The first thousand three hundred and eighteen chapters cry out
The struggle between countries has happened countless times with civil flights as bargaining chips.
There is no need to mention the numerous hijacking incidents.
In the Lockbee crash, Iranian Airlines was shot down by the US military, Indian Air crash mysteriously exploded, Korean Air was shot down by former Soviet military aircraft... Even the 9/11 incident was also an Islamic extremist attacking the United States through civil flights!
When the people are enjoying a peaceful and peaceful life, holding up bowls to eat meat, putting down chopsticks to curse, countless unknown people are dedicating their own everything and even their lives to such a life.
Don’t think that no one is threatening national interests and survival in the past few decades of the World War. In fact, such a life-and-death battle is being staged every day in places that ordinary people cannot see!
When China was still a closed country, perhaps this kind of thing could still be controlled on a very small front.
When the rising dragon tumbling, the conflict of interests between countless points, lines and surfaces will create invisible battlefields. Just like a little engineer like Zhao Jing, isn’t it just a little bit for the oil price that is being scolded in China every day?
If a country even has energy supply stuck by others, it is not as simple as high oil prices, but that everything has to be taken by others!
A Chinese country with strong influence and a large number of alliances is obviously not something that some countries are willing to see, so it is natural to provoke discord and instigate trouble.
Buck doesn't need to ask the specific details of the incident, nor does he need to know who can use what method to get rid of this passenger plane carrying more than 200 lives, nor does he need to find out what extremely complex game functions this plane can play. He just needs to understand how tense the current situation is. This almost confirms the cruel scenes he has seen in Eastern Europe. He is not surprised. His focus is on the man in front of him who is almost collapsed due to sadness, Gao Ming, who is still sitting here waiting for him: "Your mental state is no longer suitable to continue to go out for field work. I suggest that your superior department should transfer you back immediately."
After all, Buck is still a military doctor, and he always cares about the people in front of him.
Gao Ming shook his head slowly: "Now all the military institutions of major powers are concentrated in Southeast Asia, and any related abnormal movements are placed under the magnifying glass. If someone else comes, it is very likely to be noticed. I must stay here to receive any superior's instructions and complete my work, including giving you such a warning. Please keep your recent actions away from Malaysia, Yue Lan!"
Buck nodded seriously: "I understand this warning, but it is not possible for you to hold on like this. Your feelings... I think I understand. I have also experienced the pain of my wife's sacrifice on the battlefield. At this time...will we have two glasses of wine?"
Gao Ming refused as usual: "I will be on standby at any time and wait for my superiors to notify me of the order." It is obvious that excessive emotional fluctuations and a strong sense of professional responsibility are intertwined. The middle-aged man in front of him should have been sleepless for dozens of hours since he received the news... Even Buck did not see any traces of eating. Gao Ming's subconscious mind already had a self-deprecating horn. If it weren't for the highly habitual professionalism that was still restraining him, he might have chosen to give up his life long ago.
Buck was not a professional and didn't have such a strong discipline. He took out his cell phone and called the Golden Eagle downstairs: "Whiskey, vodka or gin, make two bottles, and then make some wine... You are not allowed to drink it, you can watch the corridor!"
The golden eagle over there laughed and quickly placed a bag of things on the steps according to the floor. Buck carefully went up a floor before carrying the things in. Then he mentioned it to the kitchen and turned on the light. The smell of the hostess before spreading in his eyes again. Even in the extremely dangerous field work, the couple tried their best to live their lives like ordinary people. The anti-scalding gloves next to the microwave were arranged in a regular manner, and the few bowls and pots were packed cleanly.
Perhaps the strict discipline has melted into the blood. Buck did not see the wine glass. The roses in the small bottle on the plaid tablecloth had withered a little, and a few petals were scattered on the tablecloth. Buck narrowed his eyes and stared at all, then simply reached out and grabbed the tablecloth and shook the building, and threw all the things on it into the dishwasher sink next to it. Then he kept driving out the glass plates, bowls and pots inside the cabinet, and threw them directly to the ground, leaving only two bowls as wine glasses!
The sudden sound of the porcelain glass breaking was very loud, but it did not attract Gao Ming.
Buck curled his lips in failure and returned to the previous room with the bowl. Gao Ming was still sitting there blankly. Although his sense of responsibility prompted him to sit here, he was actually as stiff as a walking corpse. No matter how well he was a well-trained agent, he was also a human, a flesh and blood body rather than a machine!
Perhaps the only belief that can support him to work as unknown and dangerous as a mouse overseas is his wife who is in harmony with each other, the figure who has followed the flight without a trace.
Buck could fully understand this almost suffocating psychological feeling, and it might even be more intense than he imagined.
So he put the bowl on the table, looked at the encrypted phone and a laptop on the table, and turned off the computer and took the phone. Gao Ming was stunned for a moment before standing up for a fight. He was easily slapped in the face by Buck!
After putting the phone in his pocket, Buck did not stop and began to destroy it. He pulled off the curtains on the window and spread them on the ground. Then he drove down all the decorations and books on the books like a little hooligan who collected protection fees. Then the TV overturned and pulled out all the connection lines inside, and Gao Ming looked blankly!
Then Buck then kicked open the desk drawer, poured out all the things inside into the curtains, and opened the only wardrobe, turning out all the women's clothes that were not rich inside, and threw them into the curtain bag!
Perhaps those familiar clothes finally touched Gao Ming's last high-pressure valve. The man who was still stunned just now suddenly seemed to be crazy and rushed towards Buck!
Buck didn't use any fighting skills, he just hit Gao Ming's abdomen with a heavy punch!
The middle-aged agent who had definitely not eaten had any food fell down and vomited with a uh, but his crazy emotions prompted him to turn over and get up, and then pounced on the clothes that Buck had torn and thrown away. Buck kicked him away again!
As a result, Gao Ming actually hugged Buck's leg this time and bit his calves without hesitation!
The pain was so painful that Buck almost bent his neck towards Tiange. He grabbed Gao Ming's cheek with both hands and pinched it skillfully so that he would not bite a piece of meat by this guy who had lost his mind after seeing things!
Gao Ming had indeed completely let go of the dullness that was like a walking corpse just now, struggled violently, and a low roar of pain like a sleepy beast came out of his throat!
One punch hit Buck in the face!
As long as you can, Buck also used his turtle punch to return it!
Two men, no, the two agents knelt on the ground in a mess of clothes and books, and used the simplest one to punch you and me!
Until both of them had skin and blood on their faces, Gao Ming finally burst into tears in the face of this facial pain that could catch up with the heartache!
Just cry!
Chapter completed!