"Yes, I understand," the female assistant replied hastily.
After arranging this matter, Lei Zhanyong immediately turned his gaze to the man sitting at the far end of the table, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, and instructed him:
"Sun Dong, send someone to find Li Yu immediately."
After saying that, he paused briefly, then emphasized in his tone:
"I don't care what methods you use, you must ensure that Li Yu arrives at the scene of the crisis before it breaks out in the sky and gets on our pulse cannon, understand?"
"I understand, leave it to me." Sun Dong replied in a deep voice.
At this moment, Lei Zhanyong suddenly stood up, placed his hands on the table, looked around at everyone present, and solemnly reminded and explained:
"Colleagues, please remember that we are not poaching talent; this is merely a temporary personnel transfer."
These were all seasoned veterans, and they naturally understood the deeper meaning behind Lei Zhanyong's words. They immediately echoed in unison:
"Yes, the director is absolutely right."
Sun Dong nodded and said, "That's right, this is an emergency, and everything we do is for the greater good."
Seeing this, Lei Zhanyong sat down with satisfaction, but then added:
"If the Central State Military Command objects to our actions, then we'll have to see who has the ability to stop this aerial crisis. Don't blame our Thunder Bureau."
“Yes, if anyone in the Central State Military Command dares to disagree, let them stop the crisis. Anyway, our Thunder Bureau has already done its best.” The others present also thought the plan was feasible.
Lei Zhanyong nodded slightly and continued:
“Very well, since you all share the same view, then I’d like to see who in the Central Plains Military Command dares to interfere and refuse.”
Just then, a bespectacled, refined-looking middle-aged man coughed softly, drawing everyone's attention. He then slowly began to speak:
"However, shouldn't we communicate with General Zhao Deyang first to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings?"
Lei Zhanyong pondered for a moment, then nodded and replied to the middle-aged man wearing glasses:
"You're right, communication is essential."
"After the meeting, you will be responsible for contacting General Zhao Deyang and explaining in detail how important Li Yu is to our Thunder Bureau."
"Leave it to me." The refined-looking middle-aged man immediately agreed, indicating that he understood.
The bald man sitting to the side nonchalantly touched his own bald head, muttering dismissively:
"In my opinion, why not just snatch Li Yu away directly? Why make such a fuss?"
His words revealed a simple and crude style of doing things.
Lei Zhanyong pretended not to hear the bald man's crazy talk.
He looked around and, seeing that no one else objected, stood up and clapped his hands:
"Since everyone agrees, then the plan is settled."
Then he raised his voice to emphasize:
"After the meeting, everyone must take immediate action and make sure to quickly arrange everything in order to deal with this aerial crisis."
"You know, time waits for no one."
"One last thing: we must ensure the plan goes smoothly. Meeting adjourned!"
As Lei Zhanyong finished speaking, everyone present stood up from their seats and turned to walk towards the conference room door.
Soon, the room was empty except for Lei Zhanyong sitting there.
Lei Zhanyong tilted his head back slightly, let out a long sigh, and pondered to himself:
Others might not know what the impending crisis was, but as the bureau chief, he knew some of the inside details.
Although Zhongzhou declared the incident a "sky crisis" to various departments, the real danger actually originated from deep underground.
For some unknown reason, the movement of the earth veins in Zhongzhou has been unusually frequent lately.
It was as if something enormous was moving and traversing the earth's veins, causing violent tremors in the mountains and rivers, leading to frequent disasters.
Moreover, his superiors had also subtly hinted during their conversations that this series of geological disasters was very likely caused by the strange beasts lurking deep underground.
In response, the Central Continent has urgently dispatched ten highly skilled high-level Awakened to assist in handling the matter and has meticulously planned and deployed resources in an attempt to completely eliminate this potential threat once and for all.
However, judging from the leaders' intentions, Lei Zhanyong seemed to want to take this opportunity to test the power of the Thunder Pulse Cannon that their Thunder Bureau had been researching and developing.
Although Lei Zhanyong knew that their pulse cannons were powerful, he was not sure if they would be truly effective against a beast of this level.
He watched the video today.
Lei Zhanyong already had a minimum expectation in mind.
With Li Yu's superpower, as long as the effect of the giant cannon can be reproduced, even if the pulse cannon fires with the same power, it will be enough to shock those who are trying to trip us up.
Their Thunder Bureau can also take this opportunity to showcase the brilliance of their new technology and strive for more development funds.
Thinking about this, Lei Zhanyong pondered to himself:
"Li Yu, you mustn't let me down."
......
The rain poured down, and dark clouds churned endlessly in the sky.
In the dense rain, a Taoist priest in a long robe swiftly passed by.
His robe was completely soaked by the rain, and a shocking glimpse of blood seeping out from the inside was clearly visible.
Originally, all that was needed was to cast a water-repelling talisman to easily avoid the rain.
But the Taoist priest dared not pause for a moment; instead, he quickened his pace.
He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, displaying the exquisite agility he had honed over many years of hard training, speeding through the rain.
The rain intensified, with large raindrops pounding the ground and splashing up countless droplets.
The torrential rain blanketed the ground, visibility plummeted, and everything in sight became blurry.
Suddenly, the Taoist priest sensed that several auras behind him were speeding up and getting closer.
The Taoist priest's heart tightened, and his expression turned solemn. He turned around and glanced at her warily, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through the rain.
"I can't shake them off..."
The Taoist priest muttered to himself in a low voice, while subconsciously touching the hideous and terrifying wound on his abdomen.
At this moment, blood was still seeping from the wound, staining his clothes bright red.
The Taoist priest frowned deeply; given his current injuries, it was impossible for him to escape the pursuit.
Moreover, he had no time to stop and rest; the intense running would only cause the wound to tear and widen further.
If he can't maintain his current speed, he probably won't be able to run very far.
Running any further would only be a last-ditch effort, merely delaying death.
The Taoist priest suddenly stopped, his eyes quickly scanning his surroundings. He made a calculation with his fingers and muttered incantations.
A moment later, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"There's still a glimmer of hope to the east!"
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