Iron blood phoenix of Nuwa's army

Chapter 1 Introduction: The Phantom of the Commercial Building
He walked into the dark corridor, put on a black hood, and the only exposed eyes were emitting a terrifying cold light like a ghost. 9001... 9002... 9008, Soi Ying read softly, the voice echoed in the corridor like a life-threatening talisman, and a door was gently pushed open...

One cloudy morning.

The stairway of the commercial office building is a little dark due to the weather. There is a sound of rustling footsteps from the bottom to the top, which is so slight that it can be ignored from the human hearing. The voice-activated lights in the corridor are not on from the beginning to the end Get one.Through the half-open ventilation window, a ray of light seeped in, and a black figure went upstairs silently, with the same steps and breath.

The black shadow finally stopped, looked up at the building sign, and a strange smile flashed across the corner of his mouth.Immediately afterwards, he walked into the dark corridor, put on a black hood, and the only exposed eyes were emitting a terrifying cold light like a ghost. 9001... 9002... 9008, Soi Ying read softly, the voice echoed in the corridor like a life-threatening talisman, and a door was gently pushed open...

In room 9008, a middle-aged man just finished reading the report on the computer, he was slightly relieved, and was leaning on the comfortable big armchair with his eyes closed.Today is not a day to go to work. As the boss of this company, he does not have to go to the office to read the report on weekends.At the morning meeting the next day, the secretary will read the data aloud and at the same time draw out a lot of comparative analysis data for his reference and decision-making.At this time, he can drive to a private club to enjoy it, and he can also wave golf clubs on the lawn like most successful bosses...

But he just has this habit, always analyzing the business data by himself, and preparing in his mind what he will talk about in the meeting the next day.It has been 9 years since he transferred from the army, and he still maintains his military qualities: he never fights unprepared battles.Even his clothes are the same. He doesn't like famous brand suits or high-end casual clothes. He only likes a set of camouflage training clothes that have been washed to white.Moreover, he is not interested in those aristocratic sports, he only wants to wear a camouflage uniform and run around the outer ring of the city like now, and then go to his office to read the report.

The moment the half-hidden door of the office was pushed open, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the door, but was quickly stunned: He has been out of the army for many years, and he has never stopped regular training. It can be said that he still maintains the special forces. Some reaction speed, but this time he was still late.When he opened his eyes, before he had time to react, the black muzzle of the gun was aimed at him. Behind the muzzle was a masked man in a black jacket.

He is very familiar with the opponent's gun. At this time, the P228 pistol with a silencer is loaded and the safety is wide open. As long as he makes a slight movement, within a few tenths of a second, the 9mm bullet will shoot at 340mm per second. The speed of [-] meters penetrated his skull, within such a distance, there is no possibility of a person surviving.

"Who are you?" He wasn't in a panic, and it was useless to panic. He stared at the other party with wide-eyed eyes, and asked calmly and coldly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are." The other party's accent was extremely blunt, and he was definitely not Chinese, "You are Lin Yaolun, the former squadron leader of the first squadron, the first row, and the third squadron of the Flying Eagle Special Brigade, right? "

Lin Yaolun's heart was full of astonishment when the other party revealed his identity.Since leaving the army, he has never told anyone about his former army number. At this time, the opponent not only knew it well, but even said it very accurately, and a hint of ominous premonition flooded his heart.

"What are you going to do?" Lin Yaolun asked coldly.

"kill you!"

As soon as the voice fell, the silent pistol made a terrifying metal impact sound, accompanied by three soft beeps of "chirp chirp chirp", Lin Yaolun fell into a pool of blood before hearing the other party's final answer.The first bullet hit the central reflex area of ​​his brain between the eyebrows, and the person who was shot at that position would die instantly, so the other two bullets that hit the heart seemed a bit redundant.

Lin Yaolun was still sitting, the blood and brain matter oozing from the blood hole on his forehead flowed down, mixed with the rapidly spreading blood on his chest.The eyes that were dying did not look at the killer, but stared straight ahead, forever fixed on the computer screen in front of him.At this time, a photo was displayed on the computer desktop, eleven young soldiers were standing neatly, heroic and majestic.

"Hmph!" The masked man snorted coldly, put away his gun, took out a pocket camera and took a quick shot of the corpse, then turned around calmly, wiped off all traces with a towel, and strode out of the room.After a while, the sound of rustling footsteps resounded in the stair passage again, continuing all the way to the third floor.Then, the black shadow pushed open the window, and jumped down under the cover of a landscape plane tree outside the window.

Thousands of kilometers away, in a villa in a foreign country, a person poured champagne into an elegant goblet with a smile, and drank it all in one gulp.

This is the beginning of an evil plan...

(End of this chapter)