The Great Worm Lich

"This is what I should do, sir." Knowing the moment of the farewell, Zhang Lisheng stood up and reached out his hand. "Sincerely say it again, it's really nice to meet you, goodbye."

"Goodbye." Duke and the young man shook hands, watching his calm steps disappearing outside the door, the smile on his face gradually solidified, sitting on the office chair for a moment, pressing the phone preset on the desk. The live broadcast button said: "Parotti, give you three hours to help me collect the detailed information of LS Group boss Zhang Lisheng.

　　 Remember, I want to know what he eats every morning and when he goes to the bathroom. "

　　 "Yes, Your Excellency." A low answer came from the phone.

　　Two or three hours later, all the information that Zhang Lisheng might have been identified after he moved to the United States was collected into a personal profile and appeared in the hands of Duke.

　　From the mysterious rise of a slaughterhouse using mysterious new ecological waste disposal technology to the business, to the Elizabeth Holiday to celebrate his girlfriend's birthday, as a result, Trek became the first person to discover the ``Sea Prawn No. 2 World'';

From being secretly arrested by the FBI, he resisted at least eight agents and had to go to South Africa to avoid the limelight. To co-publish the first paper in the journal Science and Stephen, he was promoted to Stanford University from high school. Studying a Ph.D. in biology, by chance, Stanford hosted the biological laboratory on'Sea Prawn B1 Island'...

　　 Looking at this content is bizarre information. For more than 40 years in politics, the self-proclaimed and well-informed defense minister of the United States couldn't help but show his stunned expression.

"It's just like the hero of a fantasy novel. It seems that something incredible is happening around him..." Duke muttered to himself in deep thought. He didn't suddenly wake up and drove until the sky entered dusk. To the White House, Zhang Lisheng had already boarded a passenger plane returning to New York.

　　 The convention is to sit at the window seat in the first class, and the youth looks out at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window, which is dyed golden by the sunset. Recalling his performance when meeting with the Minister of National Defense of the United States, he confirmed that his preparation for two days of meditation was not in vain, and a slight smile appeared in the corner of his mouth.

On the opposite side of the TV screen, which is fixed and fixed with a stand, is broadcasting (American Broadcasting Corporation) TV’s report to the demonstrators in front of the White House. The broadcast screen can clearly see a large number of people on the scene because they believe that the current President Rand Paul The'Shrimp B1 Island' massacre bears indirect responsibility while burning his portrait.

　　 looked away from the window. Seeing the angry crowd on the screen, Zhang Lisheng's smile seemed deeper. He suddenly raised his arm and beckoned, and said to the flight attendant not far away: "Little sister, please give me a glass of ice cola."

　　 "Please wait a minute." The delicate makeup on the face could not conceal the passage of time. A Pan-American Airlines top cabin flight attendant soon delivered Coke to Zhang Lisheng, "Your drink."

　　 "Thank you." The young man took the coke, drank it in one breath, and let out a long sigh of relief. Turning the seat down and lying down, the flight attendant on the side immediately provided him with a thin blanket.

　　 "Thank you." Zhang Lisheng thanked again, wrapped the blanket around him, closed his eyes and remained silent for a while. In Chinese, he murmured: "People do things, they do things in the sky. I have to do the job wherever I want to do. Success and failure do not make sense..."

　　 just closed his eyes all the way back to New York. Accompanying her mother for three days of peaceful life, to the early morning of the third day. The black smoke behind the mysterious law practice had not dispersed, and the youth received a call from a strange number.

　　 picked up the phone, and an inexplicable premonition rose in his heart. He took a few deep breaths before connecting the phone. "Good morning, who is it?"

　　 "Good morning Mr. Li Sheng, this is Duke Fakhr."

　　 "Oh, hello Minister Duke, call me so early, is there a reply?"

　　 "Yes, Mr. Li Sheng, I have just been authorized by President Rand to order all the militia forces currently stationed on the island of "Sea Prawn B1" to cooperate fully with your actions."

　　 "So the government intends to follow my plan to try to solve the incident of the terrorist attack on the "Prawl B1 Island"?" Zhang Lisheng confirmed.

"Yes, now there is a military vehicle listening outside your house. It will take you directly to the "New York Military Base", take the battleship to "Sea Prawn B1 Island", and then the highest commander Kola on the island. General Kerin will communicate with you in detail about the operation."

"I understand Minister Duke, I hope everything will go smoothly." Hearing Duke's words, Zhang Lisheng walked to the bedroom window, knelt on the bed, opened the hòuhòu curtains and looked out, and he saw a black hummer parked on the street Jeep, with a happy heart, strode out of the room and went down the stairs.

　　 "May God bless you Mr. Li Sheng, if things can succeed, your Excellency the President will personally honor you."

　　 "I do this because I want to do it, Lord Duke, is it not worth a medal of honor."

　　 "Don't be a humble lord, honoring depends only on contributions, good luck and goodbye."

　　 "Thank you, goodbye Minister." Walking behind her mother who was busy making breakfast in the open kitchen, Zhang Lisheng hung up the phone and whispered, "Mom, I'm leaving today."

　　 "Always finish breakfast." Even if I knew that today was the day when my son left, I heard his son saying that Lily's body was still stiff.

　　 "People of the Ministry of National Defense have been waiting for me outside the door, but I can take these pancakes on the road."

　　 "Ministry of National Defense, oh, was the Minister of Defense Duke Fakher talking to you just now?"

　　 "Yes, he asked me to do some cutting-edge projects for the government."

　　 Lili nodded, wrapped the fried beef pancakes in paper, and handed it to her son, "I'm proud of you baby, go."

Zhang Lisheng took the paper bag and said, "I will come back to see you when I have time." After crying farewell with my mother who was at home alone, it took two hours to get in touch with the military personnel of the United States. Finally, he once again set foot on the beach of the "Shrimp B1 Island" human gathering place.

　　The tragedy has just passed for five days. The broken walls and debris in the gathering place have not been cleaned up, and even the work of putting together the remains of the victims in the black corpse bag has not been completely completed.

Looking at the eyes full of devastation, sniffing in the air somehow covered by disinfectant water, but still seemingly without the rancid smell of the wind, Zhang Lisheng sighed pretendingly, said to himself: "I really can't think of it, just leave In a month's time, this place will become a ruin..."

"It's ruins now, it was **** four days ago," a convertible jeep parked next to the young man, with three gold stars on his shoulders in a co-pilot position, a typical American man's square long chin, about five years old The officer about ten years old interrupted his words, "Are you Mr. Zhang Lisheng?"

　　 "Yes, you must be General Cora.

　　 "Kora Krien, the commander of the US Navy, Land, Air Force, and Army in the "Sea Prawn Island B1" battlefield." The officer casually respected a non-standard military salute and replied.

"General Cora, I think Minister Duke should have informed you of my plan," seeing that the officers did not respect his attitude very much, Zhang Lisheng made his request immediately: "Actually, you and your troops want to What they do is to launch missiles at designated locations at specific times and dispatch aircraft to bomb them.

　　It's easy to do these two things, but it needs me and you to keep in touch. "

"It's also very simple, as long as five'early warning aircraft' are deployed, there can be no gap communication on'Sea Prawn Island B1'," Kola said, turning his head toward the backseat, and instructed: "Notify the Air Force Clause All the “early warning aircraft” of the colonel serve as a temporary “base station” for emergency lift-off to realize real-time communication across the island.”

　　 "Also, don't worry so much, General Cora." Zhang Lisheng was surprised when he saw Corrale's strong fashion.

"The order I received was to cooperate with all your actions, Mr. Zhang," Kola opened the jeep door and jumped down~www.readwn.com~ walked to the young man, looking at his face and lowering his voice, said: "Frankly speaking I don't care if you are a top agent of an assimilator of the assimilation of the "Sea Prawn Island B1" in a secret agency of the government, or a really super rich, genius biologist.

　　 I just hope you can complete your ‘show’ right away.

　　 If those ‘shows’ work, it’s best, but if they don’t work, I hope to perform my military duties as soon as possible and send all the gnome on the island to hell. "

"Oh, hawkish temperament," Zhang Lisheng was silent for a while, looked back at Kola, and said with a smile: "No problem, General, give me a communicator, I will set off immediately, before midnight tomorrow, mine' You can see the performance if the performance is effective."

　　 "Mr. Zhang, who has an admirable straightforward and straightforward personality," Cora smiled for the first time after the meeting. "Do you need my soldiers to **** you to the Turen tribe?"

　　 "I am more familiar with the jungle of'Sea Prawn Island B1' than in New York Central Sun Park, no problem."

"It seems that you are also very arrogant," Kola nodded and passed a communicator like a tablet to Zhang Lisheng from a sergeant who hurried over. "This communicator is very simple to operate. Remember your codename is'compass', and good luck."

　　 "Thank you." Zhang Lisheng took over the communicator, avoiding the trucks that cleaned the rubble from time to time, and walked out of the "gathering place". (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. )