yuan Biao heard this, he felt that the other party meant something, and couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart, and the hairs on his body stood up. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Lu Zhen continued: "Sometimes, life is often faced with this kind of dilemma."

Yuan Biao had a surprised expression, and unconsciously touched his waist with his right hand.

Lu Zhen stretched out his hand again, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, Kang Dinghuang has already avenged you."

Yuan Biao was taken aback.

Lu Zhen added another sentence: "The traitor was found, it was from Kong Zhenghui's line, and they leaked the news."

Sweat dripped from Yuan Biao's forehead, and he unconsciously withdrew his right hand, feeling a little dazed in his mind for a while.

This thing... just say it casually, is it really rewarding?

With just a word from Brother Biao, six Panda Qs were shot inside the Tsing Yi Bureau, and more than 30 people were killed in a line of cleanup.

"You guys... your work efficiency... is really fast!" Yuan Biao replied in a bit of bewilderment.