The strongest soldier

Under the gloomy night, Luo Zheng stared at the manor coldly. The biochemical personnel were still checking the situation inside, constantly spraying disinfectant around. The square at the entrance was full of blood. The cordon was drawn from a distance and no one was allowed. Approaching the manor, the ground at the entrance was covered with bullet casings, which were bright yellow and looked particularly charming under the light.

Luo Zheng took a deep breath to keep his brain calm. The series of attacks by the Dark Church made Luo Zheng deeply realize that he still underestimated his opponent. The gathering of the three major families was a bait from beginning to end, not He guessed that he was abandoned. This bait attracted a lot of his energy and troops, ignoring the island. The attack on the island was also a trap, attracting him to it. As a result, another crisis broke out on the manor.

The whole plan was linked one by one. Luo Zheng found that he had been led by the other party from the beginning. By the time he realized it, it was already too late. It was a perfect plan, almost flawless. The style of the whole plan had a familiar feeling. Luo Zheng couldn't help but Thinking of Charlie, the master strategist who was originally thought not to exist, the think tank of the Dark Church.

In tonight's battle, Luo Zheng finally experienced Charlie's ability. He lost completely and was convinced that he lost. Luo Zheng thought coldly, with a trace of annoyance, shame, anger, and regret in his eyes, but soon Being replaced by firmness, the matter has come to this, there is no point in regretting, and there is no right to regret. The enemy has already taken action, so just counterattack.

Soon, Luo Zheng's negative emotions were swept away, and his high fighting spirit burst out again. He looked at Jackson coldly and said, "Is there any news from your military department?"

Jackson waved his hand knowingly, signaling the people in charge to leave and go about their duties. When there was no one around, he dialed a number and asked, "Report the situation." After listening for a while, Jackson looked at Luo Zheng with an ugly face. Shaking his head, he explained helplessly: "The military has not issued any combat orders, and no submarine has left its post. It should not be our country's submarine, but most likely the Dark Church's own submarine."

"Where are your warships? Where are your aircraft carriers? Where are your reconnaissance planes? Why aren't there any clues?" Luo Zheng asked in an angry voice, his eyes red and filled with roars. He had just regained some sense and ran away again.

"Don't worry, listen to me." Jackson quickly explained: "The radar can't be found, the satellite can't find it, and the reconnaissance planes can't find anything. There is only one explanation, and that is that their submarines have anti-jamming equipment. Forget that they can block satellite signals and communication signals, remember the undersea prison? They can hide the undersea prison, they can hide the submarine, it must be camouflaged."

"Damn it, didn't that make them run away?" Luo Zheng roared angrily.

Jackson wanted to say that this was the case, but seeing Luo Zheng's cannibalistic expression, he swallowed his words and said bitterly: "The enemy's technology is ahead of us. This is an indisputable fact. If we don't crack it in one day, Their hidden technology is constantly being attacked, so the top priority is to quickly find a way to crack it."

"Bastard." Luo Zheng struck the air with a hateful palm. He thought of the twenty or so brothers who had died on the island, and of the thirty brothers including Snow Leopard whose life and death were uncertain after being poisoned. He was so furious that a mouthful of blood spilled out, and his body was shaking. He fell softly and fell to the ground, his eyes becoming blurred.

"You?" Jackson was shocked and quickly helped Luo Zheng. Seeing that Luo Zheng's eyes were slightly closed, his energy was weak, and his face was in pain, he knew it was going to be bad, so he quickly shouted: "Quick, the helicopter is coming down to pick him up."

The helicopter quickly came down and landed next to Jackson. Jackson hurriedly carried the weak Luo Zheng onto the plane and signaled the helicopter to fly towards the hospital as quickly as possible. While looking at Luo Zheng, he found that Luo Zheng's eyes had been closed. His face turned as pale as paper, and he quickly felt his heartbeat. Fortunately, it was still there. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and shouted angrily: "Hurry, hurry up, inform the hospital to prepare for emergency rescue, and ask for the best doctor."

"Understood." The driver quickly agreed.

Jackson looked at the unconscious Luo Zheng and became worried. Things were messy enough. If something happened to Luo Zheng, Jackson couldn't imagine what the consequences would be. If nothing else, Luo Zheng's group of arrogant soldiers would be a headache. Okay, thinking of the consequences, Jackson couldn't help but shudder, looked at the driver and roared: "Faster."

A few minutes later, the helicopter landed on the roof of the hospital. The medical staff were already waiting. They immediately went over before the helicopter stopped. They carried Luo Zheng onto the cart and rushed towards the operating room. An older doctor arrived. He came to Jackson and asked in surprise: "Director, I am the deputy dean, what happened, who is this person?

In anger, Jackson grabbed the other person's heart and collar and shouted coldly: "This person is very important. I want you to personally conduct the operation. No matter how much it costs, you must save the person for me, otherwise you and I will not be able to bear it." If there are consequences, this world may be in chaos, so go quickly.”

"Ah? Okay, okay!" The vice-dean could feel Jackson's anxiety, anger, and desperate murderous intent, so he quickly agreed and hurried away.

Jackson also hurriedly followed and came to the door of the operating room. He happened to see Wu Miao and a large group of people hurriedly passing by, going to other places. Although Jackson did not explain anything to Wu Miao, he knew what Wu Miao did. , rushed forward and shouted from afar: "Doctor Wu Miao."

When Wu Miao heard someone shouting, she looked back in surprise and recognized Jackson. The two sides belonged to different camps. Although the two camps are now united to fight terrorism, they have many bad pasts. Wu Miao was shocked and suspicious. Asked: "It's you, what's wrong?"

"You are dizzy and anxious, and you have just entered the operating room." Jackson said quickly without caring much, pointing to the door of the operating room.

"Me?" When Wu Miao heard this, he was shocked and rushed over like crazy, shouting: "Let your doctor stop, and we will take over the treatment. No one knows him better than me."

"Okay." Jackson is also a sensible person, and he is eager to hand over the hot potato of Luo Zheng to Wu Miao. At least the problem with the treatment has nothing to do with him, so he quickly agreed, rushed into the operating room together, and greeted the doctor who came up to ask about the situation. He yelled: "Stand back and let them take over. Just leave a few people to help. Others can go elsewhere to help."

What else did the vice president want to say? When he saw Jackson's angry eyes and looked at Wu Miao and others who had rushed in for a skilled inspection, he made a gesture and took off his mask and surgical gown, leaving several nurses to help. , everyone else left, and Jackson also left, but he stayed at the door and didn't go anywhere. He took out his phone to contact others and arrange for the aftermath.