At this moment, Huo Qi stood guard outside the police station gate, checking his phone from time to time.
But his phone remained completely silent.
Song Yuanchao lay prone in Akang's tent, aiming his pistol at the guards opposite him, glancing at his phone every now and then.
Hank and Ram were in their cars, one at the main gate of the Tamar base and the other on the shore at its sea exit, each holding a gun in one hand and the steering wheel in the other, glancing occasionally at their quietly hidden phones.
Chen Ke, Yue Zhongqi, and several other Taiwanese men were also gazing at the Tamar ship from a distance on the sea.
Suddenly, Yue Zhongqi turned to Chen Ke and asked, "What do you think it looks like inside?"
Chen Ke's voice trembled: "I don't know."
They were all anxious and worried, but the Taiwanese guy was leisurely and inexplicably confident, and even made a few cups of tea.
He said, "Don't worry, no matter what it's like inside, Miss Chen Rou can handle it. Would you like some tea?"
Seeing that the two ignored him, he added, "Our high mountain oolong tea from Taiwan, with ice and sugar, is super sweet and refreshing."
Even if Chen Ke dislikes someone, he won't argue with them, so he just silently walked away.
But Yue Zhongqi is different. Don't be fooled by his usual cheerful demeanor; he can get angry and swear when he gets impatient, and he has a particularly sharp tongue.
He still had a smile on his face and spoke in a calm tone, but he said, "Chen Jiahao, your duty is to quickly set sail after Arou comes out, shake off the pursuers, and send her to the mainland. She may come out at any time, and we have no idea what the corresponding dangers will be. What you should do is guard the cockpit, not add ice, sugar, and milk to perfectly good tea and turn it into horse piss. Now get back to your post, or I will chop off your two stinky feet, stick one in each nostril, and send them to the Four Seas Gang so they can light a sky lantern for you and hold a banquet."
He unleashed a long string of curses, each word unique, and the language he used was truly filthy.
Even the Taiwanese guy couldn't stand it and said, "I'm the boss of the Bamboo Union! You're insulting me! I'm going to get angry!"
She said, sounding very aggrieved, "Miss Chen is very strong, she'll be fine."
Yue Zhongqi's face turned cold instantly. He pointed behind him and said, "Turn around immediately, hold the steering wheel firmly, and if you dare to say another word, I'll cut off your dick and shut your stinking mouth that only knows how to drink horse piss!"
The Taiwanese man was stunned by the scolding and even felt that his self-esteem had been hurt. He picked up the tray and turned to leave, but he couldn't bear it any longer and turned back to say, "You are a soldier, you should be civilized and polite."
Yue Zhongqi was extremely decisive: "Get lost! If you don't go back, I'll tie your hands to the steering wheel!"
Taiwanese were not his men after all, and those who dared to talk back said, "Hmph, then get lost."
His phone was on the hood, and even with both hands on the steering wheel, he was looking at his phone, which remained completely silent.
Compared to them, Nie Zhao had more information.
But it is precisely because they know more that they are more nervous and more apprehensive.
Hundreds of soldiers were overhead, and amidst the coded gates, laser gates, and layers of traps, the cell phones used for real-time communication were mostly silent, yet the situation was rapidly changing within that silence.
Just as Nie Jiajun found the various parameters of the laser gate, because there were no photos online, he was still searching for the switch among a bunch of parameters. Chen Rou had already entered the server room. How did she get in?
Nie Jiajun opened my computer and went to the IP settings, thinking he could get the data immediately, but he heard a muffled groan. He also heard the sound of the computer turning on. The Military Intelligence Bureau's crappy computer was really loud.
He was wearing headphones tightly, and Nie Zhao's ear was also pressed tightly against the headphones.
There must be other agents inside, how many in total? Can she handle them all?
Finally, Nie Jiajun heard her whisper: "I won't kill you, otherwise you would have died long ago."
He looked at Nie Zhao, and Nie Zhao was looking at him too. With a few light taps on the keyboard, Chen Rou finally spoke to Nie Jiajun: "Pay attention to the email, txt."
Nie Zhao didn't understand and looked at Nie Jiajun: What does that mean?
Experts see the details, laymen see the spectacle, and in today's events, everyone is dazzled.
Before Nie Jiajun could even speak, the email arrived. He opened it and, sure enough, it contained code and numbers in txt format. That was good; it saved him the trouble of typing and the potential for errors. He could just copy and paste it.
With a series of keystrokes and a click of the mouse, Nie Jiayu on the other side exclaimed, "It looks promising!"
The web page, which was originally blank, suddenly changed to a buffer bar after the address bar appeared. Then, it flashed, went completely black, and then the login page appeared. Now, Nie Jiajun can log in with just his ID and password.
He will enter the Military Intelligence Bureau's intranet to explore its new world.
The world’s oldest, largest, and most infiltrated intelligence agency will open its doors to him.
But he didn't dare to speak or urge them, because he didn't know what was going on with Chen Rou on the other side.
By the way, at this moment, Secretary An, A Yuan, and Nie Yao were asked to leave the living room and meet at the entrance.
Secretary An also prepared tea, drinks, and snacks for everyone.
Nie Yao opened a can of Coke and saw A Yuan licking his lips, so he handed it to him.
The little guy glanced at him, took the cola, and stuck out his tongue to lick it.
Instantly, his little face scrunched up like a bitter gourd. He stuck out his tongue, pursed his lips, and then breathed out.
So this was probably the first time the little guy had ever drunk Coke, and he must have been quite upset, because his eyes turned red.
He quickly put down the cola. Okay, he finally realized that this stuff didn't taste good.
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