Female president's private killer

On the central control computer in the combat conference room, Duan Tiandao opened the electronic document given to him by Haifeng mountain through Su Kezhou.

The first thing that appeared in front of him was a letter.

Duan Tiandao took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

If you have nothing to do, you have to scold this bastard. He is alive, but he refuses to come out to wash away his grievances for the ark.

After scolding for a long time, Duan Tiandao finally opened the letter.

"The traitor is still hiding in the dark. Try to hold the power in your own hands, because we don't know who is a traitor or who is a traitor. This plan is highly confidential. It will be destroyed after seeing it. Major general Fang Chutian is allowed to act conveniently in the free port... Haifeng mountain. "

Duan Tiandao was stunned and couldn't help laughing.

Although the traitor hidden in the dark is difficult to deal with, with the word "easy to do", he can be regarded as having a Shangfang sword.

Clayton stood in the huge circular central control room of the dock and looked out of the window.

In front of him, a tattered cruiser was making a beautiful arc in the sea. With the movement of the warship, the rotating turret on the port side, like dozens of steel needles attracted by magnets, pointed to the oblique rear of the warship. A moment later, a fierce white light flashed, and a heavy frigate belonging to the rifle Club fleet was torn to pieces.

The cruiser turned gracefully and accurately, and beside her, five equally shabby armed merchant ships were completing a salvo.

This time, the victims were two armed merchant ships of the same class.

A mixed shell hit these dilapidated warships, but it was a ripple, and each salvo of them reaped the life of the rifle fleet.

In the distance was another fleet led by a tattered cruiser. The same leisurely walk, the same accurate shooting, in front of this group of warships, the rifle fleet is like a lamb under the butcher's knife.

Clayton turned his eyes hard and looked at the warships shuttling back and forth in the sea, cutting the rifle fleet one by one. He just felt bitter in his mouth.

At first glance, he recognized these warships... "Broken ghost".

The pirate fleet, as people describe them, suddenly appeared on the free channel like a ghost. No one had seen them before.

But it was these tattered warships that attacked more than 200 fleets and looted more than 1300 ships in just one or two months. Even the material fleet, security group fleet and pirate fleet of giant enterprises can not escape their clutches!

No matter how brave and ruthless people are, they also regard this fleet as a nightmare of the free channel!

Clayton doesn't want this nightmare.

He has been walking on thin ice since the free port war began. He not only transferred all the warships belonging to the rifle club back to dock 106. Also spent a lot of money to buy a fortress gun from the Salar extended bow Galaxy! And racked their brains to catch up with a dominant northern business alliance in Freeport.

Clayton knew that war, 106 docks, would sooner or later become fat in the eyes of others. The original rule of the free world is the law of the jungle. During the war, no one spoke of humanity and morality.

Until he got the guarantee from the northern business alliance, Clayton was a little relieved. The wool came from the sheep. He didn't care about his money at all.

As long as you can keep the 106 dock, you can earn more money! Here, he is the God who dominates everything!

However, what he never thought of was that all his business had become a bubble in an instant.

The field war report on the computer of the central console shows that the fortress gun installed in the dock did not fire a shot. Destroyed by a volley of broken ghost warships.

Now, the infantry patrolling outside the 106 dock will patrol the fleet, which has been wiped out. Warships that successively left Hong Kong for battle also encountered the same fate. Under the fire blockade of two enemy cruisers, I'm afraid the remaining warships can't even get out of the port!

Clayton had to say that this damn fleet came at a good time.

Just twenty days ago, there were twenty Northern League armed merchant ships and 65 frigates stationed in the port of 106 dock. Their commander Ibrahimovic also exchanged glasses with Clayton.

Holding the most beautiful woman, standing on the balcony of the highest and most luxurious room in the dock, looking at the bustling crowd below, enjoying everything brought by power.

At that time, no one dared to make the idea of 106 dock.

But who ever thought that shortly after Ibrahimovic received the order from the Northern League Headquarters and led all the warships to leave the 106 dock, this "broken ghost" fleet wandering in the free port channel turned pale, so they found the door!

Not only that, this fleet is stronger than rumored. They even have two military cruisers!

"Find a way to contact the Northern Alliance fleet immediately." Clayton wandered around the room like a trapped beast. Now the Northern Alliance fleet is his only hope: "they should not have gone far!"

The correspondent immediately carried out Clayton's order.

The sound of signal sending, keyboard tapping and calling suddenly rang into one.

When the image of the Northern Alliance fleet commander gradually appeared on the screen, Clayton suddenly grabbed the communicator: "Ibrahim! We are under attack. It's a broken ghost. Help me, my friend. You must come back quickly. Only your fleet can save me. Their attack power is too strong. My fleet can't even get out of the port now... "

After some incoherent words, Clayton suddenly had an ominous premonition. His heart sank slowly, and his voice became smaller and smaller... On the screen, there was a bitter smile on the face of the Northern Alliance fleet commander who wanted to make friends and call him brother.

"Clayton..." Ibrahimovic said slowly, "the Northern Alliance has been defeated. Now, it is the prozhen fierce army I ridiculed in front of you who controls Freeport and the Northern Alliance! Now I am ordered to lead the fleet, stop in the designated sea area and wait for the reception of the Humvee fleet. I'm afraid I can't help you. "

"The Northern League was defeated?" Clayton's brain was blank: "the Chinese?"

"Yes!" Yibu sighed and said, "it's not that I don't want to help you. It's really... You surrender."

"Surrender?" Ibrahimovic is completely stupid.

"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. I've heard from friends of other Northern Alliance fleets..." Ibrahim said with a bitter smile: "the devil's eye was planted under this fleet. Moreover, most of the free docks they looted recently have not been wiped out... I don't need to understand their identity any more? "

"This is the fleet of the fierce army in prozhen?" Clayton couldn't stand still: "Chinese?"

"They didn't admit it!" Yibu said with a wry smile, "although you are not very good to the Chinese people, you still maintain order after all. With the Chinese people in your dock, you can save your life. You know, those shipyards that slaughtered Chinese people. Almost completely destroyed! "

A loud bang came. Outside the window, the tattered fleet that had ended the battle was firing at the dock and port lock. Fragments of the ship lock torn by shells burst out everywhere in the sea.

"Signal me." Clayton turned abruptly: "request to speak to the other fleet commander."

106 dock slum.

Gu Xin gave the broken cylindrical rest cabin to a couple who had just arrived here. I chose a place near the wall on the street and sat down. His wife snuggled up to him.

He rested his head wearily on his shoulder. My daughter in my arms. Already asleep, the three-year-old has soft hair and long eyelashes. However, due to lack of food, the child's pink face has lost a lot of weight.

Gu Xin looks back. The couple who took over his cabin, the woman, has slept in the cabin. He is a man in his forties. He nodded gratefully to himself.

Gu Xin waved his hand. I'm not a good man. I gave up the rest cabin because the woman was pregnant. Perhaps she was frightened. When she came here, her face turned white and looked worried.

In this world, if the Chinese don't help the Chinese themselves, how can they live?

He brushed his daughter's hair on his eyes, and Gu Xin quietly looked at the street in front of him that he had stayed for nearly 20 days.

The streets are already overcrowded.

Maybe it's because everyone received the same news. So all the Chinese people in this huge dock gathered here. Now some people sit quietly on the roadside, and some people shuttle through the crowd, trying to find a space. There are also some people who gather around and talk about something.

"Boom!" In the distance, another explosion came.

The dock shook in the explosion.

"Is that our man?" The wife's voice trembled.

"Yes!" Gu Xin nodded vigorously. He turned his head to prevent his hesitant eyes from being seen by his wife. In fact, he was not sure about his wife.

More than a month ago, Gu Xin took his wife and daughter on a trip to the sea. As a result, he encountered an island and was robbed and discarded here. I thought the suffering was over, but who knows, it was just the beginning of a nightmare.

A hundred times higher price is the gentlest robbery. Then there was blatant robbery, kidnapping, extortion and trafficking... There was no reason for the Chinese here. Those rifle guards turned a blind eye to the bullying of the Chinese, while those Susi, jepen and desik were unscrupulous.

As Gu Xin knows, several Chinese families who came from the same ship with him were broken down because women were kidnapped and raped or men were robbed and killed.

If we hadn't found the slum where the Chinese gathered and worked hard together, if we hadn't stabbed the Susi who wanted to rape his wife, there were no guards of the rifle Club nearby, and if there were not many free Hong Kong people who hated the arrogance of the Susi and the jepen, Gu Xin didn't know whether he could still sit here now.

For so many days in the dock, he didn't get a safe sleep.

Every day, I am in a state of fear and ready to work hard at any time. Not only him, but also every Chinese in this street.

The money has run out, and the jewelry and all the things that can be sold have been sold clean. Seeing that the days of drinking a glass of water and eating a small piece of black bread every day have come to an end, everyone has got the news that the Chinese people's own fleet is going to capture 106 dock.

If the guy with a big head wasn't Chinese, Gu Xin couldn't believe 1% of such news.

A destroyer wandering in the free world can capture the pirate base and pull out a powerful fleet with vertical and horizontal free channels?

More than a hundred people can turn over the Freeport, gather all the school fighters whose eyes are higher than the top, defeat the northern business alliance and control the Freeport island?

That's bullshit!

Explosions, one after another, and the shaking of the dock became more and more intense.

Looking at the people in the street, those hopeful eyes and Gu Xin's heart became hot with the shaking of the dock.

Perhaps what the big Chinese said is true!