Fu Luo changed into casual clothes, with the reader left by Ye Wenlin for her in his pocket, a retractable multi-functional saber, a mobile phone and a little cash, without any luggage, and empty hands, debugging himself to the best state of wandering.

Wang Ergou must be often locked in a small dark room at home. He is extremely familiar with this situation and has a complete range of tools for committing crimes. He is obviously a skilled worker. He will also calculate and adjust the angle when the system fails to pass, so that the shoddy fake iris looks more real.

Soon, the two of them broke through the security system of the house.

Before leaving, although Fu Luo was jealous of Wang Yacheng's natural viciousness, he still asked kindly: "I'm leaving like this, what do you do?"

She was sincere, but Wang Ergouhao didn't appreciate it after hearing this, and immediately rolled his eyes: "Then you don't have to worry about it."

Bah, naughty kid, kind-heartedly treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs.

Fu Luo turned around and left without saying a word.

The traffic was paralyzed, but Fu Luohun didn't care, so she decided to hike over.

I don't know if it's because of her youth and good health, or if she's really a big heart, Fu Luo spent such a messy day the day before, and didn't meet her eyes all night, and in the morning, she had a squad with their house for three hundred rounds, and learned the big secret that her brother planned to fight with her brother... At this time, she was not tired at all while walking on the road.

Perhaps when a person can focus on one direction without distraction, nothing can stop her.

Compared with the dream of young after clearing the clouds and mists, what are the terrible space battlefields and trivial family wars?

Fu Luo thought while walking. The school teachers basically knew her, and the requirements of grassroots soldiers would not be very high. It would be fine for her to pass the test smoothly. Then she would stay in the school dormitory for a few days. Anyway, the Central Military Academy is a military important place, and idle people are not allowed to enter casually, so Fu Xiaoxin would not find this.

Then she had to think carefully about the wording and write a polite and tactful reply to Yang Ning.

After all, Fu Luo herself felt that she was quite ungrateful when she refused an invitation that made her feel flattered.

Fu Luo, who was determined to go to the grassroots turret of warships, did not expect that although she always thought she was ordinary, her fate would not give her this ordinary opportunity.

Fu Luo arrived at the school with a familiarity and registered his identity information at the school gate. Just as she was getting her license plate and preparing to line up to get the physical examination form, a middle-aged man in uniform hurried out with a group of people and happened to pass by her.

Fu Luo raised his eyes and couldn't help but scream: "Teacher Wang!"

Wang Yansheng is the best intelligence expert in the country. He was just over 60 years old and should be the time when a man was the most prosperous in his life. However, because he was too careful all year round, his hair was more than half white and he always looked a little haggard.

When Wang Yansheng saw her queuing here, he was stunned: "Fu Luo? What are you doing here?"

Fu Luo stood at attention and reported: "I'm here to recruit artillery."

Wang Yansheng looked at her incredible.

The space combat system has always been an elite among the elites. Who would go to the grassroots level to be a soldier? What's more, the one with the highest overall score.

As an intelligence expert, Wang Yansheng has a unique skill. He had to call the name first on the first day of class, not to check for absenteeism. He had never heard of anyone in school who dared to skip classes. But after clicking the name of the whole class, he could get to know all the names and faces of the whole class.

Within one week of school, the entire information of each student he taught was basically familiar with, not to mention that Fu Luo was one of his best students, Wang Yansheng had a deeper impression of her than others.

He thought about it a little, and then he remembered Wang Yizheng. Wang Yansheng was at his age. He roughly understood the mood of being a parent, and soon guessed the causes and consequences.

"Run away from home?" Teacher Wang asked in a low voice.

Fu Luo lowered his head silently, feeling that the word sounded a bit embarrassing.

"It's really a good person." Wang Yansheng rolled his eyes, "Don't queue here. I have an emergency task here, and I lack staff... Oh, now, except for the hospital beds, there is really a shortage of people everywhere. Come with me."

Fu Luo: "But I haven't tested it yet..."

"What to test," Wang Yansheng interrupted her, "Okay, just hold your sign. Then I'll tell them, okay? Keep up!"

When he saw his hurried look, he knew that there must be some urgent task. Fu Luo's eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he touched his heels: "Yes!"

It seems like there is no need to take the exam?

Fu Luo, who accidentally swiped his face card, rubbed his nose and quickly trotted over.

Several small aircraft were carrying them to ride at low altitudes. When they arrived at the city center, the aircraft suddenly pulled up the altitude.

Fu Luo, the Central Business District under her feet, was very familiar with her. She stayed here for two months. The electronic poster on the twelve-story wall of the most luxurious office building is still the photos of her "general".

When the aircraft passed by, Fu Luoqing couldn't help but lower her head. Although most people couldn't see that the person in the photo was her under the influence of makeup and later stages, Teacher Wang was not an "ordinary person".

Fortunately, Wang Yansheng just glanced at him twice and hummed in a low voice: "I didn't expect that he would look so handsome and have some potential for intelligence."

Fu Luo was suddenly praised. Before he could be happy, Teacher Wang said the next sentence: "What are you proud of? Just praise him casually, I don't want you."

Fu Luo realized what he meant and was immediately surprised: "Teacher, you..."

"I just received the acceptance of my fate," Wang Yansheng sighed, "I teach well, and this time I become the spy leader."

On both sides of the wide road on the ground are a central commercial area full of tall buildings on one side, and on the other side is a government office area - all over the Beijing-based buildings and central government buildings.

The aircraft slowly hovered over the high building, looking down from a high place, and saw that the two sides were clearly separated, one was a safe garrison with live ammunition on one side, and the other was a ragged citizen.

The central commercial area, which was once lively incredibly quiet at this moment, was terrible. No light was on in the towering office building, as if it was dead, all the windows had lost their color, and there were no flying balls and people's slightly noisy laughter in the square.

Wang Yansheng looked motionless and whispered: "Give me a close-up view."

The mirror image of the accompanying telescope in the aircraft was displayed on the screen, and the scene on the ground suddenly appeared - those people, including men, women, young and old, with numb, angry, and confused expressions... and they stood or sat together on the square, holding crooked banners and slogans.

The scarlet handwriting hit Fu Luo's eyes.

"The human rights of the ant tribe are in nǎ?"

"Where is our home?"

"We want to survive!"

“We have the right to live in the sun!”

More and more people continued to join in, and finally occupied half of the road. This caused a group and huge oppressive nature. None of these people stood up and shouted slogans. They whispered in a low voice. They held slogans quietly and looked at the government building in front of them in the same posture, presenting a kind of terrifying silence before the volcanic eruption.

Even the security forces couldn't help but feel cold in the back of the spine.

The enemy is not standing opposite. The process of freedom and democracy has developed to its present level. I have never heard of any warrior from any country who dares to point his gun at his own people, especially at this extremely sensitive moment.

Fu Luo narrowed his eyes slightly - No, the civilian signal is not available, it's only one day, so many people, how could they gather here spontaneously in just one day without signals or networks?

Did the people in the whole city suddenly have a sense of harmony at the same time?

Although these people were dressed in a miserable manner, their expressions and complexion were not very tired. They reacted quickly, their communications were quick and effective, and the atmosphere was restrained and orderly... It could never be composed of angry people spontaneously!

Fu Luo was shocked and turned to look at Wang Yansheng, who had a serious expression: "Teacher, is there a galaxy spy on the ground?"

Wang Yansheng manipulated the camera and slowly swept across the audience: "If it were just a spy who incited the demonstration, that would be great."

Fu Luo remembers that Wang Yansheng talked about classic cases during class, and there are six steps in total to create terrorist incidents that disguised as a mass parade.

The first step is to play a group of people who are victims of interest and organize small-scale parades under the guise of "expressing demands" in places with the largest flow of people.

The second step is to hold up the banner, distribute leaflets, and attract "true interests" who are unaware of the truth to join.

The third step is that the secret organizers incite the demonstration team through the "disguisers" mixed in the "true interests seekers" to conduct large-scale illegal gatherings and marchs...

Fu Luo and the others landed on the roof. Wang Yansheng directed the man to pull out a huge signal box, with about a hundred diode signal terminals on it, each terminal connected to a plainclothes below. The signal that was clearly extinguished was the latest encrypted version of Morse code updated by the Secretariat Department.

Fu Luo only stared at it for a while, and then felt that the dog's eyes were blinded.

This is equivalent to more than a hundred people talking to her at the same time - not speaking the language she is familiar with.

Wang Yansheng looked at the overall situation and even took into account the shooting videos from the ground in an orderly manner: "Sniper, please note that a woman walked out with a child, pay attention to the man who pushed her, her appearance characteristics..."

He paused for a moment, swept over the clearly extinct signal terminal, and whispered calmly as quiet as a mountain: "About 1.8 meters, gray sweatshirt, and a wool hat."

Fu Luo looked at the camera from the ground and saw a woman suddenly appearing out, holding a one or two-year-old child in her hand. The child had just learned to walk upright and was wearing open-crotch pants.

At the same time, countless sights in the darkness locked the woman.

But she was not panicked at all, and led the child to stand in the middle of the road.

The child put his hands into his mouth and ate it in a daze, sucking it sounded, and it seemed that he was very hungry.

"It has been seven years since our family came here to make a living." The woman said, with a special infectious feeling in her voice. "I have always rented in the government's underground public rental housing. If I spend rent, daily necessities and other expenses, it is difficult to leave a surplus of a penny..."

The woman tells her life in an ant hole in the dungeon in a very sensational way.

Step 4: ignite group anger and create violent conflicts.

At this time, Wang Yansheng suddenly pressed his headphones, listened intently for a while, and his voice slightly raised: "Assassination, are you sure?"

Fu Luo's expression sternly.

"Yes, I understand," Wang Yansheng stood up suddenly, switched to another communication channel, and asked quickly, "How long will it take to arrive for reinforcements... No, don't have the army's people, ask the senior security department to be directly responsible, and the ground department of the Space Force... Well, who was the temporary commissioner of the communication department yesterday?

Wang Yansheng paused when the other party answered something: "Okay, contact Colonel Yang Ning immediately."
Chapter completed!